Two days later, the Divine Doctor Sect sent Jin Yang, an outsider, to Song's house to pick up Song Jingxian.

This was discussed by Song Zhao with the door master in advance through the flying pigeon message.

The two courses of cold medicine that Song Zhao prescribed to Song Jingxian took two months to eat.

During these two months, Song Jingxian was prevented from being emotionally unstable due to external factors, affecting his physical state and hindering the final treatment.

The best solution is to take Song Jingxian to the divine doctor to be taken care of by a special person to ensure that the well-conditioned body can be successfully cured in the end.

When Song Jingxian was notified, he readily agreed without hesitation.

When it comes to his future, he is naturally a hundred willing, even if these two months are equivalent to imprisonment at the Divine Doctor's Gate.

Asked the subordinates to pack up the softness, and the Yun family and Song Yu escorted Song Jingxian out of the door.

At this time, the bell suddenly cried and rushed in and knelt down, "Eldest princess, General Song, Mrs. Song, go and see the second girl, she, it's not good!" ”

The Song family's face changed drastically.

Old Taijun Song was the first to rush to Zhaoyang Courtyard, stumbling away with a cane, and quickly carried into Song Zhao's bedroom.

Above the brocade.

Song Zhao curled up and fell into the quilt, arching a small ball.

"Little girl!"

Old Taijun Song pounced on him, and what came into his eyes was Song Zhao's miserable little face.

Her brow furrowed into small bumps, and her delicate cheeks were wrinkled.

It was very hot at noon, but she was covered with a thick quilt, but it still seemed to be very cold, and the whole person was shaking uncontrollably.

Mrs. Song was so anxious that she touched her little granddaughter's face, and her heart was pinched, "My little girl, why is her body so cold?" ”

Song Yuyun came over and hurriedly called out her daughter's name.

Song Zhao's eyes were closed, he was delirious, and he let out a soft hum from his mouth.

The house doctor knelt aside, very dazed, "Second Miss Song's symptoms seem to be the same as after falling into the water three years ago, and I have prescribed her warm-up medicine." ”

Three years ago, Song Zhao came back from "going to a banquet", and he was in this state now, and he was also seen by the doctor in front of him.

Mrs. Song was worried and angry, and scolded angrily, "It's not summer yet, and besides, I'm so old, how can I go to play in the water again?" If it can't be cured, it can't be cured, you don't make up nonsense here to coax me! ”

Song looked at this scene coldly.

It's exactly the same as it was three years ago.

He just escaped death, but the little sister ran out to play, and fell unconscious because of playing in the water, which caused chaos in the whole house.

Originally, he had planned to forget her cold-bloodedness, and no longer immersed in the resentment of the past.

But looking at this scene at this time, the empathy is too strong, and I think of the resentment that I had day and night in the past three years.

I really can't afford to feel the slightest bit distressed.

even mocked lightly, "She has been stubborn since she was a child, and she is willing to dress well during the day, and secretly go to play in the water on her back." ”

In the past, Xiaomei did a lot of things that violated yin and yang.

Song Yu glared at him angrily, "Shut up, if Zhao Zhao is still as stubborn as before, General Ben can't ask for it." It's just that she is too well-behaved and sensible now, and it is impossible for her to play in the water behind our backs! ”

Bell cried and said, "The second girl has been locked in the house for the past two days, and she has not taken a single step. ”

Jin Yang stood outside the door, also worried about the resurrection of the divine doctor, and shouted loudly, "Let God ...... Second Miss Song and Master Song will go to the Divine Doctor Gate to have a look, maybe our master can cure Second Miss Song. ”

Song Jingxian took a step closer.

Song Zhao's lifeless little face came into view, it was his dear brother and sister in the end, and he looked a little sullen.

"Let me carry her away." He stretched out his hand and hugged Song Zhao in the quilt into his arms.

In the next second, Song Zhao, who was in a coma, struggled reflexively.