Immortal Voices Chapter 19: Anyang

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At this moment, there was a loud noise in front of him.

It turned out that it was a arrogant child because he had no spiritual roots, and then faintly heard the complaints of his relatives, and directly fainted himself.

The woman hugged the child and was anxiously at a loss, but Yuxiaomen and others ignored it. This child has no spiritual roots and has a bad temperament, and it is not worthy of their rescue.

Rong Xian moved her heart, with a slight worry on her face, stepped forward from the crowd and came to the child.

"Can you two let me take a look?" Rong Xian asked towards the child's parents.

The man didn’t speak, and seemed to be angry about the child’s spiritual roots, but the woman saw the medicine box she was carrying, looking forward to: "Are you a doctor?"

Rong Xian smiled and nodded, and the woman quickly let go, so that she could catch the pulse of her child.

"Doctor, how is my son? How could he suddenly faint?" The woman asked anxiously after watching Rong Xian's pulse.

Rong Xian calmed down and said, "Don't worry about my eldest sister, the child is fine."

While speaking, her fingertips flickered, and she quickly tapped the child a few times.

The next moment, the child woke up.

"God, when you wake up, it's fine if you are fine, just fine."

The woman happily hugged the child and thanked Rong Xian again and again, and even the expression of the child's father eased.

After all, he is his own son, no matter how disappointed in my heart, I don't want to see something happen to his son.

Rong Xian bends her phoenix eyes, smiling softly and kindly: "You're welcome, I'm just doing my duty as a doctor."

She looked at the child who had been shrinking silently in the woman’s arms with concern, and said warmly, “Cultivating the path of immortality and cutting off the bond of dust, these two children have no spiritual roots. I think God loves you both. Let the children stay with their parents."

When the woman heard this, she hugged the child tighter, and the last trace of care from the man's eyes disappeared.

Even if the child can't become the ancestor of the immortal master Guangzong Yaozu without spiritual root, it is enough if the child stays with them anyway.

The parents of the other children around him were shocked when they heard this.

Yes, if children can become a superior teacher, they are certainly very happy, but from then on, it also means that they are cut off from their children, which is undoubtedly digging their hearts.

Thinking about it this way, it’s a good thing that children don’t have spiritual roots to stay with them.

"Under the next, I understand. I was thinking about it before. Thank you, doctor." The man thanked him.

Seeing the expressions of the two men, Rong Xian spoke again, and said softly to the child who opened his eyes: "The monk is fighting for his fate with the sky, and the road ahead is bumpy. If you step into the fairy road, you I may never see my parents again, and I have hurriedly closed for a hundred years, and the vicissitudes of life outside."

She touched Xiaotianyou’s head, her eyes faintly filled with a gentle and helpless sigh: "People are always pursuing things they have never had, and they have been losing things they already have. You, good Cherish what you can hold now."

Anyang stood on the high platform, and he inadvertently heard Rong Xian comforting the family, and his eyes were a little complicated.

I thought this woman was just an ordinary doctor, but I didn't expect to discover that this person had spiritual power during the treatment. After listening to what she said, Anyang had to admit that although this person had a low cultivation base, he had a kind temperament and lived a clear life.

Under the stage, the children nodded as if they did not understand: "I remembered."

There was a smile in Rong Xian's eyes, and she said to the woman: "The child is all right now. Just go home and enlighten more. I'll leave first."

"Doctor." The man suddenly said: "You saved my son. I am very grateful to you. I don't know the doctor's surname and name? Where do I go, I will send the consultation fee in the next day."

Rong Xian smiled, and her voice became more gentle: "You can call me Doctor Rong, and the consultation fee is unnecessary. I don't know the virtue of several generations, and cultivate the relationship between father and son, and cherish it."

She walked away slowly with the medicine box on her back, and the rising sun spread a golden avenue in front of her, and she just left step by step, as if she had entered a holy heavenly palace.

Anyang is holding a folding fan and looking at Rong Xian's back, he can't help but admire and admire: Why can some people pick up a pen in every move? Not appearance, not posture, but the unique temperament.

Thinking about it, he threw what was on hand to the junior brother, and chased him in Rong Xian's direction.

With his speed, he quickly caught up with Rong Xian.

Rong Xian did not go far. She ran into an old woman with a heart disease on the road. She hurried to see and rescue others. When the old man woke up, she quickly took out the pill from the medicine box and stuffed it into the old man’s mouth. A piece of tenderness: "Grandma, is there anything else uncomfortable for you?"

Anyang, who rushed over, put away the folding fan and stood in the dark watching quietly.

The old woman opened her eyes and looked at Rong Xian blankly: "You saved me?"

Rong Xian glanced carelessly at the figure in the dark place, and carefully lifted the person up, with a very soft expression: "Well, passing by here, see Grandma lying on the ground, come and take a look."

"Are you a doctor?" the old woman asked.

Rong Xian put the medicine box on her back again, and said softly, "I am a doctor."

Two points of gratitude appeared on the face of the old woman: "I don't know how to call it?"

Rong Xian smiled slightly: "Just call me Rong Xian. Grandma, where is your home, I will take you back."

The old woman just remembered something, she looked a little anxious and said: "Thank you, Doctor Rong, I will not go back for the time being. The old woman came out to find my unfilial son. He actually took my grandson to check some spirits. Roots, if my grandson really has spiritual roots, won’t he be taken away!"

Rong Xian was stunned, and the smile on her face disappeared. She helped the old woman walk along and said: "Grandma, don't worry, I just came from over there. The fairy master only accepted ten apprentices, maybe not. Where is your grandson."

The old woman can't worry: "I'm afraid that my grandson is among the ten."

She just finished speaking, and a familiar voice came from the past: "Mother, why are you here? Huh, Doctor Rong is also here."

Rong Xian looked up and saw that it was the family of three that she had taught in Zhao's house before.

The old man was full of momentum, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "Why can't I be here anymore, my grandson, are you going to throw my grandson away?"

She has been such a grandson in her life, who grew up as the caregiver of her eyeballs. Who would have thought that her son would want the child to leave. Isn't this going to kill her?

Hearing the voice of grandma, the child hurriedly leaned his head from behind the man, walked up and tugged at the old man’s clothes intimately, and said, “Grandma, I didn’t go. God knows I can’t bear my grandma, so I don’t Give me spiritual roots, I can stay at home with my grandma."

This child has a sweet mouth, and coaxes the old man with joy.

Rong Xian stood aside with a small smile at the corner of her mouth and did not step up to bother him, watching the family reconcile, and then turned and left.

When Anyang saw this, he lightly followed.