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Now the Little Doctor Wang saw this scene, but the reaction is faster, secretly pulled the corner of Dr. Wang's clothes.

All of a sudden, Dr. Wang reacted and quickly grasped Zhang Xiaojian's hand.

"It's very kind of you. I just did my duty as a doctor." When Dr. Wang spoke, his eyes were a little ruddy. For so many years, he seldom met such an approachable big man.

Zhang Xiaojian laughed and said, "OK, I'll take you as a friend. In the future, if you have anything to say directly to me, or call him."

Zhang Xiaojian points to Ouyang Yu, who laughs and nods.

After saying that, Zhang Xiaojian's eyes fell on the little body beside Dr. Wang. Her eyes lit up and said, "this little girl is your person."

Dr. Wang laughed and said, "I'm my apprentice."

"you and I have some fate. In addition, you have the root of cultivating immortals. If you like, I can introduce you a master." Zhang Xiaojian squints at the novel.

Although Xiaoxiao feels that the people in front of her are not ordinary, but she is only in her twenties, not much older than she. She asks, "you are too young to be my master."

After a long time, he said, "silly boy, he's not old. If I hadn't had a serious illness a few years ago, I'm afraid you'll look a few years older than you."

Little surprised. I don't speak.

Dr. Wang patted his little head and said, "this child is stupid. Since he is destined to become immortal, please."

When I was young, she was ready to kneel down to worship her teacher. She was stopped by Zhang Xiaojian and said, "I'm really too busy. I'm not talking about the master, but my wife's dumping."

Ouyang Yu's face showed a look of surprise. He sighed a long time and said, "I really envy this child."

Xiaoxiao still knelt down and said, "although I am not a master, I still want to worship you. My father said that people should know how to be grateful. If others have a good thing for you, you should return 100 good ones."

She looked solemn and kowtowed, and then she was pulled up by Zhang Xiaojian. She took out two things with a smile. One was a delicate jade pendant with runes on it, and the other was a small green bottle.

Xiaoxiao was not polite. She took it and kowtowed again. This time, Zhang Xiaojian held her back and said, "I have fate with you. This jade pendant has spiritual power, which can help you to save yourself from danger when you encounter an attack. There are pills in this bottle. You can take one every month, which is absolutely good for your future cultivation."

After the small received things, the original pink face turned red, and there were tears in the eyes.

Zhang Xiaojian laughed and patted her on the shoulder. He said, "my son, I guess you are from an ordinary family, and so am I. if we want to get ahead, we have to pay several times more efforts than ordinary people. Therefore, don't complain about God or life. We have to rely on ourselves."

Little hard nod. Not talking, holding things tightly in the hand.

Everyone was shaken by Zhang Xiaojian's words. Even Ouyang Yu sighed a long time.

Over the years, Zhang Xiaojian is how to climb up from the bottom. He knows that although he has not personally participated in the previous affairs, he has also heard from others.

The second generation of officials and the second generation of rich people with family background are different from them. There is really no other way for these ordinary people's children of family background to succeed. It can only be hard work, gripping teeth and working hard.

After Zhang Xiaojian finished speaking, she also became silent. Then she lit a cigarette and took two silent puffs. Her eyes fell on Dr. Wang's face and asked, "I don't know if my brother knows where the legendary ghost grass can be found."

Dr. Wang frowned and said, "it's just a legend in the book. I don't know if there is one."

Dr. Wang stopped for a moment and then said, "it is said in the book that there are sacred trees on the coast of the East China Sea, which are hundreds of feet high, and there are also ghosts. Ghost grass grows in the place where ghosts drink water."

Zhang Xiaojian nodded and did not speak.

There was a brief silence in the room. For a long time, Ouyang Yu said, "why don't you go back and have a rest first. I think you're tired, too

Zhang Xiaojian shook her head and said, "you go back first. I will accompany my daughter here."

Ouyang Yu nodded, without affectation, and took people away directly.

Zhang Xiaojian walked into the ward, standing in front of her daughter, tears hazy.

At that moment, he felt that he owed her too much. In fact, he wanted to lay a solid foundation for her, so that her starting point would not be like him.

But now, how do you feel a little sour? Take a look at the family of three people together. Although they have no money, they are also very happy.

Whether he was right or wrong, he could not understand at this moment.

A cigarette lit, light blue smoke slowly rising, from his head bit by bit dense open.The daughter lies quietly on the hospital bed, the sleeping appearance looks so lovely, as lovely as her mother.

Just, the corner of the mouth that touch of unruly has his seven point appearance.

Zhang Xiaojian smile, smile very happy.

After this incident, he decided to take his daughter back to the city of freedom. He would never ask about the affairs of the world. The family would never be separated.

A hotel, Liu Mengmeng's room, did not turn on the light. The house is able to see everything clearly, because the city's most indispensable is the light. It may be that people's hearts are as desolate as the desert, or as lonely as children, which makes the lights full of wine and wine.

Liu Mengmeng is sitting on the sofa with a long knife in front of her.

The width of the knife is about two fingers. The length of the knife is 90 cm. The blade is a cross section. There is a vivid leopard carved on the knife. It is running fast. You can feel the pain of muscle contraction.

With a red silk handkerchief in her hand, Liu Mengmeng slowly wipes the long knife. Her eyes were soft, as if she were looking at a man she liked.

Time in the flow of minutes and seconds, that kind of slight click sounds a little nervous.

The hour hand is like two o'clock in the second half of the night. The woman slowly stands up with the long knife in her hand, and walks past like the door step by step.

Outside the door, in the corridor, there are several men chatting, East and West, it seems to be very leisurely, but some of the stiff muscles on the face make people feel something is wrong.