Without practicing the Hehuan skill, the crazy leader has infinite charm

Yao Jia couldn't understand. It was just a divorce, so why did she get so angry and even vomit blood?

Besides, it’s not that Nangong Xiu Lan has always looked down on her. After the divorce, he can go find the woman of his dreams, and the two of them can live together freely and happily.

This guy is really stubborn!

When the thunder passed, Yao Jia continued to shout: "Someone come! Call a doctor! The Great God of Destiny has fainted!"

The disciples downstairs finally heard it and quickly called a doctor to treat Nangong Xiu Lan.

The doctor felt Nangong Xiulan's pulse, frowned, and said to Yao Jia after a long while: "The Great God of Life is overtired and has a stagnation of blood and qi due to anger. It's not a big deal to spit out blood, but..."

Yao Jia heard him stop talking halfway and hurriedly urged: "What is it? Tell me now!"

"It's just that long-term excessive worry is bound to harm the body. Maybe this is the reason why he fell into a coma."

"Ah?" Yao Jia looked at Nangong Xiulan lying on the couch. Worrying too much? What was he thinking about all day? He made himself look like this.

“Is there a solution?”

The doctor shook his head gently and said, "Heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. Excuse me for being blunt, but the Great God of Destiny is probably trapped by love." After saying that, he looked at Yao Jia with a melancholy face.

"For love?" Yao Jia was confused. When did Nangong Xiulan have someone he liked? She stared at the doctor blankly and said, "This is impossible. How could he have someone he liked?"

At most, I like fortune-telling.

"Oh? Why are you so sure, Young Master?" the doctor asked curiously.

"Of course not. All day long I'm either observing the night sky, fortune-telling, or teaching classes. How can I have time to think about love?" Yao Jia defended.

"But..." The doctor hesitated to speak. He really didn't know what the young master's brain circuit was like.

Finally, he sighed and said, "If there is no disease, then there is no disease. I will prescribe some medicine for Dasi Ming to take. The disease comes like a mountain falling, and goes away like a thread being pulled out. Young Pavilion Master, please take good care of him."

Yao Jia sent the doctor away and stayed by Nangong Xiu Lan's bed, thinking carefully about what he said before he fell into a coma, and became more and more confused.

Yao Jia began to blame herself, blaming herself for being so stubborn and insisting on getting a divorce, and for making the other person so angry that he vomited blood.

If Yao Jia still had any resentment towards him before, it was mostly gone now. She just hoped that he would wake up soon.

Call Lin Jiang to transport the unconscious Nangong Xiu Lan back to Nangong Mansion.

Lin Congmo frowned as he looked at the unconscious person on the bed, then turned around and slapped Yao Jia.

"You've become even more of a jerk now. You're actually going to divorce him! Do you know that A-Lan can't live without you for the rest of her life?"

Yao Jia covered her face and sneered, "Father Lin is really good at bluffing. Can't live without me? How can anyone in this world live without another person? My marriage with him is nothing but a joke. You and mother secretly decided it when I was ignorant of the world. I just want a divorce, and I didn't drive him away. Is it necessary to be so desperate without a title?"

"That's easy for you to say. He and you complement each other's fate. Have you calculated how many years you have left to live without him?"

"Don't try to fool me with your fate! You and your mother also have complementary fates, but what about your mother? Didn't she die early? It shows that the idea of ​​complementary fates is all nonsense."

"You...you..." Lin Congmo simply had no way to communicate with Yao Jia.

Forget it, forget it! He himself was a little confused, so how could he get involved in Yao Jia's affairs? In the end, he just walked away.

Yao Jia rubbed her cheeks, feeling aggrieved. Uncle Lin had never hit her before, but he slapped her for Nangong Xiu Lan.

Looking at Nangong Xiu Lan on the bed, his eyes became vicious. He walked over and Yang Qishou said, "You can't hit your elders, so hitting the one on the bed might as well vent your anger."

