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Chapter 648 Nightmares 14
As Dongfang Jue said this, she sneezed twice in a row, trembling all over from the cold, her voice trembling with cold, "What's going on, why am I so cold, female ghost, where did the female ghost go?"

Glancing at the panic-stricken Dongfang Jue, Qiao Wan said in a cold tone, "Uncle Dongfang, there are no female ghosts. The evil spirits you see are your demons, and they will only appear in your dreams, not ghosts. Reality."

After listening to Qiao Wan's words, Dongfang Jue still showed panic and bewilderment on his face, as if he still couldn't understand what happened.

I just feel that I have a severe headache, and Dongfang Jue's expression is full of confusion, "What's going on, what's going on, why don't I understand?"

"Uncle, you had another nightmare just now, but there are no female ghosts." Here, Min Ru's voice sounded extremely gentle.

After hearing Min Ru's words, Dongfang Jue quickly glanced at Min Ru, then looked around, and found that this was indeed his room, and there were no female ghosts here, and he was just dreaming.

Only then did Dongfang Jue react, coughed twice, and couldn't help reaching out to touch his neck, only to feel that his neck was in severe pain, and his throat was almost crushed by someone, and there was a burst of pain. Burning pain.

Touching his neck, Dongfang Jue only felt lingering fear.

Clearly remembering how he pinched his neck just now, Dongfang Jue's face quickly became more and more ugly, "What's going on, it was just a nightmare before, I never, never did anything to myself, this But what should I do, if this happens every day, what should I do?"

Qiao Wan smelled a faint fragrance floating in the air.

The scent was a bit like mint, but it was so different. It was hard to describe the scent in words, and it made Qiao Wan feel indescribable.

Qiao Wan frowned and asked, "What kind of fragrance is this?"

There is a cool smell in the room, a bit like refreshing mint, but it doesn't have such a direct and strong aroma, and there is a bit of euphemism in it, which hits the head directly, making people frown.

When Qiao Wan asked, her gaze had already landed on the table.

I saw a small medicine jar neatly placed on the table, and the refreshing fragrance was diffused from it.

The medicine jar is round, but two knuckles thick, and is carved out of crystal. After opening, there is a layer of dark green plaster inside. There are very fresh scratch marks on it, and it must have been used by someone. This plaster did not last too long.

Min Ru also looked at the elixir, a faint gleam appeared in his eyes, and he asked casually in his tone, "Uncle, where did this ointment come from?"

Dongfang Jue was still in shock, and after hearing this, he reacted for a while before replying, "This is the ointment that Xiaoshi begged for me. I have been in poor health before, thanks to this ointment, I am very healthy. Great improvement, I wanted to try this ointment today to see if it would work on my nightmare, but it didn't seem to work."

"Master, this medicine can't cure everything. Master, don't go to the doctor in a hurry." Eleventh Aunt looked at Dongfang Jue with concern.

(End of this chapter)