The vicious female supporting role is posted in the opposite direction by the cub

Director Tang's operation made the people present completely shut their mouths.

Well, I'm in a great mood after I'm done with this group of people~ Go upstairs to pick up the baby and go home~
On the other side, in Shibufang, Mr. Baishu arrived late.

The 70-year-old man is wearing a wide-sleeved and wide-body robe made of cotton cloth, and his hair is meticulously combed with silver silk, with a bun wrapped around his head and tied with a hosta.The beard and hair are all white, the old face is matched with the ancient costume, and there is a kind of immortality of Taoism.

Chu Fengteng bowed: "Master."

Grandpa Baishu raised his eyelids and glanced at his apprentice: "Long time no see, the wind vine has grown taller."

After exchanging pleasantries, Yan Yueqing realized belatedly that the two masters and apprentices seemed to have just traveled from ancient times. They both had long hair in buns, and their clothes were made in antique styles. There was a sense of fate inherited from the same line.

Bai Shu glanced at Yan Yueqing with a complicated expression: "Miss Yan, please sit down, this old man will take your pulse."

"Ah?" Yan Yueqing was stunned, "Look at me? Old man, I invite you to come—"

"Master Yan still needs to find the cause of your illness from Miss Yan."

Chu Fengteng translated: "Auntie Xiaoxing, my master is a master of both medicine and Taoism. There is a reason for him to say that. Just listen to him."

"Oh, okay." Yan Yueqing sat down obediently, and handed out her hand.

Old man Bai flexed his fingers to read the pulse, his white eyebrows furrowed deeply at first, and then relaxed.

Pulse detection is easy, but image reading is difficult.

The old man carefully looked at the person in front of him before he pulled back his hand, and asked his apprentice, "Has Feng Teng read Miss Yan's pulse?"

"Master, I have experience in pulse diagnosis." Chu Fengteng was polite.

"In your opinion, what is the conclusion?"

Chu Fengteng thought for a moment: "The energy is different."

Old Master Bai nodded, and said again: "Why isn't phlegm obsessing your heart?"

"If it's a common illness, I'll judge it as phlegm obsessing the heart orifice. I will prescribe Anshen Decoction to adjust it, and then use Yuan Qi Formula to replenish lean Qi."

Chu Fengteng seemed to be a student taking an exam, and answered very obediently, "But I happen to know the patient and know her usual personality, so I judged that she has different Qi and Yuan, and it is difficult to treat with ordinary medicine."

Bai Shu stroked his long beard and seemed satisfied with his reply: "Although it is a coincidence, it is also fate. It is a blessing that Feng Teng has seen such intractable diseases and gained experience at a young age. .”

"Thank you for your teaching, Master."

Yan Yueqing didn't understand the whole process.

What is the difference in vitality, phlegm obsessing the heart orifice?
How does it feel... this old man Bai... seems to know her deepest secret? !
Sure enough, Bai Shu turned her kind eyes towards her: "Based on my humble opinion, Ms. Yan has been away for many years, and she will come back again after a chance meeting recently. However, what is determined by God cannot be changed by manpower. If it goes against the sky, there must be someone." There was a huge price paid for it.”

Great... price?
There was a bang in Yan Yueqing's mind. It seemed that many fragments of memories were stuck in the distant time and space, and they were scrambling to come back.

There was a blank in front of him suddenly, and a certain fragmented figure became the only color in the white sky.

"A Xing, don't sleep."

"There are still people waiting for you..."

"I'll take you home."

She suddenly covered her head, a sharp pain spread from her temples to the depths of her heart!
"Mom!" Jun Yan was the first to rush to her side.

Yan Wang also changed his face, and ran towards her.

Jiang Chuanning quickly came over and supported her crumbling body.

The severe and suffocating pain, as if something was being torn apart, entangled in her heart, making her almost out of breath.

The seeds in her heart glowed from the crack, like a whirlpool, sucking in all her fragmentary memories and lingering pain!

Gradually, sprouts emerge.

Yan Yueqing woke up, the pain just now came and went quickly, she stood up straight: "Sorry, I lost my composure just now."

Old Master Bai calculated twice, and said meaningfully: "The word fate is too wonderful to describe."

Jiang Chuanning asked concerned: "Doctor Bai, what's wrong with Yueqing?"

Bai Shu shook her head, her expression was very convincing, and her words became unpredictable: "Miss Yan is a very lucky person. Since she has someone to protect her body, she should cherish the opportunity to come back and do more good deeds to repay her well-being."

Yan Yueqing didn't quite understand it, but she vaguely understood one thing - someone paid a huge price for her return!
Who can pay such a high price for themselves?

The first thing she thought of was Su Zihu!
Could it be that there was another reason why Zihu was killed in the bombing?

She slowly covered her heart, could it be that the seed was also related to Zihu?

An outrageous idea even came up: After the seed grows, can it transform her child back?
System: Why don't you say thank you, Mr. Bai? !

In a word, it directly brought the efforts of the first two hundred chapters back on track!
thank you!
Your old man is strange.

She thought about it for a moment, and then turned her thoughts back to her son: "Thank you, old man, for your guidance! Yueqing must remember the teachings and do good deeds!"

Seeing that old man Bai nodded in relief, she continued: "I invite you here today because I want you to see my son's body, he—"

"To untie the bell, you need the person who tied it." Old Master Bai waved his hand, "Your Young Master's illness is not an ordinary chronic illness, but is caused by a lack of energy."

"What does the lack of energy mean?"

"Secrets, you can't say it, you can't say it." The old man's charismatic temperament came again, "Your son only needs to strengthen his body, and he doesn't need to take other medicines to torture himself. The medicine is three-point poisonous, and the lack of energy cannot be supplemented by the weak. Long-term medication is not good, everything is still waiting for chance."

Got it!
Saying it is the same as not saying it!
But Yan Wang understood, this old gentleman seems to be a man of great ability.

He obediently, imitating Brother Fengteng's appearance, made a bow: "Thank you, Grandpa Bai, for your guidance."

Yan Yueqing frowned: "If the medicine is stopped, the baby will get sick—"

Eh!wrong!

What does she seem to realize? !

My son did often get sick before, especially when the seasons changed, he was often very weak.

But since she picked up her son from the hospital, she has been participating in reality shows, running around in the magic city of C city, and taking planes and high-speed trains... The baby hasn't even had a seizure? !
His current complexion is still much paler than that of ordinary children, and his body is extremely thin.

However, my mental state has improved a lot!I have never seen him troubled by the disease again!

Could it be that... coming back by himself will affect the recovery of the baby?

Thinking of this possibility, she squatted down overjoyed, touched the baby's small face with her hand, her eyes were affectionate and gentle: "Mr. Bai is right, the medicine is three-point poisonous. If we don't need it in the future, we can stop it." Is it okay to take the medicine?"

Yan Wang nodded, his black eyes were as warm and charming as pearls: "Well, I listen to my mother."

Jun Yan has a little taste.

But hey, who made my brother sick~ The feeling of being sick is not good, so he just reluctantly, let's take a step back.