Just as the little hand was about to fall, Nangong Xiu Lan's eyelashes trembled and her eyes opened slightly.

Yao Jia was so scared that she immediately retracted her hand.

"You...are you awake?"

Nangong Xiu Lan blinked and looked at Yao Jia, then slowly sat up, yawned and rubbed his sleepy eyes, put down his hands, and looked at Yao Jia in a daze.

Yao Jia: “…”

Nangong Xiu Lan looks quite cute having just woken up.

But the more Yao Jia looked at it, the more it felt unsatisfactory. Why was the look in his eyes becoming more and more strange? There was a hint of innocence in his ignorance, as if he was an idiot who knew nothing about the world!

"Brother Lan? You..."

Before Yao Jia could ask the question, Nangong Xiu Lan on the bed stretched out her arms and pouted her pink lips, "Hug me... Hug me, sister... Pee... I want to pee..."

Yao Jia was so scared that she screamed "Wow" and ran out of the door.

Not long after, Lin Congmo, Lin Jiang and Yao Jia all stood at the door of the bathroom with a dazed look on their faces, listening to the sound of water splashing inside.

When the sound of water stopped, Lin Jiang entered.

"Go away...I don't want you...I want my sister."

Lin Jiang came out with a helpless look on his face and asked Yao Jia for help.

"Young Pavilion Master..."

Yao Jia turned around and faced Lin Jiang with the back of her head. "No, men and women shouldn't have physical contact. If he doesn't want to come out, that's great. He can just stay inside." Then she ran away.

He is pretending, he is definitely pretending to be stupid. How can someone spit out blood and make himself look like a fool? It is ridiculous.

After hearing what Yao Jia said, Nangong Xiu Lan's mouth pursed and he burst into tears.

Lin Jiang's heart trembled when he heard this and he turned to look at Lin Congmo.

Lin Congmo closed his eyes. He could see that Nangong Xiu Lan had really become much dumber.

But what's going on? You can't be stupid just because you're upset, right?

Several people were looking at each other in silence, while Nangong Xiu Lan was crying breathlessly inside.

Lin Jiang wanted to go in again to comfort her, but Lin Congmo raised his hand to stop him, "Go and call Su Mu!"

Lin Jiang took the order and set off immediately.

Lin Congmo went in by himself, ignored Nangong Xiu Lan's crying, pressed the acupoints directly, closed his eyes and put on his pants, then untied the acupoints, flicked his sleeves and walked out.

Nangong Xiu Lan, with red eyes, followed behind like a little rabbit, feeling aggrieved.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Yao Jia sitting on the warm couch with her arms folded, looking depressed.

"elder sister!"

Nangong Xiu Lan raised his bright eyes, opened his arms and rushed towards Yao Jia.

Yao Jia was so frightened that she immediately jumped up from the couch and shouted, "Go away!"

Then he kicked Nangong Xiu Lan, but the other party was a fool and would never think of dodging.

After being kicked hard by Yao Jia, he sat on the ground and burst into tears.

"Sister is bad...Sister is bad..."

Yao Jia held her foot and gasped. She was clearly kicking Nangong Xiu Lan, but it was her own foot that hurt.

Nangong Xiu Lan felt more and more aggrieved as she cried, tears falling down her face like crazy. She wiped her face with her sleeve, raised her head and looked at Yao Jia with an innocent look.

"Wuwu... My sister doesn't comfort me, I'm so sad, wuwu..."

Yao Jia: “…”

Yao Jia's chest heaved. She really wanted to slap this noisy idiot away. When she raised her hand and was about to give it a try, she suddenly met Lin Congmo's angry eyes.

The hand then gently fell down, touching Nangong Xiulan's head, and said in a sweet voice: "Sister is comforting you, of course she is comforting you, don't cry, it won't look good if you cry again."

After hearing her words, Nangong Xiu Lan on the ground stopped crying. She sobbed and looked up, staring at Yao Jia's eyes with a pair of clear and lively eyes.