"Woooooooooo......oo There can be no ...... Uncle Ji...... This child is the only chance...... There is no Gong Jing...... She won't accept anyone else...... Please...... Be sure to save the child...... Woowoo woo ......"

Lin Yiyi cried hysterically and almost knelt in front of him.

Ji Zhong immediately supported her, his eyes full of embarrassment, and he choked up: "Madam, what you said, the old man understands!"

In this case, you and your husband will go out first and give the old man a little time, okay? ”

"Okay, then it's going to trouble Uncle Ji." Yang Hui grabbed Lin Yiyi, didn't dare to delay them here, and dragged her to the door.

"Woooooooooo......oo Xue'er ......" Lin Yiyi looked back at Jian Junxi on the bed, and tears couldn't stop sliding out of her eyes.

The heart was like a flood beast constantly biting, enduring and enduring, and finally dragging his heavy legs out of the door.

"Hey......" Ji Zhong sighed and continued to boil the medicine.

"Master, are you sure?" Wen Hao asked in a trembling voice.

The amount of bleeding is too large, and if the uterus is not clear, it may be dangerous for adults, gynecology is not her strong point, so in this situation, he doesn't know how to save it at all?

"No matter what, you have to try any way, race against time, the child and her must be protected!"

After Ji Zhong finished speaking, he took out the paper and notebook, wrote down a few flavors of medicine, and said with a calm face: "These flavors of medicine are not available here, you go to the store to get them, hurry up!" ”

"Okay!" Wen Hao didn't even look at it, and ran desperately out of the door with the paper.

Deep in the forest

The man was holding Jian Junxi's information and looking at it again and again, his thick eyebrows getting tighter and tighter, because a set of photos appeared on the Internet.

A group photo of several boys, about ten years old, one of them is Jian Junxi, the real Jian Junxi.

And the photo was posted by his elementary school classmates, and one of the passages was written like this:

"People have really changed a lot, back then, they said they wanted to be good brothers for life, but some people said they would leave and no longer contact anyone.

I heard that we have laid a piece of heaven in Kyoto, we dare not climb high, brother, or bless you, the road ahead, the better and better! ”

Although it was deleted after only ten minutes, it was still discovered by someone with a heart.

He took out another photo of Jian Junxi, although his hairstyle was slightly longer and slightly curly, he was wearing a white shirt, and his facial features were equally exquisite.

But if you look closely, you can still be sure that these are two different people, and Jian Junxi's facial features are more exquisite!

His dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his large hands tapped on the table again and again, as if he had thought of some possibility.

......There was a knock on the door of the study.

"Enter!" The man dropped the photo in his hand and looked at the door, only to see a middle-aged man striding in.

He is about fifty years old, with black hair, narrow eyes, shrewdness, a slightly collapsed nose, and extremely thin lips.

There is a small red mole under the corner of the eye, which adds a hint of charm and gives people the illusion of a flower.

"Second master, Jian Junxi came out today, sealed the Bliss Mountain, went up alone for a few hours, and just went back!"

The man glanced at his face and glanced down at the information on the table.

"What did he do up there?" There was a touch of ruthlessness in the man's dark eyes, treacherous and unpredictable.

"The monk said to ask for Buddha!" The man put his hands on his chest, not daring to be disrespectful.

"Oh? What to ask for? His large, bony hands shifted to his legs, his fingers tapping rhythmically, as if he thought it was interesting.

(End of chapter)