The devil is chasing his wife

Chapter 805

It turned out that the hasty glance was not that she didn't see it clearly, but that it was real, and everything was real.

The young man in front of him is [-]% similar to his husband, especially his eyebrows and eyes, which are almost like his husband.

She felt that the whole world had stopped, and the whole world was also quiet. She only had the young man in front of her eyes, which made her unconsciously think of her child who had disappeared before she had time to take a look.

Her hand had already unconsciously stretched out tremblingly, and tears welled up in her eyes again, flowing silently, and her eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

Scared!
fear!

worry!

concern!

Yes, she was timid!

She didn't dare to blink her eyes.

Could it be that if you blink your eyes, the person in front of you will disappear?

Even she didn't dare to take a big breath anymore, she was too afraid that the person in front of her would disappear into thin air with a light exhalation, after all, it was just a dream.

When her hand was about to touch Sang Jue's face, Sang Jue looked at the woman's face in front of him. He could clearly see all the tangles in her eyes, and his heart was also in a mess.

Looking at her expression, the unnatural expression of the young woman just now, and the middle-aged man who was so similar to herself on the bed, an unrealistic idea came to her mind.

But he was immediately rejected by himself. They are one of the eight great families from the Nether Continent, and he is just a discarded person from the Chongming Continent. How could it be possible?
"Hi, I, I know I'm being presumptuous, but can you tell me, what's your name? Where are you from?"

Zhen Feifei used all her strength to control herself not to get too excited, but her voice was still trembling when she asked, and Sang Jue could hear the cautiousness in her voice.

"Madam, you can't get excited now. You can ask any questions you want, but now you have to calm down so that I can treat you, okay?"

Sang Jue stabilized her excitement, and tried to speak to her as calmly as possible.

Zhen Feifei also knew that she was really too nervous, so she closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, tried her best to relax herself, and slowly opened her eyes.

Sang Jue clearly saw her relieved expression from her eyes.

"it is good!"

Sang Jue stretched out her hand again to check the pulse carefully, and then said, "Ma'am, this is caused by your emotional ups and downs. Recently, you need to take care of yourself."

Looking at her hesitant face, he didn't know why he was so soft-hearted. He sighed and said, "Ma'am, my name is Sang Jue, and I'm from Chongming Mainland. I know what you mean, but I'm not from Netherworld mainland."

For some unknown reason, he really didn't want to hurt this kind-hearted woman. Seeing her expression, he guessed in his heart that maybe her own child might have been lost back then.

However, when she heard him say that his name was Sang Jue, Zhen Feifei covered her mouth tightly with her hands and burst into tears.

Sang Furong hugged her trembling mother with both arms, and looked at the man named Sang Jue in front of her with a complicated expression. It was strange to say that she had a good impression of this man, but it was not the way women treat men. Good impression.

Perhaps, this is the power of blood, the magic of blood.

"Sang Jue?"

Sang Furong murmured, is it really such a coincidence?

"According to my adoptive father, he once picked me up under a mulberry tree, and my adoptive father's surname is also Sang, so he took this name."

But Sang Jue didn't know how much shock his words had brought to Sang Furong and her parents.

It's like dropping a big stone on a calm lake, causing thousands of waves.

"Ahem, you, you said, you said you were picked?"

"really?"

"Are you serious?"

The three of them asked in unison, and Sang Qirong asked holding his breath.

Sang Jue, "."

Regarding his life experience, it seemed to be a shame to him in the past. He was never willing to talk about it, and even now, he would not open his mouth to talk about his past at will.

He didn't know why, he would say those unspeakable words so naturally.

Until he finished speaking, he was still wondering why he would say these words to strangers.

Then he comforted himself in his heart, um, yes, he said it because he was too similar to that man.

However, when I heard the three people's questioning in unison, I wondered again in my heart, could it be possible?
"I believe that my adoptive father will not deceive me."

But what he didn't say was that the reason why his adoptive father told him was that he was useless and couldn't cultivate in Chongming Continent, so he was a worthless waste, an abandoned person.

I no longer want to think about the painful experiences I have had.

When he said this, his eyes lowered, covering the flash of hatred in his eyes.

Sang Qirong, "."

Zhen Feifei, "."

Sang Furong, "."

And Fu An watched them quietly from the sidelines. There are some things that he can't interfere with now, but, as long as there is a need, he will definitely go all out.

"Sang Jue, is that right? I think we have something very important to tell you, so if possible, we can talk in another place, okay?"

As the head of the Sang family, even if he is seriously injured, his head is still clear at this time. He must stabilize himself at this time, even if he really wants to know if he is his child, but under the current situation, he can't His feelings and positions cannot be ignored.

After his words fell, Sang Jue looked up, and saw three pairs of expectant eyes staring at him closely, which made him feel that if he refused at this moment, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Before he recovered, he had already nodded in agreement.

When he realized what he had done, the three of them were already full of joy, and he dismissed the words of rejection.

Looking up at the other people around him, the others left here consciously, of course, including Fu An.

"Fu An, you can stay."

Zhen Feifei had already regarded Fu An as her son-in-law, and if Fu An hadn't happened to pass by this time, they would have been in trouble this time. Since such a thing is a family, there is no need to shy away from it.

"Yeah, you can stay. There is no need to hide from you about this matter."

Fu An looked at them, and then sat down beside them. After all, their injuries were serious, so he could pay attention to help at any time.

Regarding his silence, Sang Qirong knew that this child was sensible and would not say anything too much on his own. He looked at Sang Jue and said, "I know, you are the tower master of the medical tower with extraordinary abilities. Let's talk about it now." These may be a little rude. But, I have to say it again.

