At this time, there was a sudden noise from the front.
It turned out to be an arrogant and arrogant child because he had no spiritual roots, and then he faintly heard the complaints of his relatives, and directly suffocated himself.
The woman was at a loss with her child in her arms, but Yu Xiaomen and others ignored it. This child has no spiritual roots and is not worthy of their help.
Rong Xian's heart moved, her face was a little worried, she stepped forward from the crowd and came to the child's side.
"Can you two show me?" Rong Xian asked the child's parents.
The man didn't speak, as if he was still angry about the child's Linggen, but the woman saw the medicine box on her back and looked forward with anticipation: "Are you a doctor?"
Rong Xian smiled and nodded, and the woman hurriedly moved out of the way, so that she could take the pulse of the child by her side.
"Doctor, how is my son? Why did he suddenly faint?" The woman asked anxiously after seeing Rong Xian's pulse.
Rong Xian reassured her softly, "Don't worry, eldest sister, the child is fine."
While speaking, her fingertips flickered with spiritual power, and quickly tapped the child a few times.
The next moment, the child woke up.
"Tianyou, you wake up, you'll be fine, you'll be fine."
The woman happily hugged the child and thanked Rong Xian again and again, and even the expression of the child's father softened.
After all, he was his own son, and no matter how disappointed he was in his heart, he would not want to see his son have an accident.
Rong Xian curved her phoenix eyes and smiled softly and kindly: "You're welcome, I'm just doing my duty as a doctor."
She looked at the child who had been huddled in the woman's arms without saying a word, and said warmly, "You have cultivated the immortal way and cut off the ties of the world. These two children have no spiritual roots. I think it is because God loves you two so much that the child can be stay with my parents."
Hearing this, the woman hugged the child tighter, and the last trace of concern in the man's eyes disappeared.
Even if the child does not have spiritual roots and cannot become a high-ranking immortal master, but the child stays by their side, that's enough.
The parents of other children around him were stunned when they heard this.
Yes, if the child can become a high-level immortal teacher, they will be very happy, but from then on, it also means that they will cut off the relationship with the child, which is undoubtedly digging their hearts.
Thinking this way, it is also a good thing that children do not have spiritual roots to stay by their side.
"I understand now, I was thinking about it before, thank you doctor." The man said his thanks.
Seeing the expressions of the two, Rong Xian opened her mouth again, and said softly to the child who opened her eyes: "A monk is fighting for his life with the sky, the road ahead is bumpy and uncertain, if you step into the fairyland, you may never again I can’t see my parents, I have been in retreat for a hundred years, and the world is full of vicissitudes.”
She patted Xiao Tianyou's head, with a hint of a gentle and helpless sigh in her eyes: "People are always chasing things they don't have, and they keep losing things they already have, you, cherish what you can now. hold it."
Standing on the high platform, Anyang inadvertently heard Rong Xian's words to appease the family, and his eyes were a little complicated.
I thought this woman was just an ordinary doctor, but I didn't expect to find out that this person has spiritual power during the treatment. Listening to what she said again, Anyang had to admit that although this person had a low cultivation base, he had a good temperament and lived a very clear life.
Under the stage, the child nodded vaguely: "I remember."
There was a smile in Rong Xian's eyes, and she said to the woman, "The child is all right, just go home and give more guidance. I'll take my leave first."
"Doctor." The man suddenly shouted: "You saved my son, I am very grateful to you, I don't know the doctor's name? Where do you stay, so you can send the consultation fee."
Rong Xian smiled, and her voice became more and more gentle: "You can just call me Dr. Rong, and you don't need to pay for the consultation. I don't know how many generations of virtues have been cultivated. It's a father-son relationship, so cherish it."
She walked away slowly with the medicine box on her back. The rising sun spread a golden avenue in front of her. She left step by step, as if she had entered a holy heaven.
Anyang held the folding fan and looked at Rong Xian's back, and couldn't help but admire: Why do some people put a brush into a painting with every move? Not looks, not posture, but that unique temperament.
After thinking for a while, he threw the matter at hand to his junior brother, and chased after Rong Xian's direction.
With his speed, he quickly caught up with Rong Xian.
Rong Xian didn't go far. On the way, she met an old woman who had a heart attack and hurriedly treated and rescued her. When the old man woke up, she quickly took out the pills from the medicine box and stuffed it into the old man's mouth, with a gentle expression on her face: "Grandma, is there anything else you're uncomfortable with?"
Anyang, who came 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 casually glanced at the figure in the dark, and carefully lifted the person up, with a very soft expression: "Well, when I pass by here, I will come and see when I see grandma lying on the ground."
"Are you a doctor?" the old woman asked.
Rong Xian put the medicine box on her back and said softly, "I'm a doctor."
The old woman's face showed two hints of gratitude: "I don't know what to call it?"
Rong Xian smiled slightly: "Just call me Rong Xian. Grandma, where is your home, I'll take you back."
The old woman just remembered something, and said anxiously, "Thank you, Dr. Rong, I won't go back for the time being. The old woman came out to find my unfilial son. He secretly took my grandson to check on some spiritual roots. My grandson really has spiritual roots, won't he be taken away!"
Rong Xian was stunned for a moment, and the smile on her face disappeared. She supported the old woman and said as she walked, "Don't worry, grandma, I just came from there, the Immortal Master only accepted ten apprentices, maybe there is no grandson of yours. Where's my son?"
The old woman was worried: "I'm afraid my grandson is among the ten people."
As soon as she finished speaking, a familiar voice came from before: "Mother, why are you here? Hey, Doctor Rong is also here."
Rong Xian looked up and saw that it was the family of three she had mentored in the Zhao family before.
The old man was full of momentum, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "Why can't I be here, my grandson, are you going to throw my grandson?"
She has only been such a grandson in her life, and she grew up as a caregiver for her eyeballs. Who would have expected her son to want the child to leave, wouldn't this cost her life
Hearing grandma's voice, the child quickly poked his head out from behind the man, stepped forward and tugged on the old man's clothes intimately, and said, "Grandma, I didn't go, God knows that I can't bear grandma, so I didn't give it to me. Linggen, I can stay at home with my grandma."
This kid has a sweet mouth and coaxes the old man into a happy mood.
Rong Xian stood aside with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth and didn't step forward to disturb her. Seeing the family reconciled, she turned and left.
Seeing this, Anyang followed lightly.
(End of this chapter)