Professor Bayara was also tired for days, and had already fallen asleep, and he had been woken up again in less than two hours. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Quickly change my dressing, and tie the gauze on my back tighter!"

"What are you going to do, kid? Are you going to go out and get into trouble again? No, you can't move around now, and I won't be able to save you if you get infected again!" Professor Bayara said, rubbing his eyes, putting on his glasses.

"I'm going to leave for at least five days! I'll leave to you in these five days! I've taken care of this hospital, and I'll pay for it!"

Professor Bayara knew he couldn't control the child, he had grown up and his wings were stiff. I had to return the medicine on his back first, tie him tightly with gauze again, get him some painkillers, and tell him not to make too many movements to break open the wound.

This kid has always wanted to go, and no one can stop him. He changed his clothes and rushed out of the hospital without even bringing food and drink.

At the entrance of the hospital, Yun Qiang was sitting on the steps and was smoking, when he felt a wind blowing behind him, and turned around and saw Wushuang rushing out in a hurry.

"Master, where are you going? Hey, you...... Are you waiting for me? You guys, come with me!"

It was already sunset, and there was a vast scene on the prairie, and the man dragged his tired body and dragged his scars on the road again. He wants to fight against death, and he wants to take his good sister back from death.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Bayan Ula Mountain!" Wushuang rode on a horse galloping across the vast grassland, and there was no indication that he was a seriously injured patient.

"Huh? where is ...... No one has ever come out alive in that place! I used to hear that there seemed to be a temple inside, but the monks inside the temple had never been out of the mountain in their lives, and no one knew what was going on inside. "He is a Mongolian, and he knows the danger of this Bayan-Ula Mountain.

"That's because Lao Tzu didn't go! If I go, there will be an exception! Don't grind, if you want to get out of here, no one will let you accompany me. ”

No broken mouth, everyone knows. However, although Wushuang's words were unpleasant and harsh, he didn't really want to drive away Yun Qiang, now only Yun Qiang was left by his side, he was sick and tired, and he needed such a person to protect him. Of course, Wushuang also trusted Yun Qiang to say this, and didn't treat him as an outsider. His loyalty no longer needs to be proven.

In the ward, the witch doctor Hai Rigu danced a strange dance, he kept shaking his waist, and several strings of copper bells hanging from his waist sounded to a strange rhythm. He danced and sang melodies that no one could understand, babbling.

With a thud, his body fell heavily, and outside the door, Professor Bayara and Monalo looked through the glass window in horror.

"He fainted?" Professor Monalo saw for the first time a man dance.

"No, it's a shaman performing a psychic ritual. Professor Bayara said.

After a while, I saw that Hai Rigu's body began to shake violently, and the corners of his mouth were foaming at the mouth. He suddenly opened his eyes with a sinister look in his eyes. He...... He didn't even have a white eye!

"What are you looking at?" Toya asked curiously when he went to the street to buy a new set of clothes for Ma Ya and just came back, seeing two old men peeping in front of the ward.

"Don't look!" Professor Bayara chased them both away, and the witch doctor was forbidden to outsiders to watch them. Whether it is a ghost or a god or a Buddha, they are not allowed to be peeped at, otherwise they will be easily counterattacked. Professor Bayara has studied many of the Beihu cultures and is aware of their taboos.

Like a demon, the old man approached Ma Ya's bedside step by step, and then leaned down and blew lightly into Ma Ya's mouth. Then his body shuddered again and leaned back heavily.

This is a breath of evil spirit, suppressing evil with evil, and what he was on just now is not a serious play, the witch doctor asked the god to say good, but I'm afraid I can't say if I can invite the gods once in my life, most of them are those lonely ghosts who have no one to worship.

He gasped roughly, his face was pale and pale, as the witch doctor got older and older, the skill spent on asking the gods to go up each time was getting bigger and bigger, this time it was an old ghost who was more than two hundred years old, as a bargaining chip in exchange, the eagle master was willing to sacrifice his ten years of cultivation for him in exchange for a few more days of yang energy for Ma Ya.

"Girl, you must hold on! We have done everything we should have done for you, you don't want to let him down! The rest depends on your own willpower, and no one can help you. The eagle master leaned on Ma Ya's ear and said softly.

Ma Ya didn't respond, she still lay quietly on the hospital bed, but after the words of the eagle master just now, her fingers shook violently, and then she returned to her dead appearance.

"How is she?" Professor Monalo asked Lord Eagle outside the ward.

It's hard to imagine what it would be like for a national medical worker, an authority on medicine, to discuss his illness with a shaman. Of course, he was a Manchu, and the Manchus and Mongols had much in common in their beliefs. The Manchus also have shamans, they also have their witch doctors, and even Professor Bayara can dance the great gods, but they are still worse than the orthodox gods.

"I have a few more days to live for her, but I am not optimistic, this girl ......" He looked left and right, and knew that it was an insult to modern medicine to talk about these things in the hospital, but the whole hospital was covered by Wushuang, except for a few nurses who came and went, there were no outsiders.

"Master Eagle, please speak, you don't have to hide anything from me, you and I are also old acquaintances. "Professor Bayara had also met the Eagle Master when he was young, and he had an argument with him over some strange methods of the shaman, because the methods of the witch doctor were completely contrary to modern medical theories.

"Does the professor want the young master to save her?"

"What do you need to say? Lord Ying should be able to see that this girl is the closest person to that kid, and she is likely to become the daughter-in-law of the Dong family in the future!"

"Huh...... I don't think so. "Although the witch doctor shaman does not master the art of divination like the heirs of the golden point, the shaman is psychic and can see people's past and present lives, and all good and bad karma cannot escape their discerning eyes.

"Oh, what do you mean by that? I think the Twins are very rare for her. ”

The eagle master said that everything pays attention to a cycle of cause and effect, and this girl met the young master in this life and repeatedly saved him because of a bad relationship between the two in the previous life. If the young master retrieves the rhodiola king this time and saves her, the debts of the two will be paid off, and they don't owe each other, since the debts have been repaid, how can there be fate?

"If that's the case, maybe it's a relief for her, and it's a good thing, our young master doesn't know what I still know, this kid is a lover, he is merciful everywhere, and he hasn't grown up yet. Ma Ya and she may not know how many vinegar jars they will break in the future, but to borrow your auspicious words, I only hope that the twins can create a miracle and save her life, and nothing else matters. ”