Giving Zhan Zangtian a grateful and touching look, he decided that although he hated someone who was taller and stronger than himself, this big man had to be excluded from the list of those he hated. This person simply perfectly interpreted that I was strong, but my heart was very delicate and considerate and gentle.

Nimad, what's the look of this?! Bobobobo, rows of cute little chicken skins crawled around Zhan Zangtian's body, and made a big shivering. Zhan Zangtian moved his feet and instantly pulled him at least three feet away from Old Master Ouyang. Looking at Old Master Ouyang seemed to be seeing a fatal bacteria.

Bomb! A big and beautiful cross appeared on the forehead of Mr. Ouyang. He decided to take back his previous decision. He wanted to put this guy on the list of the people he hated the most, and also make a key mark, which will not change for ten thousand years.

"I'll take a look now." When Old Master Ouyang couldn't help but want to rush, Master Qingyun responded. In an instant, Old Master Ouyang's attention was diverted and the alarm was lifted.

"Master, how about it?" Seeing that Taoist Qingyun let go of his hand, Old Master Yang immediately stepped forward and asked (Old Master Ouyang was biting the handkerchief aside. This sentence was obviously what someone wanted to ask, so how can I take the lead).

"Don't worry, she is just a little weak. It should be caused by the previous soul-losing. I will prescribe a prescription later and then slowly adjust it. Everything else is fine. If nothing unexpected happens, she will wake up later." Taoist Priest Qingyun nodded to Mr. Yang, indicating that he didn't need to worry anymore.

"That's good!" Old Master Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a little floating under his feet. The fear of the past few days was almost overwhelming the old man who was nearly 70 years old.

"Woo~" A soft voice sounded, and seeing that this person was really talking nonsense, just as he was talking, this person was moving.

Two slender eyebrows frowned, and the eyelids twitched a few times. The agile eyes covered under the long eyelashes slowly opened a slit, but soon narrowed as if they couldn't stand the strong light in the room.

"Woo~, it hurts!" Jinxiu's fingertips moved, but she was unable to lift her arm. She felt like she was now like someone who hadn't exercised for n years. She suddenly ran a long marathon. Every bone and a muscle in her body were so painful. She even felt that she was about to part with her. Otherwise, how could it hurt like this?

"It hurts? Girl, where do you hurt?" When Mr. Ouyang heard his baby granddaughter crying, he almost jumped up. Didn't Master Qingyun just say that it was okay? Why is Jinxiu called pain here? His children know that although Jinxiu is not as hard-skinned as his own little brats who are not worry-free. However, with Jinxiu's temperament, unless he is unbearable, this girl is definitely a person who swallows teeth and blood, and will never be called pain or fatigue.

"Grandpa, you want to murder!" When Mr. Ouyang's hand was put on Jinxiu, Jinxiu suddenly screamed.

When Jinxiu called out, Master Ouyang immediately withdrew his hand back as if he was electrocuted, and asked a little at a loss: "What's wrong, grandpa hurts you? Will the place you just now hurt? Where else, where else is there?" Old Master Ouyang's eyes were full of heartache. What's going on? There was no wound or bruises in the place he touched, and he didn't have any force. Why did the girl Jinxiu scream?

"I hurt everywhere now," Jinxiu cried, "Grandpa, are you sure there weren't one or two cars before, and I was pressing over me? Why do I feel that I'm almost broken up now?"

Looking at Jinxiu like this, Old Master Yang breathed a sigh of relief and pressed over. This girl thought she was grinding. OK, seeing that this girl could still talk, it should be fine, at least her brain should be fine. As for her feeling that she was hurt all over..., Old Master Yang looked at Master Qingyun to see if he knew something.

"Let me take a look." Taoist Qingyun's fingertips hit Jinxiu's vein again with Jinxiu's squeaking teeth.

"Nothing happened." Taoist Master Qingyun shook his head, "It's just that his muscles and bones are a little tired. I will prescribe a side medicine later and take a medicine bath to relieve it."

"Wait!" When I heard that there was a way to cure the pain. Old Master Ouyang said a word, and then disappeared instantly. He quickly ran out again, holding the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his hand, and holding it in front of Taoist Qingyun with his legs, "Master, please use it, I am afraid that you will not be used to those signature pens, so I have found you this set of brushes." Then he looked at Taoist Qingyun.

Looking at the set of pen, ink, paper and inkstones that Mr. Ouyang held up, Mr. Yang couldn't help but feel his heart thumped, and he almost made the reluctance in his heart come to his face. This old guy Ouyang is not good, and his eyes are quite good at picking things. You must know that the set of four treasures of the study that Mr. Ouyang brought over is Mr. Yang's heart treasure, and the old objects that he is Qing Yishui cannot bear to use easily when practicing calligraphy and painting, but he didn't expect that he was turned on by this guy.

"Good pen, good ink, good paper." Taoist Priest Qingyun put away his last stroke, gently blew the ink on the paper, sighed, and then he handed the prescription to Ouyang, who had been scratching his ears and heads, stretched his head and was anxious to teach his father.

"I'll go and prep the medicine now!" As soon as the prescription was obtained and after leaving this sentence, Old Master Ouyang immediately wanted to escape.

"Ah, wait!" Taohua suddenly called out to Mr. Ouyang, "And I am here." Taohua said, holding a pen to write quickly on the paper, "Please prepare these medicines together, and you will use them when Sister Jian'er wakes up." These medicines are not ready in the space. If this old man wants to go to the medicine shop to pick up medicine, please ask him to prepare them together.

"Okay!" My benefactor wanted to use it, so what else could he say? Old Master Ouyang took the paper handed over by Taohua. Seeing that everyone had no instructions, he turned around and called the guard to prepare the car, while running downstairs quickly. His legs and feet were so quick that they didn't look like an old man, but they were as nimble as a monkey.

"What's wrong with Jian'er?" It was not until then that Jinxiu noticed that Jian'er was actually in her room, and why did she seem to be in a coma? What's wrong?
Chapter completed!