The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

When the third elder rushed to Bao Shenchu's yard, Ying Shisan, Ying Liu, and Mu Qing had all gone out to look for Yan Jiuchao, and Dawa was about to go, when he saw the third elder, Dawa was surprised for a moment.

"Why are you still holding this face?" the third elder looked at Dawa and said.

Dawa cleared his throat: "I... this... disguise technique takes a while to laugh, I can't get it off myself."

The father-in-law is pleasing to the eyes of every son-in-law, although this guy is much better than Wen Xu, but in the eyes of the third elder, he is still a big bastard who kidnapped his precious daughter.

The third elder glared at him resentfully. Fortunately, the third elder didn't forget the business, waved his hand, and asked, "Okay, let's not talk about that, what happened just now? Why did someone report that something happened in the outer village?" ?”

"It's Hun Raksha..." Dawa explained to the third elder that Hun Raksha came to him.

"So... Yan Jiuchao disappeared?" Since the three elders became their allies, they must know their identities. She is still a descendant of the saint clan and the witch clan, so it is no wonder that she is pregnant with a little saint king in her belly.

Dawa nodded sadly.

He was held hostage by them at the beginning, and he was 10,000 unwilling to get involved with them, but after so many things, he no longer regards himself as an outsider like before, especially last night Zhou Jin, in order to protect him, put him Locked in the house, left alone to die, at that moment, his mood was extremely complicated.

Some people love to say nice things, while others only do pretty things. Obviously, Yan Jiuchao and the others are the latter.

Thinking of something, Dawa asked: "The witch queen and the great elder..."

"My people discovered it first, so I blocked the news for the time being." Seeing that Dawa was still worried, the third elder said, "At any rate, I have also worked in the Hall of Elders for so many years, don't I have this ability? Not to mention that they can be completely fooled, but delaying for a while is not a problem."

"Thank you very much." Dawa said sincerely.

"Is Wanrou okay?" the third elder asked.

Dawa said: "She is still the same, I ask Ping'er to take care of it, I am now... going out to find Yan Jiuchao."

Although I don't know if I can find it, but with one more person, there is more possibility of finding it.

"Yeah." This time, it was rare for the third elder not to contradict him, "Take my people and go with me."

"Yes, thank you." Dawa said.

"Don't just thank each other, it's urgent to get him back!" The third elder said in a deep voice.

"I got it!" Dawa said, and went looking for someone with the guards of the third elder.

In the other room, the Witch King also woke up. Zhou Jin was sleeping next to him. He realized that Zhou Jin was injured, and his heart ached. He was about to touch Zhou Jin's forehead when he realized that Zhou Jin was also awake.

"I..." The Witch King opened his mouth awkwardly, and he woke up when he entered the courtyard. He already understood that Hun Luocha and Yan Jiuchao had died together. The king possesses the power of Soul Rakshasa and all the masters who have been swallowed by Soul Rakshasa in his body. If such a powerful force explodes, Yan Jiuchao may have already been smashed to pieces.

"It was I who harmed him..." The Witch King looked into his son's clear eyes, feeling a trace of deep remorse in his heart.

Yan Jiuchao had reminded her a long time ago that the Holy King was dead, and she had become the second Soul Rakshasa. In the end, Yan Jiuchao paid a painful price for his mistake.

Looking at Zhou Jin who was seriously injured by Hun Luosha, the Witch King became more regretful and guilty.

Zhou Jin didn't say anything to blame him, but just looked at him fixedly.

The Witch King hugged his head, and said regretfully: "Father knows he was wrong, if possible, Father is willing to trade himself for Yan Jiuchao's life."

Zhou Jin lowered her eyes.

The most sad thing at this time is not that they haven't found Yan Jiuchao, but that Zhou Jin and the Witch King can't figure out whether Yan Jiuchao is still alive.

The Witch King patted his son on the shoulder: "Although it is not appropriate to say these things now, but... your mother and I are proud of you."

Zhou Jin understood what he was referring to, nodded, and hummed.

