Mrs. divorced again

Chapter 1354 Finding the Truth ([-])
Nangong Beichi shook his head.

Zhao Ruoxi answered, "Early August."

Bai Weiyang: "August [-]th."

"Hey!" This number and the date of Xiao Niu Niu's birth.

Bai Weiyang smiled wryly: "It's been a whole month."

Zhao Ruoxi said with a strange expression: "But you also heard what the villagers said. It was said that on August [-]th, Xiao Niuniu fell ill, a very serious illness. At that time, several doctors in the village said that if this serious illness could not be survived, In the past, little Niuniu might have died."

"Well, just now the villagers said that Mrs. Zhao took Xiao Niuniu to Qinghe Village to see a doctor." That's the problem.On August [-]th, when Xiao Nanzhan was born, Zhao Zhi's daughter fell ill, and then went to Qinghe Village to seek medical treatment from an old doctor. A week later, Zhao Zhi returned to Pengjia Village with Xiao Niuniu.

On paper, everything seems to be working fine.

But why do I always feel that something is wrong.

Why did the day when Xiao Niuniu got sick happened to be the day when she was cut open.

is it a coincidence
Bai Weiyang didn't understand.

My mind is full of question marks.

Qinghe Village is about ten miles away from Pengjia Village, Yingxiang Town, and it only takes about ten minutes to drive there. As soon as the three arrived, they pretended to seek medical advice and found a house at the east end of the village.There are a few chickens raised in the yard, and a medicinal field has been opened up to grow a few medicinal herbs. The aunt next door said that if Mr. Jin is not here, she will go to the mountain to collect medicinal herbs.Ask Bai Weiyang and the others to wait.

A few people sat at the aunt's house next door, waiting for about three hours, and because Nangong Beichi was so beautiful and flirtatious, the aunt invited them to have a light meal.

At two o'clock at noon, an old man with a medicine basket on his back finally came back.

Bai Weiyang and the others thanked the aunt, and ran to the next door, Mr. Jin said in surprise: "You are..." His eyes fell on the white-haired boy deeply, and his eyes became more scrutinizing.

Bai Weiyang bowed very politely: "We are here to see the old man for medical treatment."

Mr. Jin glanced at the three of them: "Although the old man is old, his eyesight is still good, and you are not sick at all." After speaking, he took another deep look at the white-haired boy, with murderous intent hidden in his eyes.

Nangong Beichi felt the old man's gaze, stepped back casually, and stood behind Bai Weiyang.

Bai Weiyang said: "I was spotted by the old man, in fact... I have something to ask."

Mr. Jin said: "Sorry, I don't know anything."

Bai Weiyang was anxious: "We can give you money."

Mr. Jin said: "The old man is not interested in money."

Bai Weiyang had an idea: "What about the medicinal herbs?"

Mr. Jin looked at the young man: "Do you have any rare medicinal herbs?"

Without hesitation, Bai Weiyang plucked a spirit-gathering fruit from the fairy tree, and dedicated it to the old man. The fruit with strong aura flow, even if ordinary people can't detect the aura, they will feel that this fruit is extraordinary, "Even if the old man doesn't understand , I can also feel that this spiritual fruit has very medicinal value, right?"

Xiao Dai is always in power-saving standby mode, hiding in Bai Weiyang's pocket to sleep and practice, the moment Bai Weiyang picks the spiritual fruit, he wakes up, then climbs up to Bai Weiyang's neckline, leans close to her ear, whispering softly Angrily.

"Master, this is the old man who is a cultivator. His cultivation level is not low."

Bai Weiyang whispered: "No wonder we can see that we are not sick at a glance."

Holding the spiritual fruit, old man Jin looked at the "decoration" little ginseng essence hanging on Bai Weiyang's neckline, "... come in."

When Mr. Jin put down the medicine basket, his eyes paused when he saw the young man who had been speaking as a representative walking.Subconsciously recalling an incident two years ago, he frowned.

(monthly ticket!!!!!!)

(End of this chapter)