At the door of the study, Yiqing was dressed in black and looked at the direction where Yingluo left with complicated eyes.

The phantom zombie in the study was still making shrill screams. Yiqing glanced at it and didn't know what spell he was chanting. The phantom immediately turned into a wisp of smoke, and its soul was also wiped out.

If it weren't for Mo Zifei, he would not be alive until now. So the meaning of his life is to help Mo Zifei ascend the throne of the King of Light and build Mo Zifei's world.

Now there seems to be a bond...

In the old lady's hall, the old lady was playing with the white bone hairpin that was sent to her in the dark night. This white bone hairpin was made from a severed coccyx of a unicorn. When you put it against the back of your hand, you can feel the warmth.

One can imagine how precious it is.

She had wanted this for a long time, and An Ye stole the bone hairpin from the God Realm and made a deal with her, causing her to lose a lot of things...

"Madam, I've invited the doctor here." Mei Gui smiled and carried a male zombie who looked decent but had a big beard. The male zombie was holding a medicine box in his hand and was panting.

It looked like he was being driven over by Mei Gui.

Xiao Lige's heart tightened and she unconsciously looked at the door of the lobby, but there was no body there.

Why hasn't Mo Zifei come yet? Could it be that because she said something he shouldn't have said this morning, he has been holding a grudge in his heart and doesn't even care about his own life or death?

The palms of my hands were already sweating nervously, and they were trembling even when I breathed.

The zombie doctor who originally looked gentle now looked as scary as a demon from hell.

Seeing her look, Mei Gui's suspicion became more and more certain. Looking at her, the doctor nodded and walked forward and said in a formal manner: "Mrs. Side, please give me your right hand, and I will take your pulse."

Xiao Lige smiled awkwardly, even the corners of her mouth were stiff.

The old lady who was playing with the bone hairpin stopped at this moment, took the bone hairpin away and said in a calm tone: "Doctor Du, you have to take your pulse carefully and prescribe medicine. This child is my eldest great-grandson. If something goes wrong,

What went wrong, you know the consequences."

A trace of fear appeared on Dr. Du's originally calm face. He was planning to go to the mountain to collect herbs, but Miss Mei Gui suddenly came and called him. She said that she must take Mrs. Side's pulse. Who?

Thinking that taking this pulse would be life-threatening. It's really difficult for the doctor.

After wiping the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, Doctor Du put down the medicine box and repeated what he just said.

"Mrs. Side, don't worry and let me take your pulse. I heard that you were feeling a little unwell this morning. I'll check your pulse and then I'll know."

Asking him to feel his pulse? Isn't that the same as sticking his head out and cutting it off?

Xiao Lige shook his head: "I'm fine. I've been fine for a long time. I just need to eat to hold on..."

"Oh, Mrs. Side, what are you afraid of!" Mei Gui said with a smile on her face: "Why do you want the doctor to check your pulse and feel like you are going to behead your head..."

"Mei Gui!" The old lady frowned and said in a displeased tone: "Why don't you behead your head instead of beheading it? This is unlucky for the child in the belly of a pregnant woman."

Mei Gui restrained her smile and did not dare to be too presumptuous. She just waited for Xiao Lige to stretch out her hand.
Chapter completed!