Chapter 219

Ji Fengyun appropriately expressed his concern for the farce just now. After listening to Su Haitang's few narration, a pair of sword eyebrows flying obliquely into the temples picked up.

"Civet cat for prince? It's like a legendary novel. Sister pearl, you have such an adventure that ordinary people can't have."

Listening to his meaningful tone, Su Haitang's heart jumped and said that her adventure ended here!

Seeing that Sun Goddess was reluctant, he Anbang took over and asked Ji Fengyun about his life in the mountains these years.

"Bitter!"

Ji Fengyun's temperament suddenly changed, pouring bitter water!

"Grandpa he, you don't know. My master, he's not human!"

"He doesn't treat me as a person! He gets up before dawn to practice martial arts, and the chickens haven't even crowed! Then he has to meditate, read scriptures, sweep the floor, cut firewood, cook, wash dishes and clothes, learn Chinese, mathematics, politics, geography, history, law, foreign languages, eight foreign languages!"

"What's a broken Taoist doing learning so many foreign languages? Send him abroad to preach and dominate the world?"

"I have to learn calligraphy, traditional Chinese painting, musical instruments and all kinds of Kung Fu! Do you know how many musical instruments I have learned? Ancient Qin, pipa, Sheng, Xiao, flute, suona, huqin, Yangqin, gongs, drums and cymbals! I can also sing! I can also sew clothes!"

Ji Fengyun complained at one breath, like talking about crosstalk, making Su Haitang smile and fall on the back of the chair.

"Oh? Sing twice." he Anbang asked with interest.

Ji Fengyun pinched his white face and turned a little red.

"No? Save me some face in front of sister Mingzhu?"

Su Haitang smiled all over and asked him to sing.

"Next time, here we are." Ji Fengyun slipped through the familiar scenery outside the window, relieved, and finally escaped.

He just escaped from master's clutches, but he had to live a few free days and never sing that laoshizi's broken play again!

Su Haitang hurriedly arranged his expression and whispered that the little Taoist who asked for "medical treatment" for his grandfather was unreliable. Grandpa is so sick that he wants to ask for foreign help. He talks and laughs so hard. His heart is really big!

The party was silent and walked around several checkpoints. After strictly washing their hands and disinfecting, they put on a full set of disinfection protective clothes and entered the ward.

Along the way, Su Haitang's heart became higher and higher after seeing the strict defense measures beyond imagination.

What kind of treatment does this have to be? If she makes any mistakes, can grandpa protect her?

"Don't be nervous. You're our guest."

Ji Fengyun returned to his former state of being like a dog, as if the two goods in the car had nothing to do with him.

Su Haitang nodded gratefully at him, trying to squeeze out a smile and failed.

He Anbang directly took her hand and went in. The old man's steady posture was like a big tree sheltering from the wind and rain, giving her a sense of peace of mind.

"Uncle he."

An equally heavily armed woman got up with red eyes and full eyes.

"Swallow, let me see the old chief. This is my granddaughter pearl who just came home."

He Anbang briefly introduced his granddaughter and turned to Su Haitang. "Call aunt."

Su Haitang called out skillfully, smiled politely at the young and beautiful aunt, and turned to see the patient sleeping on the hospital bed.

Sleeping lion.

A line of words flashed through Su Haitang's brain, then his eyes moved down, looked at the oxygen mask buckled on his mouth and nose, and rubbed his fingers in embarrassment.

Even if she wants to save people and her mouth is blocked, how can she feed Lingquan water?

"What does sister see?"

Ji Fengyun has been paying attention to her reaction. Seeing that she seems to get something, he whispers questions.

Su Haitang pursed his lips and dared not open his mouth at will.

"Good boy, if you have a way, just say it! We promise you!"

Yan Jingyuan grabbed her hand eagerly and begged sincerely.

"Can I look closer?" Su Haitang was forced to Liangshan, met his grandfather's encouraging eyes, and hardened his head to speak.

Let a dead horse be a living horse doctor!