Lin Xin'er felt that the scene in front of her was spicy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She thought of Wang Heng first, and said secretly: "No matter what your father-in-law does to you, you can't mix with Hades." Do you really like him? Or do you want to give your father-in-law a green hat and take revenge on your father-in-law? ”

She leaned on the wall and couldn't get down, not daring to move, for fear of alarming the two people inside, and only prayed that they would leave quickly.

Fortunately, Mrs. Wang was concerned about her son's condition and asked Dongfang how he was prepared.

Dongfang Tianmo hurriedly got up and said, "You come with me." He carefully picked her up and led her towards the stone house where Momo was kept.

Lin Xin'er breathed a sigh of relief, quietly changed her posture, and continued to watch.

This look was another shock - it turned out that Momo's mental malaise from time to time was actually poured ink into the East to pump her spinal cord to make medicine.

This is how the health pills that Wang Heng eats every morning are made!

Lin Xin'er looked at the men and women who left side by side after smoking the little tiger's spinal cord, and her mind went blank. It's not blank, it's just a little dazed, and my thoughts are a little confused. In the chaotic thoughts, a question was highlighted: How could Dongfang Tanmo use her to help Wang Heng heal his illness?

She jumped off the low wall and slowly walked to the front of the stone house, in the cage, Momo was still asleep, but her body was spasming from time to time, and she looked like she was cramping, which was very pitiful.

Lin Xin'er reached out and stroked it, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry!"

Momo woke up under her touch, weaker than the previous times, looking at her weakly, without any life, only deep nostalgia.

Lin Xin'er cried, wondering if it could live.

As usual, she brought some milk and fed it. The first few times she drank the foam by herself, this time, Xin'er fed it spoonful by spoonful.

Hey, she went to the study to find Dongfang Dumping.

"How do you want me to help the young master heal?" she asked seriously.

"I'm going to draw your blood and spinal cord," Dongfang Tanmo said without concealment, "The young master's medicine is made from tiger bones, tiger marrow, deer antler velvet and other yang things, and it needs to be neutralized by the pure yin medicine, otherwise it will be difficult to bear." That's what it means. He only used a small amount of health pills every morning, so he was fine. After so many years of trials, it really works. But to cure his disease, you have to take drastic medicine, and you need your help. ”

Lin Xin'er asked suspiciously, "Is there any basis for your formula?"

Dongfang poured ink and said dissatisfiedly: "This is a prescription developed by the old man according to the medical theory of ancient medical books such as "The Yellow Emperor's Neijing" and "The Book of Difficulty", and you don't understand it. ”

Lin Xin'er said: "Then you can smoke it." As if he didn't understand what it was like to have spinal cord extraction, he didn't ask him why he had to choose her, instead of using other herbs instead, and he didn't say that he would go back and prepare for it. She was afraid that she would regret missing today, and she was afraid that Wang Heng would see her too strict and never find a chance to come again.

Dongfang poured ink down, and then said, "Okay." The old man thought the same way. The young master follows you all day long and can't find a chance. It just so happens that you are here today, so let's smoke it now, it was supposed to be smoked in the morning. If he delays any longer, his bones will grow hard, and it will be difficult to change again. This age is just right. ”

Lin Xin'er said, "Hmm." I only drank a glass of water in the morning. ”

Dongfang Tanmo had already prepared for action: the outer room of the pharmacy was cleaned up, and a long, tall wooden bed was placed in it, similar to the operating table in the hospital in her previous life, and needles and hoses with glass tubes were ready.

Lin Xin'er lay down.

At this time, what she was thinking in her mind was: There is really a time to cross the predecessors, glass syringes and hoses have appeared. The wheels of the carriages of the rich and noble families were also made of rubber wheels, not wood......

The East poured ink, a pair of mouse eyes radiating a feverish light, for the upcoming healing operation, and for the fulfillment of the promise to the beloved.

The little girl lying on the bed, without the usual sharp teeth and cunning calculations, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, asked solemnly: "I told you before that you don't need to exchange a life for a life, not to coax you. However, this move will also be dangerous, although the old man is a miracle doctor, he does not dare to guarantee that he will not miss. Now that you know the danger, are you still willing to help the young master?"

If it had been before, Lin Xin'er would have jumped up and scolded him: she was lying on the operating table before telling her this, wouldn't this mean to deceive her? But now, she was not angry and uncomfortable, she only said softly: "Yes." ”

Not a word was said or explained.

The cunning Lin Xin'er, the sophisticated Lin Xin'er, and the Lin Xin'er who never refused to suffer losses, fell into a poison called "love" at this moment, and her IQ dropped to a negative number.

Only then did she understand why the original owner died.

Long before Wang Lin's two families were married, Dongfang Tanmo had checked Lin Xin'er's blood, and had done experiments for Wang Heng, and he thought it was appropriate, so the two families were married. It was also at that time that the original owner was killed by the immature treatment methods of the old Hades, so Lin Xin'er wore it and possessed the original owner.

This old Hades is by no means a good bird!

However, Lin Xin'er couldn't hate him. She couldn't help the original owner avenge her grievances. She can't tell people that she is not Lin Xin'er, she is a ghost, the original Lin Xin'er is dead, and she was killed by Dongfang Dumping Ink, right? If that is the case, the Wang family will definitely treat her as a ghost, and she will follow in the footsteps of the original owner and die again.

She thought that crossing was against the laws of nature, and if her crossing was destined for Wang Heng, she would be willing to fulfill him, anyway, she didn't belong here in the first place.

Whether it is the original owner or her, they all have a bad relationship with Wang Heng.

She was only worried that if she died, would Wang Heng fall?

It shouldn't be, the husband she raised with her own hands is thriving, like a skyrocketing poplar, not to mention how straight, and like a Huangshan pine, especially tenacious and unyielding.

Listening to her answer, Dongfang Tianmo smiled with satisfaction and promised: "Don't worry, just for your heart for the young master, the old man will do his best to keep you safe." ”

"Dead old man, say it earlier! It has made my sister sad for a long time. Lin Xin'er scolded the old Hades in her heart, and looked at him suspiciously and thought, "Don't brag, right? If you really have such good medical skills, the original owner will not be killed by you." You have a human life on your hands, do you know? If you can't cure Wang Heng, I will curse you to be killed by thunder!"

Dongfang poured ink to wrap his mouth and nose tightly, then took a piece of lighted incense and put it under Lin Xin'er's nose, and then pricked the acupoint with a silver needle.

Soon, Lin Xin'er fell into a coma.

I don't know how long it took for her to wake up.

As soon as I woke up, I heard a cry.

It was Wang Heng, crying heartbreakingly, mixed with Dongfang's eager explanation, as well as Mrs. Wang's persuasion and the old lady's comfort.