The father and son did not indulge in pain all the time. Although they could not go out to look for Yan Jiuchao like Ying Shisan and his party did, there were still things they could do in the yard. Zhou Yuyan, old Cui Tou and Grandma were struck Raksha's insanity, the witch king's witch power gradually recovered, and with Zhou Jin, the little witch king, the witch king believed that they could be cured.

While Wu Wang and Zhou Jin were treating the three of them, Ping'er brought a bowl of porridge to Yu Wan's room.

Yu Wan was still awake, sitting quietly by the window waiting for the news.

Losing her beloved husband, she didn't cry and make a fuss, and even, her reaction was calm.

"Young Madam." Ping'er put the steaming porridge on the table, "It's the porridge made by Grandpa Bao."

"Is Grandpa Bao still asleep?" Yu Wan took the porridge. She is not hungry, but she needs to eat.

Ping'er was worried that she wouldn't eat, but seeing her eating spoonfuls made her feel very distressed: "Grandpa Bao is worried about you and Young Master Yan."

Yu Wan took another mouthful of porridge, wiped the corners of her lips with a handkerchief, and said, "There is nothing to worry about. Yan Jiuchao promised me that he would not leave me easily, and I trust him."

Ping'er didn't know how to respond.

Such a big thing happened, even she, a maid, understood the seriousness of the situation, but Mrs. Shao refused to accept the facts. It's not surprising after thinking about it. The relationship between Mrs. Shao and the young master is so good, and she has a child. A new one The first child is about to be born, and at this juncture, the young master is gone, and anyone else would be deceiving themselves.

"Is sister Nie okay?" Yu Wan asked.

Ping'er shook her head: "Miss Nie is fine, the third elder is here, he is guarding Miss Nie in the room, and let the slaves come over to serve the young lady."

Yu Wan said: "Go and tell Grandpa Bao to let him rest quickly. He is getting old, so don't mess around with us."

Ping'er said: "Young Madam, Grandpa Bao also asked his servants to persuade you to come, you are pregnant, you are no better than them, you don't have to wait here..."

Yu Wan nodded: "You're right, I really shouldn't wait."

"That's right! Why don't you hurry..." Before Ping'er finished speaking, she saw Yu Wan put down the porridge bowl in her hand, stood up and walked out of the house.

Ping'er was startled: "Young Madam! Where are you going?"

Yu Wan smiled and said, "I'll go find Yan Jiuchao."

"But..." Ping'er chased her out, trying to stop her, but Yu Wan had already stepped out of the courtyard.

"Let her go." Chef Bao said.

"Grandpa Bao." Ping'er turned around and saluted Divine Chef Bao not far away, "It's so late, is Young Madam in danger?"

Bao Shenchu ​​said: "There are people from the Third Elder everywhere here. She is not in any danger. She is worried about Jiu Chao. Instead of forcing her to stay here, it is better to let her look for it."

"Grandpa Bao, go and rest, the young lady is very worried about you."

Chef Bao smiled and said: "I'm getting old, I don't have much sleepiness, you go and rest, they will be busy when they come back."

"I'll take care of the young master." Ping'er said.

"No, I'll just watch." Chef Bao said.

Ping'er paused for a moment: "Then... the servant girl will go back to the house first."

"Go." Divine Chef Bao waved his hand.

After Ping'er left, Chef Bao entered the house and came to San Xiaodan's bed. San Xiaodan slept soundly, but his sleeping posture was not very good. Of course, Erbao's sleeping posture was the best. Xiaobao and Dabao But I can't wait for one to roll to the end of the bed and the other to hit the wall.

Chef Bao looked at the three cute little guys and showed a doting smile.

No one understands the pain of losing a loved one better than him. He has searched for more than 30 years and suffered more than 30 years of pain. Now he can still talk and laugh happily. It is not because he is numb, but because he has learned to accept this pain, but he does not want The same is true of Wan girl.

He hoped that girl Wan could find Yan Jiuchao, although there was not much hope of finding her.

So what?

