A wisp of sandalwood curled at the bedside, visible to the naked eye. After many trials and tribulations, it was inhaled by the young man lying on the bed.
I don't know how many circles have turned, but there are still no signs of the young man's eyelids lifting.
The damage to the skin and muscle is easy to handle. On the day of returning home, they were dispelled by the most precious medicine of the family, restored to their original appearance. However, due to the blood and longevity, the spirit seemed to have suffered some trauma. This matter has been going on for a long time, and now it is still not visible.
"Is Feng Sheng safe?"
I don't know how many times the white-clothed old man worried.
The ancients knew some medicine. As the head of the family, he was not calm at that time. He placed his grandchildren's future hopes on the Taoist beside him. Just like the words of the Taoist, he could surpass all the miracles in the world.
