Hearing the approaching footsteps, Chen Mengtian's slender fingers were placed on the text on the page of the medical book ghost doctor's technique.

It was a record of things she had been reluctant to delve into, things she thought she would never touch.

After returning from the Daxiong Treasure Palace, she looked through the Qinglian medical book for the first time.

It records all kinds of ghost healing techniques, and the soul-searching technique she used seven years ago was learned from this.

Chen Mengtian didn't believe that when she understood the technique of this ghost doctor, she wouldn't be able to save Jiang Zebei.

With a determined look in her eyebrows, she restrained the previous emotions in her eyes, and took out a small blue and white porcelain medicine bottle from her arms.

Looking up at Jiang Zebei, who was approaching, he sent the blue and white porcelain medicine bottle to the other party, "Drink it." ”

Jiang Zebei looked at the medicine bottle in front of him, his expression was a little slight, but he did not refuse, he reached out and took the medicine bottle and opened it, and directly put the medicine inside into his mouth, and the action was done in one go.

It was a familiar smell, when he was bitten by a poisonous snake, it was this medicine with a faint lotus fragrance that saved him, and only when he was in danger of life and death, he was also poured with such a potion.

Seeing his neat movements, Chen Mengtian smiled with satisfaction.

Jiang Zebei gently put the empty medicine bottle on the table, and said to Chen Mengtian: "I have thought of the child's name." ”

"So soon, let's hear it." Chen Mengtian had a gentle smile on her face.

Jiang Zebei's soft eyes stared at Ning'er and An'er.

He said to Ning'er, who was happy: "Jiang Shuning." ”

looked at An'er, who was full of anticipation, again: "Jiang Lan'an." ”

Ning Er was the first to jump down from the couch, raised her hand and said happily: "I have a name, I have a name!" I must write to tell Han Rui! ”

Jiang Zebei heard his daughter say a strange name, a name he didn't know, and when he heard it was a man's name, his face was a little unpleasant.

He asked in a low voice, "Who is Han Rui?" ”

Ning Er didn't see the displeasure on her father's face at all, and the slightest gloomy aura, she said happily: "Han Rui is Han Rui, he is very good." ”

Hearing the baby's daughter praise other men, Jiang Zebei's face became more and more stinky.

He turned his head and stared at Chen Mengtian with some grievances, and he didn't speak, just stared at Chen Mengtian aggrievedly.

Looking at this coquettish man who had not been seen for a long time, Chen Mengtian's eyes were astringent, and he almost cried uncontrollably.

She looked away at the medical book on the table, forced back the water that was about to glow under her eyes, and joked with a smile: "Han Rui is Ning'er's favorite person besides us. ”

Chen Mengtian didn't see that the moment she lowered her head, Jiang Zebei's eyes were full of grief.

They all know each other too well.

From Jiang Zebei stepping into the room, he saw Chen Mengtian, who had a different attitude than before leaving, and the medical book she placed on the table, which recorded dense handwriting, and the words ghost doctor's technique, he could see it very clearly.

As long as some things show clues, Jiang Zebei can guess about them, especially when it comes to Chen Mengtian.

At this moment, he pretended to be in the past, the indulgent side of the two when they were most intimate, looking at the murderous aura of forbearance and suppression in the eyes of the beloved woman, and the eyes that looked at him were full of distress, Jiang Zebei still didn't understand something.

He no longer wondered who Qin Rui was, clenched the Buddhist beads in his hand, and sat down beside Chen Mengtian.

Looking at her side face, he sighed lowly.

He took her hand and squeezed it gently, and Chen Mengtian held his wrist with his backhand and probed his pulse.