Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 124 I can’t save you!

Jiang Su immediately rushed to the bed, looked at the wound carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that it was stabbed in the stomach.

Not bad, not bad, Meng Hui, you almost died.

Jiang Su immediately took out the needles from the medicine box, heated them, sterilized them, stopped the bleeding, and sewed them, all in one smooth motion, and it was all done in just half a stick of incense.

Wu Yue on the side walked up to her in a daze, put his arm around her shoulders, and sighed, "Mr. Zhou! Your medical skills have reached such an extent now! No wonder I want to take you to treat Miss Zhang. Diagnosis."

Miss Zhang...

Jiang Su suddenly thought of a question, isn't Miss Zhang also a monk? Why do you need to recuperate for three months because of a leg injury? Normally, a monk recovers quickly, and it only takes a month.

Could it be that the head of the family, Sikong, doesn’t want to come back? !

Jiang Su was shocked, what on earth was Sikong going to do? ! Could it be that he had a conflict with Yingyue and deliberately avoided Yingyue?

I saw the woman on the bed moving her arms and using all her strength to take out a book from her chest.

There is a piece of talisman paper tucked in the book.

There are characters painted on it, reaching the sky.

Jiang Su's pupils shrank. Isn't this something that only those talisman cultivators in the upper world can draw?
The Sky Talisman is the Talisman of the Immortal in the Upper Realm. Its usefulness is similar to the Thousand Mile Talisman, which can allow people to teleport hundreds of thousands of miles.

If people in the lower realm use it, they will move directly from the lower realm to the upper realm, which is equivalent to reaching the sky.

The head of this small Sifu is only at the Golden Core stage, but he actually has the Talisman of Heaven?
"Are you trying to protect this thing?" Jiang Su had some suspicion in her mind and asked coldly.

Wu Xin and Wu Yue on the side were furious after hearing this.

"Sister Yingyue! Do you know that the most important thing now is your body. This talisman was picked up by the owner of the family outside. What are you doing protecting it?!"

"Yingyue, you don't have to protect this thing like this."

Yingyue propped up her body, dipped her fingers into the wet blood on her sleeves, and wrote on the corners of her white clothes.

"No, the head of the family values ​​this thing very much. He deliberately pretended not to care. It cannot be thrown away."

Jiang Su felt as if her chest was blocked by something, and she couldn't breathe. She couldn't bear the love entanglement of these people, it was just annoying.

She snatched the book with the yellow talisman between it and asked coldly, "Is it the one that was hidden under that big tree?"

Yingyue was stunned, her beautiful eyes widened, looking at her in disbelief.

He seemed to be asking her why she knew.

Jiang Su raised the corners of his lips mockingly and chuckled, "Sikong knew this thing was dangerous, but he still put it in your yard. Did he do it on purpose?"

Yingyue immediately shook her head, her fingers were stained with blood, and she tried desperately to defend herself on her white clothes, writing, "No, the head of the family trusts me."

trust you**.

Her movements were extremely panicked, and her usual graceful little words were distorted.

Jiang Su stuffed the book under Yingyue's pillow, "Okay, since you don't care about your life and are willing to guard this dangerous thing, then you can guard it like this."

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. You have read a lot, so you will naturally know the meaning of this sentence. I have tried so hard to save you, and I have been in panic all day long and stayed up all night just to find a way to relieve the heat and cold that a mortal can use. method.”

"You don't take your life seriously at all."

Jiang Su's tone was sarcastic, his eyes full of disappointment, and he said calmly, "It's okay this time, you won't survive until the child is born."

"In a month, your body will definitely collapse, and there will be no possibility of recovery."

Jiang Su took a deep breath, looked around at the people in the room indifferently, snorted coldly, and turned around to leave.

Medicine house.

"This Yingyue is stupid! She just doesn't want to live anymore! That head of the Sikong family is also a bastard. You don't have to deal with them, I will take care of you from now on."

