The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

"You can't touch it, and you can't see it either." Xiao Jiechi looked at the woman's actions and quickly explained, "Ordinary people can't see it."

"Then the young master can see it?"

"Yes, I can see that."

"Can the young master help me?" the woman asked.

Although she asked this, she didn't really want to do anything by abstaining from food. He was just a few years old, not a great monk, so what could he do?

"I, I can't do it," Jie Chi said a little embarrassedly, "but I know someone who can help. Can I ask her to come over?"

Jie Chi knew that Lu Zhaoling and the others wanted to save the child.

"But she wants money. Do you have any money, donors?"

Lu Shi mainly wants to save people, so he can't let her suffer any loss.

The couple looked at each other again, and then their expressions changed.

"I thought you, the young master, looked cute, but I didn't expect you were helping to defraud people of their money."

The woman looked at Xiaojie eating and felt a little angry.

This statement has too much of a smug and deceptive vibe.

The adult hasn't even come over to take a look, but he sent a little kid over and directly asked for money. Isn't this just a scam?

"Young Master, we see that you are a genuine monk. We probably just got tricked by your master because you are still young, so we won't bother with you."

The man couldn't be angry with Jie. Such a little kid must have been tricked into becoming a monk by some bad monks a long time ago, and then they took him with them, using his innocent appearance to cheat people out of money.

Speaking of which, this little monk is also pitiful.

"You'd better go back."

"No, my two benefactors, I am not lying. Your son..."

Before she could finish her words about quitting eating, the man gently pushed her out the door.

"Okay, little master, be smarter and don't follow your master around cheating people." He gave Xiaojie a piece of advice and then closed the door.

Jie Chi looked at the closed door, moved his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

He didn't dare to knock on the door again.

The door of the next room opened and Yin Yunting waved at him.

"come back."

He stopped eating and ran back quickly.

At this time, in the room, the couple looked at their son again, their faces full of worry and nervousness.

"Husband, Xiaowen really looks abnormal." The woman tried to pull her son's hand away again, but he still bit it.

This is very wrong.

How could they have thought it was okay before?

The woman's eyes turned red, and she finally felt nervous.

"Yeah, that's really wrong!" The man also became nervous, "Let's take him out to see a doctor!"

"Yes, go see the doctor."

If you encounter something wrong, of course you should go see a regular doctor as soon as possible.

So they hurried out again, carrying their son.

Only then did Lu Zhaoling open his eyes.

Jie Chi stood in front of her, feeling a little uneasy, "Donor Lu, I saw that there was a layer of black energy binding the child."

But he couldn't tell what it was, and there was nothing he could do.

"Will the child die?"

He was about to cry.

Lu Zhaoling stood up and said, "Let's follow them."

The child lost his soul.

Going to the doctor won't cure it.

They had encountered a funeral procession before, and Lu Zhaoling wanted to follow it to see if the child's loss of soul was related to the funeral procession.

They hurriedly followed him out.

The couple went downstairs and asked the waiter which doctor nearby had better medical skills.

The waiter looked at the child they were holding and didn't think much about it. "Turn right after you go out and walk a little further. There is a Renjitang. The old doctor there has been practicing medicine for 20 years and has always been the most famous doctor in our Mengjiang City."

So close?

The couple felt relieved when they heard this.

He is a famous old doctor and he is so close, so Xiaowen will definitely be fine.

They had passed by the Renjitang before.

So they hurried out with the child in their arms.

Lu Zhaoling and others also followed him out.

They walked, and Zhou Shiyue and the little monk followed slowly behind in a carriage, so as not to make Zhou Shiyue's presence too strong and attract too much attention.

That Renjitang is indeed very close.

There were a lot of people in Renjitang at this time, and it was quite noisy.

When the couple walked in with their child, they were a little confused because they saw several other people carrying children.

Moreover, as soon as they saw those children, their hearts suddenly sank.

Because those children looked similar to Xiaowen. They didn't cry or make any noise, and were so quiet that they looked dull.

If he was really sick, a child of this age would usually cry non-stop, so why was he so quiet?

"Husband, why do I feel so panicked?" The wife reached out and grabbed the man's sleeve, her hands and feet feeling a little cold.

"Don't worry, we're here now, we have to see a doctor," said the man.

"You two, please wait a minute. There are a few patients who arrived earlier." A child doctor came over and apologized to them, then looked at Xiaowen.

The couple had no choice but to wait aside holding their child.

In front of the medical record, the old doctor was taking the pulse of a child of five or six years old.

After checking the child's pulse, he said to him, "Come, open your mouth and let me see."

After he said it three times, the child finally opened his mouth, and he still seemed obedient.

The old doctor looked at his tongue carefully and examined his eyes.

"It's like a convulsion," he asked. "Has the child been frightened before?"

The child's father was puzzled and said, "No, nothing happened. It just happened suddenly."

"That's impossible."

The old doctor looked puzzled, "He is just a little weak. Is it because he hasn't been out for a long time, doesn't eat much, and doesn't get much sun?"

"No, my son is in good health. He often plays with the neighborhood kids outside and eats a lot," the child's father added.

There was something wrong in the way he looked at the old doctor.

"Doctor Jiang, what's going on?"

Doctor Jiang's medical skills have always been good, so why couldn't he diagnose anything right this time?

Doctor Jiang's expression also changed.

He felt that he had not made a wrong diagnosis, as this was how the child looked.

"How about taking him to another clinic?"

"Doctor Jiang, you can't see this?"

It’s not that he can’t see it, that’s just his diagnosis.

A young woman at the back said, "Brother, your son looks similar to my son. Why don't you let Doctor Jiang take a look at my son first?"

The child in her arms looked about three or four years old and a little chubby.

In this case, it would be difficult for Dr. Jiang to say that he eats too little, right?

The man in front turned around, looked at her child, and nodded, "Okay, you do it."

The young woman came forward holding her son.

"Doctor Jiang, please take a look."

Doctor Jiang didn't look very well at this moment, but he still examined the child without saying a word.