Wen Si looked at Wen Xiang worriedly, very worried. She didn't expect her father to become like this in one day. Thinking of this, she was very scared, what kind of disease is this?

"Hey, Xiao Si, I can't help it!" Wen Xiang frowned, gently stroked Wen Si's hair, and said helplessly. He was also a little worried about his son becoming like this. Could it be a ghost? It's unlikely. Thinking of this, Wen Xiang's heart was also very entangled.

"Grandpa, I'll call Ling Jie, isn't he your master, there must be a way!" As he spoke, Wen Si took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Ling Jie. At this time, Wen Xiang said with a worried face: "Xiao Si, am I old and confused? Quick, give me my phone! ”

Why didn't he expect that Ling Jie was this kid? His old problems were all cured by Ling Jie's pills, and he believed that there should be nothing he could do about Wenlong's illness. After Wen Si's reminder just now, he quickly came back to his senses.

"Grandpa, give you your phone!" Wen Si handed the phone in front of Wen Xiang, leaned over and prepared to listen to their conversation. As soon as Wen Xiang put the phone to his ear, Ling Jie's unhappy voice came: "What's wrong, what's going on again?" At this time, Ling Jie was taking a shower in the bathroom.

Originally, Ling Jie was singing and scrubbing. Unexpectedly, the mobile phone in the trouser pocket of the suit that had just been changed out rang. Seeing that it was Wen Si calling, Ling Jie said angrily with his mobile phone. For this woman, Ling Jie didn't have to talk to her so politely, she had a bad impression.

"Ahem, ahem!" Wen Xiang coughed lightly into the phone twice: "Xiaojie, who made you angry again?" Wen Xiang disturbed the bridge of his nose and said with some curiosity. He knew that he was definitely not saying this to himself. Damn, how could this old boy call me on his granddaughter's phone?

Thinking about it, Ling Jie smiled: "It's nothing! Say, what are you looking for me? Ling Jie wrapped the bath towel around his body and walked out of the bathroom. When I came to the couch, I sat down. He knew that every time this kid called him, it would definitely be fine.

Doubt? Don't? Because Wen Xiang turned this kid into a fool? Thinking about it, Ling Jie had already guessed the real purpose of this Wen Xiang's call.

"That's right, my son was last night. Suddenly, his mind was gray to the appearance of two or three years old. Do you know what disease he has? If you can save him, you can let me do anything! Wen Xiang gritted his teeth and said with a twitching face.

He guessed that Ling Jie should have a way to cure Wenlong. In Wen Xiang's heart, Ling Jie was already a god-like existence. Since, I ate that mysterious pill of his. Wen Xiang, this is also a lot younger, and his martial arts have also made a lot of progress. Wen Xiang has personally experienced these.

"Grandpa, how can you promise him like this, this kid...!" At this time, Wen Si on the side couldn't help but cry out. Really, how could grandpa say that. What if Ling Jie made any excessive demands!

"Xiao Si, don't interject!" Wen Xiang snorted coldly at Wen Si, and then said, "Xiaojie, what I said just now counts, do you have time to come over?" "I just said this to Wen Si, I was afraid that Ling Jie would be angry later! He's his benefactor!