It was originally necessary to use acupuncture and moxibustion for six needles before the operation of Bagua to cure the disease. Actually, it was quite strange.
Because Zhang Xingyun's art of acupuncture and eight trigrams has already belonged to the unique medicine.
In order to cure Han Xiang, we must have talents beyond Zhang Xingyun's medical skills!
According to the meaning of Qimeng, it is confirmed that no one else has treated Han Xiang, but what is the explanation?
"By the way, did the doctor draw blood for yu'er today?"
Zhang Xingyun can only think of it as having something to do with blood drawing. After all, natural recovery is impossible.
"Today's is in the morning, elder martial brother," Xie Ningning? "
Zhang Xingyun was stunned for a moment and then looked at the black bag on the bedside table.
"She left this one?"
"Yes, in addition to a strange wooden box, there are also some photos and letters." Qimeng said.
Zhang Xingyun used to open the package, which is really like Qimeng said. In addition to a box, there are also several photos and letters.
However, seeing those yellow photos, Zhang Xingyun was stunned there on the spot, and then her body was shaking, and her outstretched hand was also slightly shaking. This was the first time Zhang Xingyun showed such a state.
"Zhang Xingyun, what's wrong with you?" Han Xiang asked a little worried.
Qimeng also felt strange.
Zhang Xingyun seems to hear nothing. At the moment, she is almost completely immersed in her own world. Her eyes are staring at those photos, and a trace of water mist rises from a pair of sword eyes.
Pick up the photo, it is a family photo, a man and a woman, with a child in the middle, three faces full of smile, looking very happy, very satisfied.
There are also a few photos of two families together, two adults stand in the back, in front of a man and a woman, two children hugged and stood together, very close.
"Woo..."
For a long time, Zhang Xingyun vomited her turbid breath, and her expression on her face returned to indifference again, looking extremely cold.
After putting away some photos, Zhang Xingyun looked at several letters and thought about them. She didn't open them on the spot. She put them in her pocket. When she had time, she would read them by herself. Later, Zhang Nebula focused on the only wooden box.
"My eyes are familiar..."
The more Zhang Xingyun looked, the more he felt that the wooden box seemed to have been seen somewhere.
Think carefully, and think of this thing is Xie Ningning, he left with a trace of impression.
, as like as two peas in what Zhang Lilian saw, he put the box in the same box as the wooden box and put them in their home. So he saw that they had two yellow sub sheets sticking out of the wooden box outside their house. But the wooden box outside was bare and nothing.
After a look, it seems that the box can be opened. Zhang Xingyun does not hesitate to open the box, but after opening, Zhang Xingyun is slightly stunned.
Because there is nothing in it.
Isn't it the same wooden box? In Zhang Xingyun's memory, she said that the wooden box could not be opened.
"Was there nothing in this box before?"
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