The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 49 Miss Langjiu's Abilities

After the doctor who had examined Shen Peng came out, he looked at the wound on Lang Jiuchuan's forehead, prescribed a blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing decoction, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Shen Qinghe and his wife were a little nervous and asked, "Is there something wrong with this broken hand? Do you want some bone-healing and tendon-strengthening medicine and a bandage?"

The concern on their faces was not fake, especially Shen Qinghe. In the Marquis' Mansion, he swore to Lang Zhengping that he would send Lang Jiuchuan back safely. But now that she had just come out, she had a forehead injury and a broken hand. These were minor injuries that could be covered up and were visible at a glance. How could he not feel guilty?

Especially since the person who hurt her was his own wife, he felt even more guilty. Moreover, Lang Jiuchuan was the only daughter of the deceased General Anbei. If she were to be killed, wouldn't their Shen family and the Lang family become enemies for life?

The accompanying doctor said, "It's okay to reattach the dislocated joint. You can also use some medicine if you want."

"Then use it."

"No need."

Shen Qinghe and Lang Jiuchuan spoke at the same time.

Hearing Lang Jiuchuan say no, Madam Shen frowned and said, "Miss Jiu, you should use medicine. This bone is broken, and even if you reattach it, it will hurt the root. If you don't take good care of it, when you are old, you will suffer from rheumatism when it is cold and rainy."

Lang Jiuchuan smiled faintly: "Don't worry about it, I know what's going on. I can't blame you for what happens in the future."

Seeing her say this, Shen Qinghe and Mrs. Shen both frowned.

This child is so stubborn.

The accompanying doctor looked at Lang Jiuchuan and said, "The girl is really weak, with a weak pulse, and a lack of energy and blood. She is in a state of decline. She must be taken care of carefully, otherwise her life span will be greatly affected."

Shen Qinghe and the others were startled when they heard this. She looked indeed weak, but the doctor's judgment that she was really weak made them feel very awkward.

The two of them looked at Lang Jiuchuan at the same time. She was calm, as if nothing had happened, without any sadness or desolation on her face.

"Thank you, doctor. I will keep it in mind." Lang Jiuchuan thanked the accompanying doctor with a smile.

After the doctor left, Lang Jiuchuan said, "I am fine, but your son is the real concern. Let's go over and take a look."

Mrs. Shen was suddenly startled. She had really forgotten about her son and hurried to bed.

Shen Peng lit a new calming incense and leaned on the cushion, staring at the bed curtain. He looked dazed. When he heard the noise, he turned his head and saw the person following behind his parents, his eyes flinched.

Jiang Che squatted in front of him and tried to lift the quilt off him with his two paws, but Lang Jiuchuan stopped him: "What are you doing?"

"Let me see if he's in jail. The way he beat me to death just now hurt me."

Lang Jiuchuan's face darkened: "Be a tiger and come back."

He came back embarrassedly, squatted on her head, and was pulled and tugged by Lang Jiuchuan's thoughts, pressed deep into his spiritual platform.

fed up.

"Peng'er, you scared me to death." Mrs. Shen came to the bedside, grabbed Shen Peng's hand, and burst into tears.

Shen Peng smiled weakly: "Father, Mother, I am an unfilial son."

He had been tormented for some time and had lost his energy and spirit. His cheeks were thin and pale. Compared with Lang Jiuchuan, the two were really in the same boat.

"I don't blame you. How can I blame you?" Mrs. Shen wiped her tears, looked down at her hand, and glanced at his abdomen.

The doctor just said that it was fortunate that it was stopped in time and the root was not damaged. Otherwise, if that part was damaged, the child would also be damaged. Even if he recovered, he might never recover. We have to thank Lang Jiuchuan. I really don't know where she got the strength to hold him down with her weak body.

After this incident, Mrs. Shen's eyes softened when she looked at Lang Jiuchuan. Regardless of whether she really had the ability to solve the strange things happening to her son, she had already saved him once.

"Thanks to Miss Nine." She looked at Lang Jiuchuan with gratitude.

Shen Peng also looked over, and his ears felt a little hot.

Lang Jiuchuan stood aside and said, "You just behaved in a self-harming manner because of the evil spirit in your body, which made you lose your mind. You don't need to blame yourself."

Shen Qinghe frowned, "But Peng'er has never been like this before. He just loses his essence and energy day by day. Why is he like this all of a sudden?"

Lang Jiuchuan said: "This is also what I told you, the reason why your son can't wait."

Shen Qinghe was suddenly startled.

"What does this mean?" Mrs. Shen asked sharply.

Lang Jiuchuan took down the talisman on the bedside, opened it and took a look, and said, "What is evil? It is naturally dark and vicious. It will mess up people's minds. If the evil becomes a big thing, it will directly take his life."

She raised her head, looked at Shen Peng, and said, "You should be thankful that your wife is kind-hearted and has good deeds to protect you, and your Excellency is an upright official, respected by the people, and has accumulated a righteous aura that can protect their descendants. Otherwise, you would already be walking on the road to hell."

Although they knew they were in big trouble, when they heard Lang Jiuchuan's words which were tantamount to a death sentence, not only Shen Peng himself, but also Shen Qinghe and his wife all changed their expressions, without a single color on their faces.

Shen Qinghe said in a deep voice: "But you said that I was the one who brought this upon myself, so I should be the one to suffer. How could it be that Peng'er suffered? He clearly has never been to the Daughter Village."

"Sir, you are a good official."

Shen Qinghe: "..."

We were talking about a serious topic, why did you suddenly start praising him?
It makes people feel strange and uncomfortable.

Shen Qinghe straightened his back and chest slightly and glanced at her sideways. "That's nice. Say more."

"You have petitioned for the people over the years, and you have been an upright official. You have a righteous aura. In your current position, you often try prisoners in prison. Such places are full of evil spirits, both Gang evil spirits and blood evil spirits. You have been there for many years, so naturally you will be contaminated with some evil spirits. This is just like a general who has killed countless enemies on the battlefield, with a blood evil aura all over his body. Such an aura is not only feared by humans, but also by ordinary evil spirits. Otherwise, why is there a saying called "powerful without anger"? I think when you don't speak, it makes people tremble."

"That's right. He is very scary when he doesn't smile. When he was sent out, some people used his name to scare children." Mrs. Shen said immediately.

Lang Jiuchuan added: "You have the aura of Gangsha protecting you, so the evil creature dare not approach you, but it is not impossible for it to use you as a medium to harm the people around you."

As she spoke, she glanced at him, tapped the Emperor Bell on her waist, and asked, "Is there anything you lost in the Daughter Village that you luckily found?"

Shen Qinghe suddenly froze, his expression changed slightly: "Yes."

He looked at Mrs. Shen and asked, "Where is the eighteen-bead wood carving pendant that Peng'er personally carved for me?"

Mrs. Shen stood up, went to the closet, took out a bundle, and pulled out a string of lapel pendants from it.

"what!"

When Mrs. Shen saw the thing, she screamed in fright and threw the pendant at Lang Jiuchuan's feet.

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