18 years ago, my wife was pregnant with twins, but on the day of delivery, my elder brother told me that there was only one baby girl, that is, my daughter Sang Furong, and the baby girl was my daughter Sang Furong. but the baby was dead.

I was like a thunderbolt at that time, and my wife almost died because of childbirth weakness. I didn't expect that it was my brother and Mrs. Wen who murdered my son that day.

I didn't even meet face to face, and was dealt with by my elder brother.

And we, we all thought that our child had already left when my wife gave birth.

Until, until I almost died in an accident before, I found out from my sinful elder brother that everything that happened back then was just his unscrupulous means.

We thought, we thought, that the child was long gone.

Until some time ago, we saw you once on the street, and that time, we all thought we were wrong.But I never thought about it, it's not that we read it wrong.It turned out that everything was true.

Cough cough, child, I, I think, you are very likely, the poor child we were back then!

Cough cough, cough cough, back then, we really didn't mean to abandon you, we really just thought you were gone. "

After all, he was seriously injured, and Sang Qirong was almost out of breath. At this time, Sang Jue, who was overwhelmed, saw Sang Qirong's state, quickly took out the silver needle, and waved his hands to stabilize his mind.

Zhen Feifei couldn't cry anymore, she could only stare at Sang Jue's figure with tearful eyes, eyes full of anticipation, it was the mother's guilt and self-blame for her child.

Sang Furong also had tears in her eyes, but she had to stabilize herself and support her excited mother to prevent her from falling down again.

Sang Jue withdrew his hands, shocked in his heart, he was a little at a loss, a little dazed, but, if it was his parents, why would he be in Chongming Mainland?

Could it be that the people at that time did not kill him, but threw him to Chongming Mainland?
Seeing him at a loss, Sang Qirong stabilized his mind, and said again, "If it wasn't for blood relationship, if you weren't our child, I would really find it hard to believe that you and I can be so similar in appearance .I know it was our fault that we lost you. But, but, you, can you?"

"Then can I ask you a few questions first?"

What Sang Qirong said was a little excited, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Sang Jue.

"Okay, okay! Ahem, you can ask."

"You just said that it was your elder brother who practiced tricks with Mrs. Wen?"

Sang Jue's heart was a little excited, and there was also some atmosphere, but, are they to blame?It seems that we can't talk about it.

However, the painful experience of being abandoned and abandoned for so many years, if he hadn't met the master, he might be dead now, and there is no identity as the master of the medical tower.

No matter what, he has a heart of gratitude towards his master, and he will never betray him in this life.

It's just that neither he nor she knew that there is a kind of coincidence called fate.

Speaking of this question, Sang Qirong couldn't help but feel relieved again. After all, it was his own elder brother. He never thought that his own elder brother would murder his own children so many years ago, and even raped him. poison.

After all, he nodded heavily, and said in a heavy tone, "Yes, in order to compete for the position of the Patriarch of the Sang family, I murdered my child and poisoned me. I am no longer who I am today."

I don't know why, when I heard him say such words, the first thing that came to my mind was his master.Because in his heart, only the master can save a person so lightly.

"Can I ask, who saved you?"

"Feng You!"

When the speculation in his heart was confirmed, his heart was shocked again. It turned out that in the dark, the master not only saved his own life, but also possibly saved his father's life?
He clenched his hands tightly, Sang Qirong could feel the forbearance emanating from this child, his brows were tightly frowned, could it be that this child has some quarrel with Feng You?

If there is really a festival, even if you let go of this old face, you must reconcile it.

Sang Jue didn't know that his silence for a while had caused Sang Qirong's mind to go around many times.

"Wait for me, I will come when I go."

After speaking, he left here without looking back.

Let the remaining few people look at each other, not knowing what he wants to do.

Not long after, he came in with a bowl, and a bowl of clear water could be seen inside.

When I was studying with the master, I heard the master said that if it is the biological father and son, their blood must be fused!

Then, the only way for them to confirm quickly is to recognize relatives by dropping blood as the master said back then!

Looking up and seeing a few pairs of puzzled eyes, Sang Jue explained, "I once heard the master say that if it is biological, then the blood must be able to blend. All you need to do is drop a drop of blood into the clear water. "

However, such a thing can be said to be unheard of in this foreign continent.

And his words also made Sang Qirong grasp an important point, master!

Sang Jue obviously noticed the puzzled look in Sang Qirong's eyes, but he didn't explain much. He just took out the silver needle and pierced it towards his fingertips, and a drop of blood dripped into it. bowl of water.

Then he picked up Sang Qirong's hand, pricked his fingertip lightly, and a drop of blood also dripped into the water.

Sang Qirong clearly felt the slight tremor in the hands of this young man named Sang Jue.

Five pairs of eyes fixed on the bowl of water on the table, watching the two drops of blood slowly approaching, and then approaching!
Still infinitely close.

Sang Jue didn't even blink his eyes, and clenched his hands in his sleeves into fists. He also wanted to know an answer.

Sang Qirong's body was seriously injured, his face was frighteningly pale, but he still held on to his spirit, looking at the bowl of water nervously, and tightly grasped the bed with both hands.

Zhen Feifei stood up from her seat, leaned against the edge of the table, her eyes swollen from crying nervously stared at the two drops of blood that were approaching in the bowl, the time seemed to be stretched, this time passed so slow.

Sang Furong even bit her red lips, her slender fingers pinched Fu An's hand but she didn't realize it.

(End of this chapter)