No matter where you are, he will never give up looking for you, he thought, this is probably the meaning of his life.

Chef Bao sat down on the bed, leaned against the bedpost, coughed a few times, and closed his eyes wearily.

On the other side, Yu Wan asked for directions and came to the place where Ying Shisan and the others were searching.

If she hadn't made the trip herself, Yu Wan probably wouldn't have known that Yan Jiuchao had taken the Holy King so far in just a few breaths.

This is a mountain forest, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and a deep pool on one side. The person happened on the mountainside, and the half of the hillside that was destroyed can be seen with the naked eye. As for where Yan Jiuchao went, everyone is searching intensively.

"Young Madam, why are you here?" Ying Liu was the first to see Yu Wan, and ran towards her holding a torch.

Yu Wan said: "Let me see how your search is going?"

Ying Liu pointed to the ruined hillside, and said to Yu Wan: "The holy king should have died there with the young master. I hope the young master escaped in time."

"Did he fall into the river?" Yu Wan never accepted that he didn't dodge!

"Thirteen took people into the water." Ying Liu helped Yu Wan, "The mountain road is rough, young lady should go back and wait for our news."

Yu Wan shook her head: "No, I will wait here for Yan Jiuchao until I find him."

"Shadow Six!" Dawa from the east suddenly shouted, "Come and have a look! There seems to be something moving down there!"

Yu Wan and Ying Liu's eyes lit up.

"Go!" Yu Wan said.

"Then take care of yourself!" Ying Liu finished telling, and walked towards Dawa quickly.

Dawa was standing on a small hillside, and there was a concave place under the slope. It was not deep, and it was not shallow, but what was dangerous was that the protruding ground seemed to be a little loose, and it couldn't bear too much. strength.

After Ying Liu approached and listened carefully, there was indeed a very weak breathing below.

He said to Dawa and the guards of the three elders: "I'll go down and have a look, you all stand back."

Dawa threw away a luminous pearl, looked at it through the light of the luminous pearl, frowned and said: "The ground is full of thorns, be careful!"

"I know." Ying Liu handed the torch to Dawa, pulled out his sword, performed lightness kung fu and landed, and the moment he landed, he pulled up the sword flower and cleared a path among the thorns.

"How's it going?" Yu Wan stepped over.

Seeing that she was about to step on it, Dawa stopped her: "Be careful, it will collapse there!"

Yu Wan stopped in her tracks and asked Dawa, "Have you discovered Yan Jiuchao?"

Dawa said, "I heard someone coughing downstairs, I don't know if it's him."

"Maybe...it's Soul Rakshasa?" A guard said cautiously.

Dawa said sternly: "Impossible! The soul rakshasa has exploded, and even the flesh and blood can't be found. How can I cough?"

Is it Yan Jiuchao?

Could it be him?

Yu Wan became nervous.

Ying Liu took out the fire folder, and after blowing it on, he saw a bloody man among the thorn bushes, and he rushed over with strides: "Young master!"

...But it's not the young master, just an ordinary hunter.

Yuemo was frightened on the way home, accidentally fell from above, and rolled into the thorn bushes.

"Is it Yan Jiuchao?" Yu Wan asked.

Ying Liu clenched his fists in disappointment: "...No."

Ying Liu rescued him.

His left ankle was swollen, his right arm was dislocated, and he was stabbed in many places. In order to connect his arm and stop the bleeding, Yu Wan asked the guards to send him to the hospital in the market.

Yu Wan dealt with everything calmly, and when she turned her head, Dawa looked at her in astonishment.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Ah, no, it's nothing." Dawa scratched his head, "Yan Jiuchao was not the one who was rescued. I thought you would be desperate, but I didn't expect you to be so calm."

Yu Wan looked at her hands covered in blood and gold sore medicine, and smiled bitterly: "It's because I didn't find him that I need to calm down."

With him by her side, she just needs to be heartless.

"Hiss—"

Yu Wan covered her stomach.

Dawa stepped forward, supported her and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yu Wan smiled: "It's nothing, it kicked me just now."

