Grumpy Cat's Way Home

When Song Xi went back, his footsteps were a little sloppy, his mind was noisy, and all kinds of terminology and medicinal nouns filled his mind.

All morning, her mind was running at high intensity.In the afternoon, Lao Lin saw that her little face was so pale that she couldn't even block the redness of her misty lips, so he sat up to show the patient.

While watching it, I talked about how to dialectize this situation, and why the dialectical result is this and not that.Why use this prescription as the main prescription, and why should it be combined with other medicinal materials.

After listening to it all afternoon, Song Xi had the feeling of being crushed and then reassembled when he was in shape.

Today, when Lao Lin closed the door, Song Xi tidied up and went back to clean up. He was too tired and had to sleep.

Lao Lin looked at the child with sloppy steps in front of him, and smiled. He has been able to hold on until now and has not given up.

And the subsequent performance is getting better and better, he is a malleable talent.

"I'm so tired and still walking back, using my body as bait, this Song Xi is so active, what exactly is he asking for?" Wang Yan stood on a rooftop in the distance, puzzled.

"Is there anything a fox can't give her?" He remembered the fox's unfeeling request.

"Yes, longevity, who is she asking for longevity?"

It's no wonder that Wang Yan didn't expect that Grandma Zhang's lifespan has increased by one century, to 92.He didn't think the two people would be asking for the same person, otherwise why didn't the fox just ask Liang Ji.

After checking the people around Song Xi, the others didn't have this need.

What is so special about this Zhang Cui, why someone repeatedly prolongs her life, seeing what she did, there is nothing special about it, Wang Yan is also puzzled.

No matter, you will know by then.Wang Yan watched Song Xi disappear at the gate of the community, and his figure also disappeared.

Song Xi fell asleep as soon as he got home.

Li Liang also returned to his home, washed away the exhaustion of the day, sat down and continued to practice.

Mo Ziyin watched as the lights in the opposite house went out, and he transformed into multiple bodies, entering the dream of those missing people and their relatives.

Another week passed, and Song Xi grew up amidst the ravages, and the waiting time outside the clinic became less and less.

Song Xi didn't get anything nearby, so after closing the door at night, he ran to tens of miles or hundreds of miles to investigate, to see if there were any clues.

With the help of "cloud", she let go of her spiritual consciousness on the cloud layer, covering the surrounding area, saving her a lot of leg strength.

Nothing was found, but in a deep mountain more than 300 miles away, there was an ancient tree of unknown age, lush and full of vitality.

The trunk was already hollow, but when Song Xi probed further, it seemed that he had encountered an invisible barrier, and he couldn't go in any further.

Song Xi had seen the nearly 5000-year-old cypress in Xuanyuan Temple, and this one was not too far behind.

5000 years, that's when Nuwa repaired the sky.In front of it, I can only be regarded as an ant, Song Xi did not continue to detect.

"Mr. Old Tree, er, ma'am? Please bless me to find those missing ghosts as soon as possible. Grandma Zhang can't wait any longer." Song Xi bowed to the ancient tree, turned and left.

The information Mo Ziyin found in the dream was similar to what they knew now, and the suspicion of relatives who committed the crime was ruled out.

While searching in the dream, I discovered some hidden things that only the person concerned knew.

For some cases involving violations of the criminal law, Li Liang went to investigate and confirm them together, and submitted them to the judge.

Thanks to this, many unresolved cases were solved, and Wang Yan looked at Mo Ziyin with less coldness and more guard.

It was another ordinary day, Lao Lin was sitting on a chair sipping tea, watching Song Xi who was busy over there.

"Old Lin, I'm not sure about this, please help me to see." Song Xi shook his head.

The patient was overjoyed. Ever since this little doctor went out to see the doctor, the clinic fee was only a symbolic fee. This is equivalent to seeing an expert account for the intern doctor's fee.

Lao Lin walked over to check his pulse, and then took another look at Song Xi's diagnosis.

"Touch it again, touch mine again." Lao Lin also put his hand in front of Song Xi.

As soon as the hand was placed on Lao Lin's wrist, a familiar feeling came over.
It feels like an ancient tree, this exuberant vitality, could it be that my cat can transform, but can't plants transform?

Song Xi understood, and took another look at Lao Lin.

The hand touched the pulse of the patient in front of him again, as if pressing on a hard rock, snapping his fingers.This is the Tanshi vein, one of the dead veins written in the book.

Song Xi glanced at Lao Lin questioningly, and Lao Lin slightly nodded his head.

As if something was blocking his chest, Song Xi took a long breath.

He got up and poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it slowly.

"Oh, it's time to go to the bathroom, Lao Lin, help me push it up." Song Xi walked out clutching his stomach.

When I came out, I heard Lao Lin say: "You are fine, just go back and rest for two more days." Then I heard the patient joke: "I am not used to Dr. Lin not being mean."

Something flowed down, and for the first time, Song Xi faced the feeling of powerlessness, and for the first time, she sincerely hoped that Lao Lin would scold her, saying why she was wrong again, and where did her mind go.

The patient was scolded by him, do you think you don't have enough life to live like this?
Squatting on the edge of the square, watching the people coming and going around her, the goddess remained silent until the lights came on.

The clinic closed, Lao Lin took some food and drink, and squatted by the side of the square with Song Xi.

"Old Lin." Song Xi called out, then stood up again, "Mr. Old Tree."

Lao Lin greeted her, and the two sat on chairs by the square.

Opened the drink and took a sip, it was the taste of sour plum juice.

"What do you mean your grandma Zhang can't wait?"

Song Xi briefly talked about Grandma Zhang.

"As long as you are sincere, gold and stone can be opened, I believe you can do it." Lao Lin comforted.

"How did you get here? Couldn't it be that your mouth was chopped off?" Song Xi asked after regaining his spirit.

"It's about the same." Lao Lin sighed.

Song Xi:? !

"I grew up on the mountain, and I didn't mess with anyone. One day, a frustrated young man came and got stuck on my tree."

"The young man wandered around there after he was baffled, and then one day a group of young people camping came there."

"Playing and playing there, singing, dancing and taking pictures, he also ran over to join in the fun."

"Later, his shadow appeared in the photo."

"It frightened the group of people, and finally recruited a powerful power."

"Da Neng asked me why I didn't stop that young man from doing it, and I said it was none of my business."

"In order to let the young people return to the place they should return to, and at the same time punish me a little, Da Neng teleported me and the young people here."