Chapter 850: Coming Out

Genius remembered for a second, "Love โ™‚ รท small? Say โ†’', provide you with wonderful novels to read. The wind was a little silly to ask by her.

Who is his father?

This is a question he often asks until he was ten years old, but his mother never answers.

I asked a lot, and sometimes my mother would say that he came out of the crack in the stone, and that she gave it to him when she bought the baked cakes.

All kinds of strange answers made him drunk too.

At one time, he really thought that he was the son of the lady who used to buy baked cakes on the street.

When he was too old, his mother told him that his father was dead.

She and her father turned against each other, and the two never saw each other again after they separated.

That time, I was crying in front of him.

Since then, Kaze-in-ryu has never asked about his father.

What if he has a father or not, he is the young master of the Falling Heaven Pavilion, it is enough to have a powerful grandfather, and a mother who loves him.

He no longer asks about these things, which makes his mother sad.

This question, which has not been asked and I don't want to be asked for many years, was asked by Song Yi so suddenly.

He was also confused.

"Is my mother's illness related to my father?" Wind in the flow thought of the reason.

Song Yi nodded, and shook his head again: "It's okay to say it's related, it's not relevant to say it's not related, I suspect that it was your father who once extended your mother's life." โ€

Feng Zhongliu shook his head: "It's impossible, if he really has this ability, why don't he just cure his mother." โ€

Song Yi smiled: "This is just my speculation, because your mother's poison itself is chronic, he shot at that time, at least he had to prick silver needles every day, change the prescription and keep trying, they have been together for at least one to two years, if it is not your father, it must be someone who pleases your mother." โ€

No, who wants to put so much thought into it.

There are really few noble doctors in the world.

"If that's the case, then it's even more likely that you won't find that person, and my mother just doesn't want this life, and she definitely doesn't want to have any more contact with him." Feng Zhongliu knew her mother's temperament, and if she was still willing to have something to do with that person, she would never have been reluctant to mention it to him for so many years.

"You have to think of a way, if your mother doesn't say it, the people or things around her can provide clues."

Windy Jaw: "I will." โ€

"That person's medical skills are above me, this time your mother's body, if you want to prolong your life, I have a way, but this method is too dangerous, I don't dare to start, if I can find that person, we can join forces together, it is possible to succeed." Song Yi is authentic.

Feng Zhongliu frowned: "I know, I'll ask someone to check immediately, you go to accompany Xiao Baozi first." โ€

Song Yi nodded and parted ways with him at the cloister.

Feng Zhongliu pondered in his heart, whether to let the people of Xuantie Order investigate this matter.

But those people have all listened to their mothers, and they will definitely not do anything to be sorry for their mothers.

It is estimated that if they find them, they will not comply, and maybe they will tell their mother in the blink of an eye, which will startle the snake. ใ€ๆ„›โ†‘ๅŽปโ–ณๅฐโ†“่ชชโ–ณ็ถฒ Qu ใ€‘

The one who knows this best should be his maternal grandfather's family.

It's just that after the death of my grandfather and my grandmother, there was no one left in my grandfather's family.

By the way, there is a grandmother who is still alive.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhongliu hurriedly summoned Baili and instructed: "I found someone, and the deity went to ask in person." โ€

Baili should be, retreat.

Kaze-ryu was anxious in her heart, her mother's body became like this because of him, and she gave him life with her life.

Although his mother said that she gave birth to him for the sake of the Feng family's incense.

But he knew that his mother didn't mean it.

When he was a child, his mother used to look at him in a daze, wanting to see another person through him.

At that time, he didn't understand that this was emotional sustenance, but now he does.

Mother should love her father, or hate it.

But after all, there must be feelings, whether they are love or hate.

Whether or not that person can really cure his mother's illness, he will let her see him again.

At dinnertime, everyone had dinner together.

Song Yi took the opportunity to tell Feng Lingshuang her plans.

"The poison of the Wind Pavilion Lord is now seriously damaged to the heart, and the muscles in it are necrotic, so if you want to prolong your life, you have to cut open your chest and operate on your heart, but I also saw this method done by my master once, and that time it was not done by ****, so I am not sure."

Jiang Shiya exclaimed: "Cut open the chest, can that person survive?" โ€

Song Yi smiled: "It's okay according to what my master said." โ€

Kaze-ryu calmly asked, "How sure are you of surviving?" โ€

Song Yi frowned slightly: "The probability is not great, three percent...... This was done with another doctor who was at least as skilled as me. โ€

Feng Lingshuang nodded calmly: "That is to say, if I want to extend my life by one year, I have to gamble with my current life." โ€

Song Yi said solemnly: "Wind Pavilion Master, you have muscle necrosis in your heart, and you may die at any time. โ€

Song Yi is by no means alarmist, Feng Lingshuang's illness may be closed in the next second.

Feng Lingshuang smiled: "Divine Doctor Song, I know my body." โ€

"Because of this, the younger generation wants to persuade the Wind Pavilion Master to accept this kind of precedent-breaking surgery, there is a saying that a dead horse should also be a live horse doctor, not to mention that there is a thirty percent chance."

The wind is flowing on the side, and the mood is complicated, which is a difficult choice to choose.

It's like the question of children.

Feng Zhongliu wanted to scold God a little, after the age of ten, he has been smooth and smooth, everything is successful, even Yin Lihe has been avoiding him and has never been troubled.

So far, he is facing the difficult choices of his mother's life and the grievances of his beloved woman.

Life is really not easy.

"Liu'er, what do you say?" Feng Lingshuang looked at the wind in the middle.

Feng Zhongliu raised his head, his eyes firm: "Mother, we can't accept fate." โ€

Feng Lingshuang snorted lightly: "Then I'll listen to you, it's just that Doctor Song said that he wants a divine doctor to cooperate, who is this divine doctor?" โ€

"This, Wind Pavilion Master, if you can find the master back then, the junior can increase the success rate to fifty percent." Song Yi said with a smile.

Stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, Pavilion Master, you won't turn your face with me, right?

Unexpectedly, Feng Lingshuang was not angry, but sighed, and said with some sadness: "I can't find it, he is not in this world at all." โ€

The faces of the three of them changed in the wind, what do you mean by that?

Could it be that the man is dead?

"Mother, don't you know where he is, how do you know that he is dead."

Feng Lingshuang shook her head: "In short, if he is not in this world, it is impossible for us to find him." โ€

Feng Zhongliu was in a hurry: "Mother, count your son begging you, this is about your life, let go of the past grievances." โ€

Feng Lingshuang ignored him, drank two sips of soup in silence, and let the Qiu Pavilion Lord help him into the inner room.

When he walked to the curtain, he said softly, "Come to me after eating." โ€

The wind was overjoyed, and my mother was going to tell herself what had happened back then. Reading, a better reading experience.