Quick Transmigration System: Male Lead, Don’t Be Anxious!

Chapter 178 My sick and weak husband 17

"There is a madness in the back?" asked Northwood.

The old lady nodded. "Yes."

Beimu is immersed in meditation, and he now knows almost exactly what happened.

"Old lady, can this baby let me out?"

"No!" The old lady immediately came to the cradle and held it tightly.

"This problem appears on this baby, and all things should be solved with him." Beimu explained.

The old lady still shook her head, her eyes were desperate, and whispered: "There is only such a pulse in my clan lineage, and there can be no more accidents."

Bei Mu sighed, and he went on to explain, "Old lady, if you don't let this baby go out, maybe the whole house will fall into the dark, and the situation will become more and more serious, and there will be no trace of improvement."

When the old lady heard it, she looked at her grandson in her arms and her hand began to tremble. "I..."

Shi Li, who has not spoken, stepped forward. "Old lady, please also pay attention to the overall situation."

The old man was silent for a while and said, "Give him."

The old lady looked at the old man and two tear marks appeared. "Master, Henger has already left, we can no longer lose the happy brother."

"I won't let him get hurt. The old lady still believes me." Beimu said, he took out a paper bag and poured out some white powder in his hand. He saw the tea on the table next to him. Pour the white powder into the water, gently cut it, and come to the baby. "The old lady took the water to the young master."

The old lady looked at the potion, her face was a bit bad, and she didn't dare to pick up the water.

Shi Li looked at the old lady who didn't believe in Beimu. Beimu was also very difficult for him to come. He went forward and said, "Old lady, Beimu is my invitation. I also ask the old lady to believe me for a while, Beimu. It really helps us."

The old lady looked at the old man again.

At this time, the old man was looking at the family card next to him. His voice was with vicissitudes of life. "My historian generation is a loyal minister, for the country, but it is destroyed in the hands of the villain, madam, do you still want this child to follow his father? Are you going to squat? You can’t be spoiled any more."

The old lady burst into tears, but she still handed the baby in her arms to the hands of Beimu.

When Beimu took the baby, he poured the potion into his mouth.

As soon as the syrup enters the baby's mouth, the naked eye can see a glimmer of blue smoke on the white forehead.

And this blue smoke is struggling like a conscious, but when it is caught by Beimu, it is shattered and scattered.

There was a scream in the blue smoke, "Ah! My son! My son!"

The sound made people feel pain in their ears. The old lady had her hands on her ears. The old man fell down and sat on the ground. His strength was weak on the chair. Only Beimu, as if he had not heard it, his face. usually.

"The voice was very familiar, just like ....." Shi Li said palely, but the last sentence could not be said.

"It’s like my dead daughter-in-law." Father said it.

Beimu nodded faintly. "That is your daughter-in-law. She has a bit of distraction on this baby."

"she is not......"

"She is dead, but the soul is not scattered." Beimu bit his finger and ordered a drop of blood in the baby's eyebrow.

At this time, the baby, who had always been very quiet, began to open his eyes, and the bright eyes were spinning around Beimu.

Wow, I am a little scared to write, but the most horrible one has not yet been written.

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