Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

There was a blank space in her mind. She walked forward and walked until she passed away. When the man came to the courtyard where the monarch was living, she looked at the pharmacist who shook her head and walked out. She pulled it. One person, ask: "What happened to him? Is it serious?"

The pharmacist who was being seen saw that Yan Qianhua was finished. He said: "The situation is not very good. Now the whole person is unaware."

"Can't you cure it? Is he injured? Or is it practicing evil?" End Yan Qianhua asked, the hand under the sleeves tightened tightly and unconsciously.

"He is a devil, this, no forensic." The old pharmacist shook his head and walked away, while still muttering: "I didn't expect people like the owner to have a sneak peek." One day, when the devil is trapped, it is really impossible for anyone to rob this kind of thing."

Finished Yan Qianhua’s standing. Devil?

In my mind, I couldn’t help but think of what Feng Jiu told her. She said that his heart is a disease, the medicine is effective...

Walking in a heavy pace, went to the room and saw the lord and a few of the sages talking, she stepped forward and looked inside.

"Miss Wan Yan, you are coming!"

The middle-aged man who was at the bedside saw her and quickly called. He knows, the lord of the door is Miss Wan Yan, now the devil has become, the suppression will only make the demons become more powerful, like the door owner, no matter what kind of magic It’s useless. He’s a heart disease, and his heart disease is only a medicine.

Wan Yan Qianhua did not respond, just quietly watching the pale face of the bed, he was lying there with a very weak breath, pale face like paper, motionless, as if he was always asleep, let her see I can't help but feel flustered.

She thought that he had let go, but when she saw him like this, she realized that he had been in her heart and had never let go of it. She had been deceiving herself all the time.

The Sovereign and several lords looked at each other with a strange look. Yan Qianhua stood in front of the bed and shed tears, and could not help but look at each other. They gestured slightly with their hands, and a few people went out of the room, and the middle-aged men were called out by them.

When I got outside, the Sovereign looked to the middle-aged man and asked, "What is going on with her doorkeeper?" Intuitively, they seem to have something they don't know.

In my mind, I couldn’t help but think that Yan Qianhua was injured in the Xiaoyao Gate for a long time. Since then, she has not returned to the Zongmen, but went to the practice. Now I look at these two people. It seems unusual!

The middle-aged man sighed: "The devil of my homeowner is due to Miss Wan Yan."

Hearing the words, the lord and other people looked slightly, and they saw a surprise in their eyes. The heart is starting from Yan Qianhua? Everyone present was fine. When he said this, almost everyone wanted to understand what it was all about.

"Hey! It’s the most sad thing since ancient times. I didn’t expect your homeowner to be the same. It’s gone. Since it started with her, it can only be solved by her.” The lord shook his head and left with a negative hand. .

"We will go first. When you say something to her, you will tell the lord to let her stay here to take care of your family. After all, she was injured and my lord took care of her for a while. These kind of feelings have to be returned. of."