My little junior sister’s breasts are fierce and super strong

"Little Yu girl, don't worry, they are not valuable because you are blind. You are the biological child of Yun Niang and I when you come to my Song family. If Ashu dares to bully you, just tell us, I will serve him in the family law." !”

Now it was Jiang Qingyu's turn to laugh or cry.

She had long since stopped caring about the Jiang family. She was lucky to be able to recognize Song Shu's parents as her adoptive fathers and mothers. After all, the Song family had a great business, so just based on her future expenses, she felt that selling herself was not a loss.

However, she glanced at Song Shu, who was also dumbfounded: "It's really hard for the sworn brother. He has to take care of his family before he bows down. Have the two elders forgotten that Song Shu is still sick?"

Since we have to worship, tea is indispensable.

Jiang Qingyu immediately brewed a pot from the tea set in the storage space, knelt down and served tea to the two elders: "Xiaoyu pays homage to his foster father and mother!"

Father Song drank it all in one gulp, "Okay, okay, I will be Ah Shu's adopted sister from now on. Ah Shu, when you are well, you must protect Xiaoyu!"

Mother Song took a sip of tea and smiled at her husband, son, and the daughter she had been thinking about for half her life.

Today is a good day. My son has recovered and recognized his daughter.

Mother Song's smile never stopped.

Jiang Qingyu also smiled, thinking that if her mother were still alive, she would be so gentle.

It wasn't until this moment that she realized that the gap in her heart had suddenly been filled.

Tang Yuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looking at the little junior sister who was surrounded by love, he knew that the little girl would definitely agree, no matter which direction.

He silently scored in his heart that the Song family had a good family tradition and was barely worthy of Xiaoyu.

Zhou Shuning is also happy for Song Shu. One is her sweetheart who grew up with her, and the other is a friend who can be trusted with her at the first meeting. They have the best of both worlds.

The door to the alchemy room opened, and a little old man with a white beard with messy hair that looked like he had been struck by lightning walked out excitedly, holding a pill that was either round or square, stumbling, and trembling, "Hey hey. , it’s done, it’s done!!”

"Mr. Lin, are you saying that this is the legendary heart-tonifying pill that can save my son's life?!"

"That's right! Little old man, this is my first time refining it, and I didn't expect it to work!"

The little old man said as he stroked his beard twice, looking like an immortal, "Although this form is a little unsatisfactory, the efficacy of the medicine is absolutely no problem! It's just..."

Song Lang immediately shouted anxiously: "Just what!?"

The little old man: "Tsk, don't be impatient. Young people are impatient."

Song Lang was also aware of his gaffe, but when it came to the rest of his son's life, he really couldn't stay calm.

"Mr. Lin, please stop being so pretentious. Ah Shu's heart problems are also mine and Yun Niang's. Seeing that he is about to turn nineteen, how can I not be anxious!"

Not long after Song Shu was born, a wandering Sanren told the two of them that their son would not live to be nineteen.

The couple didn't believe it at first, but it wasn't until Song Shu had a high fever that he didn't go away. They went to Qingling Valley for medical treatment and found out that their son was suffering from a missing heart. Neither body nor medicine could keep him alive.

The couple then began their long journey to seek medical treatment, and even built a courtyard to live in Qingling Valley.

As Song Shu grew older, the symptoms of heart deficiency became more and more obvious.

Inability to move, stiffness of hands and feet, inability to function spiritually, inability to eat, etc. Sometimes there is even drowning syndrome where one cannot breathe!
The couple were terrified, thinking that they were suffering from drowning and couldn't breathe. If the day came that they couldn't control it, would their son have to leave them and be given to a black-haired man by a white-haired man?

They dare not imagine.

So the whole family tried their best to find the heart-tonifying elixir, and even the evening primrose, which had not been seen for thousands of years, was sent to them. This may be God's will.

Everything is still in time.

Yun Niang held Song Lang's arm and looked at Song Shu, about to cry.

Her son was so good, but he had a bad fate.She couldn't help but want to cry every time she thought about Song Shu ranking first in both houses of the Qingxiao Sect Talisman Array.

Her son was sensible, filial, and self-reliant, and he was strong in every aspect, but she failed to give him a good body.

Jiang Qingyu sighed softly and took over the words of the master of Qingling Valley, Old Lin: "It's just that no one has been refining the Heart-Building Pill for thousands of years. I don't know how effective it is or whether it will have any side effects..."

Mr. Lin glanced at Jiang Qingyu with admiration: "Yes, what this little girl said is absolutely right."

He turned his head and looked directly at Song Shu, who was in the wheelchair with an expectant look on his face: "Boy, no one knows how effective this medicine is. If we take it, we will not be able to take effective emergency measures. It will be life or death." , whether it succeeds or fails depends entirely on destiny."

"Are you willing to try the medicine?"

Song Shu firmly replied without hesitation: "I do!"

"Even if there is only a one-in-ten chance, I will try!"

"This may be my last chance. Even if, even if..." Song Shu's voice trembled slightly: "Even if it doesn't succeed, it means I have tried hard."

I will not leave with regrets because I have not worked hard. I will work hard for myself, my parents, my friends, everything I love, and everyone who loves me.

"I want to live, live brilliantly."

Zhou Shuning's eyelashes were filled with tears: "Ah Shu..."

Song Shu's mother Yun Niang burst into tears.

Song Lang, the upright head of the family in Xizhou, looked at his son with red eyes at this moment.

This is his son, a strong, brave young man.

Mr. Lin's sharp eagle eyes slowly softened, he patted Song Shu's shoulder and handed the elixir into his hand: "Good boy, you have the guts!"

"Based on these few words of yours, I, the Valley Master, can't let you down no matter what! Girl Ning, come with me!"

"Yes!" Zhou Shuning responded, but her eyes fell on Song Shu.

"Why don't you come? I need your help in preparing the medicinal bath. Do you want him to hurt to death?" Mr. Lin glanced at Zhou Shuning, with the word "promising" on his face.

"Come here!" Zhou Shuning immediately trotted to Mr. Lin and secretly gave Song Shu a 'trust me' gesture.

Song Shu raised the corner of his mouth, gave a reassuring smile, and watched quietly as Zhou Shuning's back disappeared into the room, and the stone door closed with a heavy bang.

Zhou Shuning and Lin Laoyi were busy for half a day.

The stone door opened again, it was already dusk.

The floating light jumps into gold, and the still shadow sinks into jade.

Zhou Shuning followed Mr. Lin holding a large bag of medicinal materials.

"Song boy, come with me."

"Okay, Mr. Lin."

Yun Niang immediately stepped forward to push the wheelchair, but Mr. Lin stopped her: "He's the only one."

Yun Niang was stunned for a moment, then let go, "Okay."

Song Shu pushed the wheelchair in silence. When he stepped out of the alchemy room, he turned around suddenly, leaned on the wall with his crutches, and struggled to get up from the wheelchair.

Zhou Shuning wanted to help, but Song Shu stopped him with one hand. He stood up crookedly and performed filial piety, looking deeply at his parents.