Dawa heaved a sigh of relief, the moment just now really scared him into a cold sweat, Yan Jiuchao's whereabouts are unknown, he doesn't want Yu Wan to have an accident.

"Hiss—"

The baby kicked her again.

Yu Wan looked at her belly, then at the front, and asked, "Over there...have you looked for it?"

"Not yet." Dawa said, "Judging from the terrain where the Holy King happened, it is unlikely that Yan Jiuchao will fall to the other side of the mountain."

"What happened?" Ying Shisan, who went to search and salvage the river, came back.

Dawa said: "Awan suspects that the Nine Dynasties fell on the other side of the mountain."

As soon as the words fell, a guard of the third elder shouted: "There are shoes!"

Ying Thirteen and Ying Liu flashed past, Ying Liu took the shoes picked up by the guards, and said excitedly: "It's the young master's shoes! The young master's shoes are still there! Young master... the young master must also exist!"

With such a powerful force, if there is no time to dodge, then even a piece of cloth may not be left behind.

"Where did you find it?" Ying Liu asked.

The guard pointed to the direction Yu Wan pointed earlier: "Over there!"

Ying Liu gave the shoes to Yu Wan, and went to the other side of the mountain with Ying Shisan.

Yu Wan couldn't make it through, so she could only wait on the spot.

One quarter of an hour.

Two quarters of an hour.

half an hour...

an hour...

The hope in Dawa's heart because of that shoe was gradually extinguished, he gritted his teeth and covered his forehead, not daring to look at Yu Wan's expression.

"came back!"

Another guard yelled.

Yu Wan was originally sitting on a cold stone, but when she heard the words, she stood up abruptly. The night wind from the Wu clan was extremely cold, making her feel chilly. However, when she saw the man in Ying Shisan's arms, Yu Wan Wan felt that the blood in her whole body was boiling.

There was not a single intact part of the opponent's body, blood stains, and was wrapped in Ying Liu's outer robe, but Yu Wan still recognized him at a glance.

"Yan Jiuchao!"

Yu Wan ran over with her skirt in hand!

"Hey! Be careful!" Dawa hurried to catch up and held her arm.

Ying Shisan performed lightness kung fu and landed in front of Yu Wan.

Yan Jiuchao's appearance was too tragic to look at, Yu Wan's tears rushed out, she held back the tears, and felt Yan Jiuchao's pulse: "The pulse is weak..."

She wept with joy!

There are pulses!

he is alive!

Her Nine Dynasties are still alive!

Yu Wan pressed his pulse with one hand, and covered her mouth tightly with the other hand, finally couldn't hold back the tears, and fell down patter.

"Young Madam..." Ying Shisan called her softly.

Yu Wan sniffed and choked up, "Where's the carriage?"

"Nearby." Ying Liu said, there is no road here, and the carriage cannot drive over.

Yu Wan nodded and wiped her tears: "Get in the car!"

He was seriously injured, both internally and externally, and the elixir to extend his life was useless. Yu Wan knew that what she could do was very limited, and the most urgent thing was to send him to the Witch King and Zhou Jin as soon as possible.

The carriage returned to Chef Bao's yard as quickly as possible.

"Witch King! Zhou Jin!" Ying Thirteen carried Yan Jiuchao to Zhou Jin's room.

Zhou Jin and Wu Wang had just finished treating Zhou Yuyan's wounds, when they heard Ying Shisan's voice, they walked over together, the two of them stared intently, and were stunned for a moment.

The Witch King was a little unbelievable. He thought that he would die together with Soul Rakshasa, and there must be no bones left, but he came back with blood and blood.

However, his situation looks a little bad.

"Can you cure the young master?" Ying Shisan asked.

"I'm not sure." The Witch King said solemnly.

His situation is much more complicated than Zhou Yuyan's. Judging from his injuries, although he avoided it in time, the power of Soul Rakshasa's self-explosion was too powerful, rushing into his body, tearing his tendons. The veins and dantian were all destroyed.

On the last day of the month, the bills are cleared.

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