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Yi Buran said, "I agreed to the first condition!"

Little Yuzi was a little satisfied now, "It's not too bad."

But then he became distressed again, "What if I can't get the Nine Soul Grass?"

Yi Buran remained silent, "I asked Bai Ze to keep an eye on Mrs. Ning, and start from her, to see if I can find it in advance!"

Xiaoyouzi probed, "If you can't find it, you can promise Ning Wu to be fine again!"

Seeing Yi Buran's cold eyes, Xiaoyouzi hurriedly said, "I mean, let's lie to him first, and run away when we get the herbs!"

Yi Buran's eyes were complicated, "What about Ning Wushuang?"

Little Youzi felt guilty, "She, she just let her follow her brother!"

At night, it was raining heavily, and Ning Wushuang was standing at the door of the other courtyard, drenched all over, knocking on the door.

"Yuzi, Second Master Yi, please help me find Doctor Sang to see my brother!"

Xiaoyuzi picked her up with an umbrella, "What's wrong?"

Ning Wushuang's tears were mixed with the rain, and she didn't care to wipe them off.

Grabbing Xiaoyouzi's hand, "Youzi, my brother suddenly became seriously ill, and he couldn't wake up no matter what. You can ask Dr. Sang to help me see him!"

As he spoke, he was about to kneel down to Xiaoyouzi and the others.

Xiaoyouzi held him back, "Don't worry, I, I'll let Bai Ze pick up Miracle Doctor Sang!"

Picking mulberries cursing and saving lives.

"The people who are involved with your Yi family are all looking for fun among the dead, and they have no interest in life!"

After applying acupuncture to check the pulse, "Okay, it's hopeless, just wait for death!"

After wiping his hands, Ning Wushuang grabbed his sleeve and knelt down on the ground for him.

"Doctor Sang, I beg you, please save my brother, please!"

"I saw that the boy's medical skills are evil and strange, and I don't know where I learned it.

Over the years, he has often treated him secretly, if he can live, he will be fine soon! "

Picking Mulberry pushed her hand away, "You should know that your brother's illness is not much different from Ning Wuque's. It's all hereditary and congenital."

"Inherited? Then why am I okay? And my brother, my brother was very healthy when he was young!"

Picking Mulberry shook his head, "Inheritance is not always inherited, you may be a fluke.

Ning Wuque has been weak since he was a child, and the onset of illness was early.

As for your brother, he is in good health and his vitality was tenacious when he was young, so the onset of the disease was later. "

While talking, Ning Wu woke up weakly again. Seeing her, Ning Wushuang sat up with difficulty, "Wushuang, brother is fine. Come here, I have something to say to you."

Seeing that they were going to talk, Xiaoyuzi withdrew with Pangzizi and the others.

Before leaving, he hesitated to speak and glanced at Ning Wuyou.

Ning Wu looked at her again, but said nothing.

Ning Wushuang sat by the bed, "Why did this happen? Brother, why haven't you said anything? Didn't you say that Nine Soul Grass can cure your illness?"

Ning Wu wiped her tears again, "Right now, I'm exhausted, even ten soul grass can't bring me back to life. It's the same reason as Ning Wuque.

If that old bastard hadn't been greedy and let Ning Wuque take the Nine Soul Grass when he was a child, I'm afraid Ning Wuque would have lived ten years longer. "

He smiled with difficulty, "Now the two and three long-cherished wishes have been fulfilled, and there is one more thing, you promise to brother, otherwise brother will die with regret."

"What, brother said yes!" Ning Wushuang cried like a tearful man.

Ning Wuyou, "Take the Nine Soul Grass as a dowry, take it with you, and marry Young Marshal Yi!"

"What?" Ning Wushuang shook his head violently, "No, brother, I can't promise this!"

Ning Wu breathed out again, and grabbed her hand, "Are you going to let my brother die in peace? Brother can rest assured only if you marry someone you like and can protect you."