The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

The distance between Yuxi Village and Xincun is not very close, and it takes a quarter of an hour to go back and forth, unless you can fly.

No matter how good Mo Yi's Qinggong skills were, they couldn't reach the point where he had grown wings. The sober people in the hall had heavy expressions and none of them held out any hope.

Yu Heng, in particular, sat there as if he had lost his parents. He didn't understand what was the point of his senior brother finding a little kid at this time. He even said that there might still be a glimmer of hope if Bai Xiang was still here. Could a four or five-year-old kid really bring a person back to life?

The old man on the couch was barely breathing. Jia Banxian inserted silver needles into several acupuncture points on his head. After that, he kicked the person sitting still on the ground, "Is this General Xiao?"

"Ah."

"..." He traveled a long way just to see his wife for the last time before he died. His obsession was really deep.

It is thanks to such a deep obsession that I have been able to hold on until now, otherwise -

Jia Banxian put his hands on his hips and sighed, "I don't know if it's right to let the old lady come to meet him. The old general is obsessed with seeing his wife. Once they meet, his obsession will be gone, and the breath of anger will dissipate. Isn't it right for him to die with peace of mind?"

Yu Heng, "..."

Yu Heng took off his shoes and threw them at the bald Taoist priest. It was the first time he was so bold as to offend his superior.

A dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory!

What's going on now?

Can't you say something nice!

Jia Banxian caught the shoe in mid-air with two fingers, and hit Yu Heng in the face with his backhand. He glanced outside, sighed and shook his head, "Here it comes."

Whether he lives or dies depends on the old general's luck.

He respected the old general for his lifelong service to the people and the country. If the old general had that chance, he would do his best to save a life, otherwise he could only sigh in vain.

The crazy old woman was half-coaxed in, and when she entered the living room, her eyes first fell on the face of the old man on the couch. She was slightly stunned and looked a little at a loss, like a child who had done something wrong and was afraid of being scolded by adults.

The old man on the couch opened his eyes the moment she walked into the living room, tilted his head and looked over. The turbidity in his eyes disappeared, and a bright light burst out, "Yuxian... Yuxian... It's really you..."

He murmured in a low voice, with the corners of his lips raised and tears welling up from the corners of his eyes, his gaze lingering on the old woman's face.

The light that burst out from the bottom of his eyes dimmed a little as his obsession was fulfilled.

The old man's eyelids slowly closed.

Jia Banxian quickly lowered his head, unable to bear to look any longer.

"Master?" The crazy old woman asked tentatively.

Perhaps it was the gentle look in the old man's eyes that made her feel less nervous. She took small steps towards the couch, bent over and approached, "Master?"

Immediately, the old woman's steps quickened a little, and even her tone was filled with joy and excitement, "Master, I found Wei'er! Our Wei'er is a mother now! She's pregnant with a baby! She hasn't called me mother yet, Master, I'm taking you to see Wei'er! I won't go with you, I won't leave, I want to take care of Wei'er here!"

"!!" Jia Banxian's eyes flashed, and he quickly glanced at Yu Heng and Madam Du, "Yes, Wei'er! I almost forgot about this! Old General, you may not know that your daughter who was lost that year has been found! She is in this village!"

Seeing that his eyelids were about to close, the old general used all his strength to pry them open again because of these words, "He, Wei, Wei, Hehe——"

There is a door!

Yu Heng and Nanny Du looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

"Brother, why did you tell us this only now? God has a good vision! The child who has been missing for more than 20 years has been found, and the old general's family can be reunited! Wei'er, Wei'er, Madam Du, hurry up and find Wei'er for the old general to see!"

Yu Heng was already speaking incoherently. Aunt Du opened and closed her mouth again and again, and finally clapped her hands, "Wait, I'll go get her right away! She lives across the street! Very quickly, wait, I'll be right there!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Jia Banxian rushed Madam Du out of the door and mouthed, "Five minutes in two."

"..." This meant that she was asked to wait for another quarter of an hour before bringing the person in, which meant that the old general had to keep holding his temper for another quarter of an hour.

Nanny Du floated out.

It's bad enough that Jia Banxian is out of tune, but Yu Heng has actually learned his senior brother's tricks, and the two of them are singing the same tune, and the old general is about to be played by them!

But this is probably the only way to allow the old general to hold on a little longer.

Sometimes people's obsession can bring miracles.

I can only ask Dashan’s wife to be Wei’er for once.

After leaving the Yan family, Nanny Du went straight to the Lin family.

Every time the crazy mother-in-law sneaked out of the house, she would peek outside the Lin family's door and call Wei'er to Dashan's wife.

Be it true or false, at this moment we should try our best to ask Dashan's wife for help. If there is no time to delay, go with her to see the old general.

……

The people who went to look for Baixiang split into two groups, one group went to the teahouse and canteen.

Mo Yi ran at the fastest speed in his life, took a shortcut and went straight to the private school. After seeing Bai Xiang, he picked up the baby and left.

Even if I tried my best, it took more than a quarter of an hour to go back and forth.

When he landed in the living room, listening to the old woman sobbing in the hall, for a moment, Mo Yi didn't even dare to step in.

Jia Banxian rushed over and grabbed the baby, "Everyone else, get out, and stay ten feet away from the doors and windows! No one is allowed to come in without my permission!"

As he spoke, he pulled the screen in the hall to serve as a partition and closed the stained glass window next to the couch.

The rest of the people were all driven out, including the chief imperial physician Yu Heng and the little prince who arrived later.

Bai Xiang was still dazed until his feet touched the ground, and he touched his head with both hands.

Uncle Mo Yi flew so fast that her pigtails stood up.

"Bai Xiang, please listen carefully to what I am going to say next. Master wants to save this old general and needs your help." Jia Banxian brought the child to the edge of the couch, whispered something, and began to use acupuncture to block the old man's five senses, while leaving a ray of hope at his heart meridian.

Bai Xiang heard his master speak so seriously, and he also became serious, pursed his lips and nodded vigorously.

"The old general has a lot of lesions all erupting at the same time, and they are fatal everywhere. The only way to save him is to put himself in danger and then live again. I need to fill his whole body with poison to destroy all other lesions, and then detoxify him to regenerate his flesh and blood in his skin and bones!" At this point, Jia Banxian raised his eyes and looked at the little kid, "Do you have the highly toxic Wenjun grass?"

"Have!"

"Take it out, let me smell it first... The concentration is not enough, add more! Add more! Add more!... Okay! Use your method to feed it to him!"

Time passed by little by little, and no one who was waiting outside the living room left. Even Yan Changqing stood in the sun, clenching and unclenching his fingers anxiously, not even noticing the sweat dripping down.

The living room was always quiet. No one called out. Only people with excellent hearing could hear faint whispers, which were not clear.

"Prepare the antidote! It requires a lot of herbs, and the proportion of each herb cannot be more or less. Bai Xiang, although you are young, you are very talented in using medicine. Master believes in you! If the old general can survive, you will be his life. If he cannot survive, it is God's will, not your fault. Do you understand?"

Bai Xiang raised his head and looked at the old Taoist priest seriously, "Master, I understand!"

This was the first time she called herself a disciple.

Because Baixiang felt the Master’s love and protection.