She persuaded Asa Sangmo to make a bird, but Asa Sang went towards the woman step by step.

"How many doctors have come here, because they are reluctant to pay attention to the little girl who looks like this, but it is you, the girl." Assa-san walked forward, but gave his wife hope.

Madame burst into tears and stared at Asa-san. Assan-sang gave Mrs. a smile, and passively followed behind Asa-san, stopping for a while, and arrived in front of the woman.

The woman was quiet, basically no longer breathing, Asa Sang approached the woman, held the woman's hand, and transmitted his spiritual power to the woman through the palm, and the woman suddenly became glorious, and a long-lost red appeared on her face.

When the lady and the lord saw this, where was there any unhappiness.

"Girl, look at it, but does it matter?"

"What do the rest of the people say?" Asasan is not in a hurry to treat the disease immediately, but wants to see what the same disease looks like in the eyes of the rest.

"When the rest of the people see the little girl like this, nine times out of ten, they let them take care of the aftermath." The old man is full of tears.

"It's okay." Qiansang said again: "I need to talk to your young lady, at this moment, but I don't need you by my side, I and my apprentice can do it, I am the one who harms her, the reason why I dismiss you, this is the first, she suddenly got better, and I can't stand it emotionally when I see you." ”

"This time, when you see her wake up, you naturally ask questions, this question, she will be weaker than before, so I just ask you to go out, if you really don't worry, just wait at the door for a while." She said.

"Yes, yes, yes." The lord believed in Asa-san very much, and when he saw that Mrs. was indifferent, he pulled Mrs. to go, and Mrs. cried, and the two left, and Asa-san let the rest of the people in the house go.

Now, the surroundings are quiet, even if a needle falls on the ground, it can be heard clearly, and in this vacuum-like silence, it seems to hear her own heartbeat, bang, bang, bang, but like a drum.

"Oh my God, do you really have the ability to bring the dead back to life?"

"Or there is." Qiansang didn't dare to be full of calculations, now, it was time for her to look forward to hearing and asking, before, she could save Yan Xuanfeng to survive, in fact, it was not entirely her credit, where did she have that ability? It's nothing more than catching the power of the Immortal King.

At this moment, she saw the clues, but she understood that everything needed her own strength, and she saw that Qiansang's calm and unhurried appearance did not look like a sloppy look, she was also quiet, and took a small step back to observe the woman.

"Hundred flowers are ashamed, flowers are ashamed, flowers are ashamed." Assan's voice was low and pleasant, and her lips approached the girl's ears inch by inch, and the sound was pervasive, entering the girl's ear holes, and the girl suddenly squirmed her long eyelashes and opened her beautiful eyes.

"Oh, you're awake." She had just memorized the girl's name, and if she didn't call the girl's name correctly, the girl would not wake up anyway, but at this moment, he called out the girl's name, and Baihua opened her eyes shyly and weakly, and in the hazy sight, there were two strange women.

She was so weak that she had no fear, and in the last half-asleep time, strangers often came to see her, and she knew that it was the doctor that her father and mother had sought for her.

"How do you feel?"

"Thirsty." The girl could barely say these two words, her voice was bleak, and the driver was sick.

"Give her water?" Although he said that he didn't know him, after all, he still drew a knife to help when he saw that the road was uneven, not to mention that saving this girl was promised by Qiansang

"Charming!" Just when Mingmei was about to give her water to drink, Qiansang suddenly glanced at her, and in this way, Mingmei looked back in confusion.

"Do what?"

"I didn't ...... There is no hurry. Assan's hand was still holding with the girl, and she naturally couldn't see the trick, but the girl felt that the energy in her body was like a treasure, and it was gradually excavated, and the girl sat up straight.

"I seem, okay." There was a happy light in Baihuashy's clear eyes, and Mingmei looked at this light in her eyes, and Baihuasha turned her head and looked at Qiansang. "Is it a return to the light? It must have come back to light, right? Is it a return to the light? ”

The girl's hand grabbed Asa-san.

Asa-san didn't immediately explain, "It's okay, you can tell me your story now." ”

"I ...... Not...... There is no story. The girl's eyes flickered, and even her tone flickered, and she said softly: "Don't worry, you just need to tell me your story, and I will probably be able to save you." ”

"Really?"

"I won't lie to you." Seeing them ask and answer, she completely became an outsider, but how did Qian-san know that people have stories? Is it from this girl's sick and broken body? Or is it from the beautiful eyes of this girl?

Mingmei never knew, she could only stare at the two of them, Shaoqing, Qiansang smiled, "Say it." The girl nodded, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and was about to eat melon seeds, Assan-sang saw this scene, and the girl explained: "I have liked to eat melon seeds since I was a child. ”

"Hmm." Asa-san nodded.

"These are papaya-flavored melon seeds, they're delicious." The girl was not stingy, she gave both Assan-sang and Mingmei, and Mingmei saw that Assan-sang ate it, and she became a melon-eating crowd, the girl's eyes fluttered, and her eyelashes couldn't hide her heavy thoughts.

"A year ago, I went to Qingdao with a girl and met a white-faced scholar." The girl said this, this strange opening remark, although it was different from what Asa-san expected, but it was not far off, because the girl said so emotionally, Asa-san's heart shook.

Then, I heard the girl say, "Since then, my heart has been pounding, the man is collecting medicine and he is still singing." ”

"Singing?" For this story, Assan-sang has guessed, this is not an ordinary man, but I'm afraid, this is an out-and-out demon, this man's singing voice must be a weapon used to capture people's souls, and this man must not be a normal person, but a demon.

"yes, singing." Baihua said shyly.

"Well...... "If it comes, then it will be safe, and she must find out this matter," what song is the man singing? ”

"I had already forgotten the rumors of the Heart Sutra at that time, I went to chase after the girl, but the man left the cliff, got on the boat, and gradually went away, I watched him leave."

"Oops, it's lovesickness." Whispering.

In fact, according to this description, Assan-san also understands that nine times out of ten it is lovesickness, but how can Asa-san say it?

"I ...... I sang to her too. ”

"Remember?"

"I came up with it, and even though it was improvised, I remember it very clearly." She said while singing: "Tonight, the boat is in the middle of the stream, today and Japan, you have to be in the same boat with the prince, shame is good, not ashamed, and the heart is troubled......"

"The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy." I have to say that this song of the girl is low and playful, charming and amorous, and ordinary men, as long as they listen to these songs, their hearts must have become soft, "So, what about that guy?" She asked.

"You've always had a deep affection for him, but I'm afraid that he has noticed your presence too." Assa-sang said, and the woman sighed sadly, "I didn't think so, but then I found out that it was my wishful thinking, and I certainly thought so, but he never had that kind of heart for me." ”

"In this way, things are strange, and then what, is there no later?" Asa-san wanted to know the follow-up of this incident, "I ......" the girl seemed to be excited, pulling Asa-san and muttering pleadingly-"If I tell you what happened after this, you can't tell anyone." ”

In fact, in the process of Assang's diagnosis and treatment, during the whole process, Mrs. and the master were outside, and they listened to the chattering conversation between the two people in the room outside the door, and Mrs. wiped away her tears when she heard this.