MTL - Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

She found a chair and sat down next to her, and said to her, "Give your master a cup of water and throat."

Seeing this, my nephew looked at her master, and then she poured a glass of water at the table and handed him: "Master, drink water."

Qingdi was asleep for a few days, and his throat was a little dry. After he took it, he handed it to his nephew and glanced at Fengfeng. He asked, "Are you looking for me?"

With his understanding of Feng Jiu, if there is nothing, it is estimated that this will not sit here.

"Well, there is something I want to talk to you." Feng Ji smiled and looked at her, and said to the Qingdi: "You have been so hurt in order to save your child. I and Mozawa both want to." Please stay here to nurse your body, I don't know what you mean?"

"She is my disciple. Saving her is what I should have done. You don't have to take this matter to your heart. As for the injury on my body, I will be a little better after a few days. I want to go back to Yunxiao Mountain to nurse." The Qing emperor whispered.

Wen Yan, Feng nodded nine times: "Yes, we respect your meaning, but I still have a problem, my nephew is in your heart, it is really only a child? Nothing else?"

A child who listened to this words, a heart could not help but lifted up, a little nervous, and looked at her master with some embarrassment.

Qingdi listened, his brows were slightly twisted, and he looked at Feng Jiuyi deeply. "What do you mean?" At the same time, he felt that because of her question, his heart jumped slightly, as if there was an answer that wanted to jump out of his heart. He ran out of his mouth, but he was crushed by death.

Feng Jiu looked at the look of the Qing Emperor, but smiled slightly and stood up and said: "Well, let's talk about it! I won't bother you." Then he turned and walked outside.

"Niang Niu..." The nephew quickly took her.

Feng Jiuyi smiled, turned back and licked her hair, said: "This is your own problem, you should try to solve it yourself, the mother will help you to help here, the rest will look at yourself." Falling, this is out of the room, and the door is closed.

Xuanyuan Moze, who was sitting outside the hospital, saw her out and helped them close the door. She couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows. “You are really relieved! Don’t worry about our daughter’s loss.”

Feng Jiu took his hand and the two walked out, laughing at the same time: "The Qing Emperor is better than the one who was in the past. The same is the person who doesn't understand the style of the coffin, hehe! I have suffered from my baby daughter, and I don’t know when the Qing emperor will open up."

Listening to this, Xuanyuan Moze laughed and said no more, but reached out to her waist and walked away with her to the garden...

On the other hand, due to the departure of Feng Jiu, the atmosphere in the room became awkward. The Qing emperor sat on the bed, half-squinting, thinking what the words of Feng Ji just said?

The nephews are a little nervous, a little embarrassed, and some tangled. Does she want to say? If she said it, if the master is...

However, after thinking about it for a while, I didn’t want to understand. The Qing Emperor looked up and looked at the nephew and asked, “Small seven, do you think of it?”

The nephew looked at him, took a deep breath, moved to the chair, sat in front of him and looked at him. He nodded to him. "Master, I, I remembered, the master of the last life accepted me as a disciple. The things that happened in the mountains of Yunxiao and the things that died under the thunder when I advanced, I remembered all."