Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

Really awake?

Is it so fast!

Su Haitang was a little dazed, with the illusion of being tricked.

"Let's go, let's go in and take a look."

He Anbang's expression was also a little strange, and he pulled down his granddaughter's hand, and found that the palm of her hand was full of cold sweat, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

"you're uncomfortable?"

Ji Fengyun hurriedly entered the ward and came out again, looking at Su Haitang's pale and weak eyes, he reached out and handed over a piece of talisman paper.

"Soothing Rune, here."

Su Haitang glanced at him silently, and pretended to be weak.

"Grandpa, I'm tired."

"Can you hold it? Let's take a look at the old chief and go home to rest." He Anbang felt sorry for his granddaughter, but it was not easy to turn around and leave without showing up, looking at Ji Fengyun embarrassedly.

Ji Fengyun moved a chair and asked Su Haitang to sit and rest, and handed it up the steps in due course.

"My sister Mingzhu has a special physique. It should have been given my grandfather's luck to get him back to life. This caused my sister to suddenly become weak and need a good rest."

"Daen doesn't say thank you, I'm here with my sister. Grandpa He goes in to see my grandpa, so let's go home with my sister first."

Su Haitang is extremely grateful to the little Taoist priest who talks about unreliable gods, and even has a set of nonsense.

Although she used most of the stored spring water, she was not overdrawn at all; the abnormal performance was entirely due to nervousness, and she didn't know how to face the next scene.

She can't be held up as a confession, right? It's owing to be dissected!

"I'm just a little dizzy and I'm not feeling vigorous. Just rest for a while."

Su Haitang leaned back in his chair "weakly" and explained sensibly.

"The mystery of life and death, your luck will grow and fall, you are weak at the moment, and you are not good at it." Ji Fengyun stared at a pair of clear and energetic eyes, and his lips moved quickly.

Su Haitang suspected that he was chanting to her, all over her body was fluffy, with goose bumps all over her body.

"I'll go in and take a look."

With a final word, He Anbang stepped into the ward.

He is a staunch proletarian revolutionary fighter. He doesn't believe in the nonsense of the gods and ghosts, but he has dabbled in the ancient Chinese warfare, such as the ancient Chinese warfare. He couldn't help but not believe the two points.

The Qinghe Daoist of Wudang, that is not a magic stick who fools people at will. People don't rely on fortune-telling to feed. This is because it involves close disciples. This is why they are willing to say something. There is still some truth.

It's just to carve up the vitality of the granddaughter to continue her life, such a sinister matter, the old chief with a strong principle will never agree.

The most important thing is that this reputation cannot be spread! Otherwise, a good granddaughter becomes Tang Seng meat, and everyone wants to come up and take a bite, which is troublesome.

Still have to talk about science!

He Anbang turned a lot of thoughts in an instant, smiled delightedly on his face, walked to the old head's bed in two steps in three steps, and met the sharp sword-like eyes when he opened his eyes. He Anbang's eyes were also moist.

The North China lion, which can never be defeated, is also old.

"Old Chief, you have to take care of your body!"

Two pairs of wrinkled hands clenched tightly together, also dotted with deep and shallow scars, as well as ugly age spots, shining through the magnificent military exploits.

"Mingzhu, come back here? Good boy. Don't toss her. Go back."

Ji Chengru intermittently exhorted two sentences, speaking very laboriously.

Seeing the old chief, He Anbang still understood as always, and he did not hesitate to take care of them, his eyes were hot.

"Mingzhu tried her best, she was too tired to stand up, and she was resting outside. When she is energetic, I will take her to see you."

"No need." Ji Chengru lacks strength, the sentence is extremely short, but the momentum is not diminished. "Nobody, there is a doctor. Go back."

"Yes!"