The master of cultivating immortals became a god after regaining her luck.

Chapter 3 The Land of Right and Wrong
"Mom, I'm back."

Yan Qiao held Lin Wanqing's hand. Her usually sparkling phoenix eyes were now a little dim, and a clear tear fell from the corner of her eye.

She took a deep breath to calm down the emotions surging in her heart, and a trace of spiritual power flowed along her hands into Lin Wanqing's body, infusing vitality into her organs that were about to be exhausted.

After all, she had been mutilated for a long time, and her aura alone could not save Lin Wanqing's life.

In her last life, she had been taking Lin Wanqing and Yan Wenli around, but she had never found a way to cure Lin Wanqing.

As a result, Lin Wanqing was finally pronounced dead due to organ exhaustion, only living two months longer than her.

Thinking of these, Yan Qiao's eyes were filled with darkness.

She got up and went to the window and made a call.

"Help me find a doctor, Nancheng Central People's Hospital, Ward 4-33, and find a reliable person to take care of my mother."

Yan Qiao stood by the window for a long time, and this phone call was also the longest phone call she had with them.

It wasn't until there was a knock on the door outside the ward that Yan Qiao cut off the phone and let people in from outside.

"Miss Yan."

Yan Qiao looked up at the person who came, and nodded slightly: "Doctor Song."

The doctor who was called was officially Song Shiyan, a gold medal doctor from Nancheng Central People's Hospital. It is said that he has his own unique insights into the brain field.

"Mrs. Lin's body is very weak, and all the organs in her body are drying up. It may be less than a year away." Song Shiyan looked at the examination results and pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on his face.

Yan Qiao nodded to show that he knew, because this was exactly the same result as in his previous life.

"But please don't worry, Miss Yan. I am here at the hospital now, and that kind of thing will not happen again today."

Yan Qiao nodded slightly, glanced at Song Shiyan, and reminded: "Doctor Song should get off work early today and don't stay in the hospital too long."

Song Shiyan was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand to hold the frame of the mirror, and smiled slightly, "Thank you, Miss Yan, for your concern."

He just thought that Yan Qiao might simply care about him and didn't think much about it.

But Song Shiyan didn't want to continue this topic and quickly changed the topic.

She didn't say anything more about this, but just told him to call her if anything happened.

After all, this person is still useful to her and her mother.

So the two chatted about Lin Wanqing's current situation, and Song Shiyan left first.

"Yan Qiao, why are you here?" Jiang Yunshu was stunned when he saw Yan Qiao walking towards him, and then glanced at Fu Mingcheng beside him, frowning slightly.

Yan Qiao lowered the tip of her tongue to her palate, and looked at the two of them and felt that the road was narrow: "Why, this road belongs to your house? I can't leave yet?"

Jiang Yunshu glanced at Yan Qiao awkwardly and said, "You know I didn't mean that, I just..."

"I don't care what you mean. If a good dog doesn't get in the way, get out of the way." Yan Qiao was in no mood to fight with her now, frowning slightly, and said coldly.

"Yan Qiao, don't push yourself too hard!" Fu Mingcheng couldn't see his beloved woman being treated like this, his face darkened, and his eyes looked at Yan Qiao with an extremely cold look.

Jiang Yunshu's expression changed when he heard this, and he quickly pulled his hand and said warmly: "Mingcheng, don't be cruel to her."

"Yun Shu, you are too kind to be bullied by her." Fu Mingcheng glanced at her helplessly, but his eyes were full of threats when he looked at Yan Qiao.

"I don't care what you are planning, stay away from Yun Shu, you can't afford me."

"Neuropathy."

Yan Qiao rolled her eyes at him before he finished speaking, she has seen arrogant ones, but never seen such arrogant ones.

Back then, among those truly proud of heaven, none of them treated others with gentleness and courtesy, Fu Mingcheng was at most a grass chicken in her heart.

"Yan Qiao, how can you say this to Mingcheng? Apologize."

Jiang Yunshu frowned, feeling even more disappointed with this sister.

Yan Qiao didn't want to pay attention to them, turned around and left here.

Jiang Yunshu's delicate face was tense, indicating that she was not in a very good mood at the moment, and she stopped Yan Qiao in one step.

Yan Qiao looked at her for a while, the smile on his face slowly faded, and his eyes were cold and he said: "Get out of the way!"

"Yan Qiao, you must apologize."

Jiang Yunshu's patience had also been exhausted. There was obvious harshness in her eyes at this time. She must defend her boyfriend this time.

Yan Qiao's eyes froze, she stretched out her hand to press her shoulder, and lightly pushed her back, she fell directly into Fu Mingcheng's arms.

Fu Mingcheng quickly put his arms around Jiang Yunshu, looked at Yan Qiao with a little more inquiring eyes, and said that the move just now was not something ordinary people would do.

Yan Qiao didn't care what he thought. He sneered and left this place of right and wrong.

"Boss, do you have the best cinnabar and talisman paper?"

After wandering around, Yan Qiao went straight into a shop and asked straight to the point.

The boss glanced up at her and was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect such a young and beautiful girl to buy talismans.

Yan Qiao raised her eyebrows, and tapped on the table with her slender fingers.

The boss then came to his senses and said quickly: "Yes, but the talisman the girl mentioned is this kind of yellow paper?"

As he said that, the boss took out a piece of yellow paper and a little cinnabar to show her, and seeing her nodding, he asked, "How much do you want for each of these, Miss?"

To be honest, she didn't know the price of these things. After all, she had never touched them before, and this time she just wanted to try out the difference between the talismans made of cinnabar and yellow paper and the talismans made of spiritual power.

Another one is that her talisman doesn't seem to be usable in this world, so the talisman in the cave can only be seen but cannot be used.

While Yan Qiao listened to the boss introducing the prices of the cinnabar and yellow paper to her, she mentally estimated her bank card balance.

"Buy a hundred copies of each."

The boss nodded when he heard the words, then turned around and went back to the back room to pack a hundred materials and hand them to her.

Yan Qiao took the things, paid the money, thought for a moment, and reminded the boss: "Boss, if you have time, it would be best to go to the hospital for a physical examination as soon as possible."

After saying that, before the boss could react, Yan Qiao had already left the store.

It was still early, so Yan Qiao walked a little further into the inner street, and took a second look at the stalls on the side of the road, which were filled with various items.

Some stalls are full of people, while others are empty.

Yan Qiao stopped in front of a stall with a lot of people, and imitated those people and squatted down, carefully selecting the items on the stall.

The stall owner glanced at Yan Qiao from the corner of his eye, but he didn't take it seriously, and continued to introduce the items in their hands to other customers.

Yan Qiao picked up a wooden thing. To be precise, it was a piece of wood.

"How much is it?"

(End of this chapter)