The mountain master suddenly hugged his head.

He has a headache!

Especially when hearing the three names Chu Lian, Chu Qingying, and Chu Qingjue, some fragments flashed in Shanzhu's mind.

A strict and shrewd father, a beautiful and gentle sister, and a child sitting in the study writing big characters.

"Ah Jue's birthday is coming soon, this time you can't break your promise and take him to the amusement park!"

The gentle voice of the beautiful sister sounded.

The always serious father nodded: "Well, I asked the secretary to make arrangements for Ah Jue's birthday."

"Ajue, did you hear that? Dad can finally celebrate our birthday with us this time."

"I would rather go with my sister." Little Ah Jue looked up at her sister.

Obviously, he liked his sister more than his father.

The older sister stroked little Ah Jue's hair, and said dotingly: "Okay, older sister will go too."

This scene flashed, and many fragments flashed in his mind.

At this moment, the mountain master finally decided that he was the little uncle Feng Chuyue spoke of, Chu Qingjue!

He is from the Chu family, so after meeting Feng Chuyue for the first time, he felt a sense of closeness.

However, this feeling can sometimes go wrong, so he didn't approach Feng Chuyue rashly.

Now that the memory has recovered a bit, it is a bit unreasonable not to recognize the niece.

"I..." Chu Qingjue couldn't speak for a long time, he simply looked at Manager Wang, "You go out first."

Manager Wang was still a little worried, but he also went out.

Only Feng Chuyue and Chu Qingjue were left in the room.

Chu Qingjue took off the mask.

That face was somewhat similar to Chu Qingying's, but more like the young grandfather Feng Chuyue had seen in old photos.

"Little uncle?" Feng Chuyue called out unconsciously.

What does it mean to step through the iron shoes and find nowhere to find it without any effort?

That's it!

After looking for Chu Qingjue for so long, she never expected that Chu Qingjue is not only still alive, but also a member of the Xuanling Realm.

As for the owner of Xuanling Villa, this is not a status that ordinary people can get.

"Your name is Chu Yue?"

Chu Qingjue looked at Feng Chuyue, but he actually knew her identity.

This child has suffered a lot.

To be precise, it was my sister who suffered a lot of grievances after she got married.

Since she was a little girl walking outside, she knew it by Chu Yue's name.

Does she wish her surname is Chu?

Chu Qingjue's current feeling is that the blood relationship is amazing.

When he saw Chu Yue's real information, he inexplicably kept it firmly in mind, and showed a different concern for her than those before.

"My name is Feng Chuyue." Feng Chuyue simply took off her mask.

When Chu Qingjue saw her, it was as if he saw the beautiful sister in the fragmented picture in his mind.

The feeling of closeness to Feng Chuyue is even stronger than before.

"My mother married someone named Feng, so I temporarily take my father's surname."

The reason why Feng Chuyue said that was because she was going to take her mother's surname again soon.

Chu Qingying had agreed to change the children's surnames after divorcing Feng Maolin.

Feng Chuyue didn't want to be named Feng for a long time.

"Your mother, is she okay?" Although Chu Qingjue had investigated all of Feng Chuyue's information, she also remembered that Feng Chuyue herself was a doctor.

If her mother is really hopeless, she won't be in the mood to save others.

Therefore, maybe the eldest sister's condition is not as serious as the investigation data shows.

"She's not well, but with Samsara Dan, her body will get better soon."

"On the contrary, little uncle, if you don't want my mother to worry about you when she sees you, you'd better let me see your legs first."

Feng Chuyue spoke so forcefully that she somehow felt that although this little uncle was the owner of Xuanling Villa, he would still be afraid of Chu Qingying.

After all, the elder sister has a purely natural blood pressure on the younger brother.

"My legs..." Chu Qingjue hesitated.

Feng Chuyue has already taken Chu Qingjue's pulse.

After feeling the pulse, Feng Chuyue's complexion was not very good-looking.

"This leg, is it because you jumped into the river to catch fish jelly?"

Both legs were frozen numb.

If it wasn't for the fact that the old god was from the mysterious spirit world and protected Chu Qingjue's heart with spiritual energy, he probably wouldn't be able to survive.

But even though the old god saved people, he went too late, and there was nothing he could do about Chu Qingjue's legs.

In that environment back then, treatment was delayed, and he was able to keep Chu Qingjue's legs instead of amputating them, which is already very rare.

"My memory of that year is also very vague." Chu Qingjue frowned, "At that time I had a high fever, and when I woke up again, I lost my memory."

"However, at a young age, I know how to find something to eat when I'm hungry."

The time in Heishi Village was the most humiliating for Chu Qingjue, although he couldn't remember much.

Feng Chuyue frowned: "I know, the situation at that time was very bad, and it's normal that your leg couldn't be cured."

"However, now that there is Samsara Pill, I might give it a try."

"It's just that your legs have been frostbitten for so many years. If you want to stand up again, it's not just the Samsara Pill."

After taking Chu Qingjue's pulse, Feng Chuyue knew that Chu Qingjue might not be cured so easily.

That can only make her mother get better first, as long as her mother is fine, even if the little uncle sees her in a wheelchair, it will make Chu Qingying happier than the news of his death, right?

"I have been mentally prepared for a long time, even if it can't be cured, it doesn't matter."

Chu Qingjue has been in trouble for many years, and he has long been indifferent.

"It's cured well, you have to have confidence."

"Do your legs hurt so much in winter?"

It's okay to be hot in summer, but in winter, Chu Qingjue may not be able to bear it.

"Yes, so in winter, I basically don't go out of the small building."

Chu Qingjue's building is also good at keeping warm. He really hurts, and it hurts every day.

Feng Chuyue said, no wonder the temperature in this small building is higher than other places.

She had been in for so long, she was already so hot that she took off her down jacket.

Even in unlined clothing, she still feels quite hot.

Feng Chuyue squatted down, first massaged Chu Qingjue's legs, and then performed acupuncture for him to ventilate and activate blood circulation.

Using spiritual power to warm up Chu Qingjue's legs, it didn't hurt so much.

"Where is your bedroom?" Feng Chuyue asked suddenly.

Chu Qingjue pointed in a direction, and Feng Chuyue suddenly bent down and hugged him directly.

Chu Qingjue: "..." Does the little uncle want to lose face?

This niece is too... too strong.

"Lie down first, it's more convenient for me to massage for you, as well as acupuncture."

Even without giving Chu Qingjue a chance to speak, Feng Chuyue is a person with super execution ability.

When she finished the treatment, Chu Qingjue had already fallen asleep.

He was breathing smoothly, and Feng Chuyue was relieved.

There was already sweat on her forehead, she wiped the sweat off her forehead, and then went to the bathroom to tidy up.

Without disturbing Chu Qingjue, Feng Chuyue went down from the second floor by herself.

Seeing Feng Chuyue going downstairs, Ling Que finally took a look at her.

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