"Sooner or later, I, Jiang Su, will become the richest medical immortal in the upper world. It is more than enough for me to raise him a little boy!"

Jiang Su angrily raised the teapot and took a big sip from the spout, but she still couldn't get rid of the anger in her heart.

At night, she was lying on the bed, always thinking that the baby was not born, and turned into a ghost and crawled to her legs, hugged her legs, and cried with tears in her eyes,
"Sister, why don't you save me?"

"elder sister……"

Jiang Su sat up suddenly, pushed the door open and shouted angrily, "It's over or not, what's going on? Don't come to me to mourn." Wu Xin sat at the door with his legs wrapped around his knees, tears streaming down his face, and choked with sobs, "Mr. Zhou, Can you let my sister live a few more days?”

Wu Yue sat on the right side of the door, his face also filled with grief. The old man wiped his tears and said, "Zhou Fan, please, let Yingyue live."

Jiang Su clenched his fist and punched the door, "Stop howling in front of my door. Do you think I am a god? I can save people who are dying, why am I still messing around with you here?!"

Wu Yue grabbed the corner of her clothes, "But I have never seen any doctor be able to do that in the daytime to stop the bleeding. Zhou Fan, you can definitely save Yingyue."

Jiang Su sneered and said, "Do you know what the head of the family replied to in his last letter? He said that I was a quack doctor because I had been treating Yingyue's cold for so long and it still didn't heal!"

Wu Xin stopped her tears and hurriedly explained, "No, that's because the head of the house is a fire spirit root and likes to have my sister in the snow... so my sister always catches the cold."

"..."

Sikong’s hobby, muteness, snow, forced love, right? !
Jiang Su: I was speechless, collapsed, and a basin of dog blood was poured on my head.

"Okay, good hahaha." She laughed angrily. "

"As you said, the head of the family doesn't take Yingyue seriously at all. How can Yingyue survive?"

"Yingyue, I can't save you."

"You go."

Jiang Su pushed away the two men who were tugging at his clothes and closed the door angrily.

"boom--"

Lock up, cover your ears, go back inside!
No matter how hard the two men knocked at the door, Jiang Su would not open the door.

One day.

two days.

……

Seven days.

These two people came to see Zhou Fan every day, but the doctor Zhou always stayed behind closed doors.

Day 15.

“Bang——” The door of Yaolu was suddenly kicked open.

The man was dusty, wearing a silver brocade robe, his clothes were messy, and he kicked the wooden door flying.

He set fire in his palm and burned the door of the house to ashes.

His chest was full of anger. At a glance, he saw Zhou Fan who was writing prescriptions at the table. He strode forward, raised his hand and led him away by the collar.

"Zhou Fan, do you want to die! Yingyue is seriously ill, why don't you treat her!"

Jiang Su was stunned, and the next moment she realized that this person was the head of the Zhang family in Qinghe who had been living in Qinghe and was unwilling to come back - Sikong.

He is also Zai Zi’s biological father.

Sikong directly carried her all the way into Yingyue's room and threw her to the ground.

"Cough cough cough-"

Jiang Su felt like his internal organs were about to be shattered.

Sikong's eyes were fierce, pointing directly at the dying woman on the bed, and said angrily,
"Zhou Fan, you are the doctor of our family. Yingyue is a member of the family and is extremely ill. Every day Wu Xin and Wu Yue go knocking on the door to seek medical treatment, but you avoid him and ignore him. You are not worthy of being a doctor. ! You are not qualified to be a doctor!"

Jiang Su calmly looked at this man who was condescending, as if he wanted to eat her up with his eyes.

After a long time, she climbed up on her own, lazily patted the dirt on her clothes, and said casually, "Master Sikong."

"Have you read the fourth letter Miss Yingyue wrote to you?"

"Did you read the fifth letter Zhou wrote to you?"

Her voice was extremely cold, as if a corpse crawling out of the cold abyss would be so inhumane.

For a moment, Sikong was stunned by the aura of this mortal doctor.

He took out two complete and unopened letters from his sleeves.