The compound criticizes the beauties who are pure and flirtatious

A hoarse voice came out of the mourning hall. Tang Chuxia had not yet worshiped the incense she was holding, so she could only bow and worship first, put the incense on it, and then looked up.

She saw a woman with gray hair sitting on her knees in the mourning hall. The people she cried were in a daze.

At this moment, she hugged the coffin and refused to let go.

"My son, what did he do wrong? He has been saving people since he studied medicine with his master. Why is God so blind?"

The most uncomfortable thing in the world is when a white-haired person gives a black-haired person a gift.

The despair of my senior fellow student's mother was very contagious. Every one at the scene would have their eyes red with discomfort as long as they heard her cry.

Tang Chuxia stepped forward to greet his senior brother's mother.

"Aren't you the most powerful doctor? Why don't you save my son? With so many doctors, why can't you save my child?"

When the old man saw Tang Chuxia appear, his eyes were scarlet, and questions came out one after another.

Lin Qingchen stepped forward and together with Gu Beihuai pulled Tang Chuxia behind him to protect him.

The old man was still questioning, looking a little crazy.

Tang Chuxia could understand the old man's despair, but she really didn't know about it.

But she could only say: "I'm sorry!"

It’s better not to irritate the elderly at this time.

The old man holding the coffin and screaming sadly is heartbreaking.

Lin Qingchen said to Tang Chuxia: "What happened to your senior brother? Because it was a fatal blow, he died without any time to save him!"

Tang Chuxia nodded, and she guessed the same. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, senior brother would not be allowed to leave so quickly. Not to mention that Mr. Huang, as a master of Chinese medicine for many years, had the means to save his life, not to mention Lin Qing. Chen Chen and the old Taoist priest are all there.

There was no way he would watch his senior brother die on the spot.

But things have already happened, and it is useless to think about it.

"Where's my master?"

Scanning the entire audience, Song Xiyue did not see Mr. Huang.

With Huang Lao's character, it is impossible not to appear.

Lin Qingchen sighed: "Old Huang fell ill!"

Tang Chuxia was stunned for a moment, and then she was able to understand.

This deceased senior brother was the first disciple to follow his master. According to his seniority, he was Tang Chuxia's eldest brother. He took good care of his fellow apprentices on weekdays. Many of his fellow apprentices studied medicine with him and had a deep relationship with him.

Even Tang Chuxia, a junior sister who entered the school late, was taken care of by her senior brother before she entered the school.

The eldest brother is equivalent to Mr. Huang's adopted son. Now that the eldest brother has died so painfully, it would be strange that the old man is not sick.

"I will go see Master after I send Senior Brother to his grave!"

Tang Chuxia said to Gu Beihuai.

Naturally, Gu Beihuai would not refuse, but he still reminded him: "You have just come out of the hospital and your body is still very weak. Don't force it. If you feel uncomfortable, please speak out. Your senior brother can understand you!"

Tang Chuxia said nothing more, and stood quietly aside, waiting for the spirit to wake up when the time came and send it to the cemetery to rest in peace.

When she woke up, the eldest brother's mother fainted from crying. Tang Chuxia took out the silver needle she carried with her and injected it into the old woman. The others told her to let the old woman sleep and stop irritating her.

But Tang Chuxia thought that the old man must want to send her senior brother off for the last time, so she still stabbed him to wake him up.

Sure enough, although the old man disliked Tang Chuxia and his sons' senior brothers and sisters, he finally accepted Tang Chuxia's behavior of waking him up.

After seeing off her senior brother for the last time, Tang Chuxia felt a little tired both physically and mentally.

Leaving the cemetery, Gu Beihuai took Tang Chuxia to Huang Lao's yard.

The old Taoist priest, Third Grandpa and the old monk are all here.

Huang Lao was lying on the bed, feeling very weak.

Tang Chuxia came forward to call for help, and Huang Lao was a little energetic.When Third Grandpa saw Tang Chuxia, he immediately clapped his legs and said, "You girl, you are here. It just so happens that your master doesn't listen to advice at all. Please let him eat something quickly. If he doesn't eat anything, he really wants to go in." It’s hell!”

Tang Chuxia took over the tray prepared by Huang Lao's relatives who had been nearby. They couldn't let Huang Lao eat.

"Master, senior brother has been laid to rest!" Tang Chuxia said aloud while holding the tray.

Huang Lao hummed, feeling weak.

"I have learned the twelve stitches of the ghost gate you mentioned!"

The sudden words made Mr. Huang sit up suddenly.

"Really?"

Tang Chuxia nodded: "So you eat something, and I will tell you about the twelve needles in the ghost gate!"

Mr. Huang started eating immediately.

The reason why he felt so uncomfortable was that his eldest disciple was gone, which was no different from killing half of his life. Also, among all his disciples, only his eldest disciple had learned the Twelve Needles of the Ghost Gate. As a result, now that the senior brother is gone, it is equivalent to the end of the inheritance.

Huang Lao felt ashamed of his ancestors, and of course he felt uncomfortable.

But at this time, she had learned what Tang Chuxia said, which meant that the inheritance was still there, and Huang Lao would certainly feel better.

After Huang Lao drank a bowl of minced meat porridge, Tang Chuxia asked the senior brothers to stay and everyone else to go out.

This kind of acupuncture is unique to Huang Lao's profession and will not be spread to others.

After Gu Beihuai and Lin Qingchen went out, they disliked each other.

"Why don't you go back to your mountain?"

Gu Beihuai thought it was an eyesore that Lin Qingchen was still here.

Lin Qingchen took off his immortal persona, and the expression on his face was quite evil.

"What? Are you afraid?"

Gu Beihuai pouted.

He still has confidence in Tang Chuxia.

If she liked Lin Qingchen, she would have hooked up with him long ago. Where would it be his turn?
"I've always been curious, why are you so interested in my wife? How could you, a Taoist priest, be attracted to my wife?"

Gu Beihuai has never been able to figure this out.

If his love rival were other men, he wouldn't care so much, and it's not like he has never done it anyway.

But for a Taoist like Lin Qingchen, why was he interested in Tang Chuxia?

Not to mention love over time or love at first sight, these are not compatible with the relationship between Lin Qingchen and Tang Chuxia.

So after eliminating all possibilities, the possibility of giving birth in the end is the answer no matter how outrageous it is.

"You don't really want to have a baby with my wife, do you?"

Gu Beihuai's eyes widened and he looked at Lin Qingchen unhappily.

Lin Qingchen laughed. He tilted his head and glanced at Gu Beihuai: "What? Are you really scared?"

Gu Beihuai clenched his fists. If there weren't many elders around him, he would definitely hit Lin Qingchen.

"You are dreaming, my wife will never let you get involved!"

He acted like a little wolf cub protecting his calf, which made Lin Qingchen want to cause trouble even more.

"Are you sure? You must know that your brain can easily affect Xia Xia's future children!"

Gu Beihuai finally couldn't help it and waved his fist at Lin Qingchen.

Gu Beihuai: There is absolutely nothing wrong with my son!