Yitianxia, ​​Mother of Rebirth

Zhuang Xi originally planned to report to the officials if Zhuang Yanqiu did not come back, and even moved to seek help from the 'House of Prince Haozheng' if the officials did nothing.

Yuan'er has been crying silently since last night because of a taboo that caused the young master to be taken away by monsters.It's not good for Zhuang Xi to embarrass her anymore.

When Zhuang Yanqiu returned to the 'Ranqiu Courtyard', Zhuang Xi and Yuan'er were pacing back and forth in the courtyard, the other was sitting on the threshold of the middle hall wiping tears, and his pet A Fang was squatting on the ground with his eyes squinted. The corner of the wall was also whimpering and whimpering.

Zhuang Yanqiu smiled and shook her head, and when she landed, she cleared her throat heavily.

Hearing the sound, the two of them looked over, "Young Master—" Those three guys jumped on Zhuang Yanqiu's body one by one.

After successfully comforting the children at home, Zhuang Yanqiu asked Zhuang Xi to prepare a bucket of hot water for him, and took a comfortable bath.When he left Dushanbu, there were still traces left by that guy on his body, and he planned to clean it well, but now he stretched out his hand, and there was nothing left.

really weird?Can that thing be absorbed?

Zhuang Yanqiu didn't think too much.He is very open about having an intimate relationship with a stranger unintentionally. He is free now, let alone why he loves and has nothing to do with others. After the incident, he had already let go of his arms.

The more you care, the more others will hurt you with what you care about, and the same is true for fate.On the contrary, he is free and unrestrained, free and unrestrained, and lives happier and longer as he wants.

He wanted to live a long life, enjoying his youthful vitality to the fullest.Those short-lived people or things in life can no longer shake his mind.

After taking a shower, lie down on the bed refreshed.Just as she was about to go to bed, Zhuang Yanqiu's stomach started to hurt again for no reason.He quickly held his breath and concentrated, pushing the air flow in his body to the dantian, and this push made him sit up on the spot in fright.

what happened?He tried it out last night, and the eight tumors in his stomach were quite small, at most the size of a fingertip, why did they become the size of a longan today?

Zhuang Yanqiu took the pulse for herself, and found that her breathing was quite stable. The stomachache just now was not like last night, and it disappeared quickly.

He couldn't sleep at all now, turned around and went to the study, and began to look for ways to inhibit the growth of tumors in his body in the books left by his father.

It seems that he is still lucky.This unexplained sarcoma will grow, that is to say... it cannot stay.

Zhuang Yanqiu consulted various books, but there was no record of sarcoma in the body.As Shao Zhengyi said, there are tumors in the demon's body, which are usually the inner alchemy of the demon.He is sure that he is not a demon body, and Neidan's words are absolutely unbelievable.Besides, it is impossible for the demon's inner alchemy to grow so fast. According to the speed of this tumor in his body, it will soon open his belly.

After searching through all the books in the collection, Zhuang Yanqiu thought about it and decided to seek a professional doctor.After all, these cultivators only know a little bit of pulse-taking skills, and doctors are different. They can definitely tell the reason through feeling the pulse.

Zhuang Yanqiu changed her clothes, put on a big cloak to cover her head, and took Zhuang Xi out to seek medical treatment.

There are many doctors big and small in Taiyin City, those famous Zhuang Yanqiu can't go, those people are friends with the nobles and nobles in the city, he doesn't want to cause trouble for himself.So he brought Zhuang Xi to a 'medical clinic' in Beicheng, which was a civilian doctor with a good reputation.

After entering the door, Zhuang Yanqiu stretched out her arm without saying a word, asking the doctor to feel her pulse.

The doctor didn't ask any more questions. After feeling the pulse, he squinted his eyes and pondered for a moment. His brows furrowed and relaxed, and then raised and flattened. Zhuang Xi, who was standing beside him, became nervous, "Sir, you are talking."

The doctor touched a cup of tea again, then withdrew his hand, smiling, "This..." He looked at Zhuang Yanqiu in front of him, and couldn't tell whether this person was a man or a woman for a while, so he said without respect: "Congratulations. You are blessed!"