"And can't you see that Mr. Tang looks sad and disappointed?"

Aunt Qing was very angry: "I won't allow you to do this to the old man and Mr. Tang!"

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Without me today, he would not be dying, but already lying on his back."

"you--"

"I remind you, this is the best time for you to repair your relationship with Mr. Tang."

Aunt Qing plausibly said: "Once you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

Ye Fan waved his hands and left without comment, ignoring Aunt Qing's whining.

Tang Ruoxue, who happened to walk out of the door, looked at Ye Fan's back in a daze, no one knew what she was thinking.

At this time, Tang Sanguo was looking at Feng Chu who was standing next to him to check his body and asked: "Where is Wolong?"

Hearing Wolong, Fengchu's face darkened, and then she explained:

"Replying to the teacher, Wolong was seriously injured in western Sichuan and is recovering in seclusion."

"Wolong was stimulated when he broke through the heaven realm. As a result, not only did he fail to break through the realm, but he kept falling."

She smiled bitterly: "I guess I will become a cripple in another month."

"Go, go, go!"

Tang Sanguo suddenly stretched out his finger and tapped Feng Chu on the head three times.

Then, he whispered: "Tell Wolong this..."

"clear!"

Feng Chu was stunned for a moment, then nodded:

"Teacher, how come you have so many diseases?"

Even if Jinyi Pavilion was left to fend for itself by Tang Sanguo, with Tang Sanguo's medical skills, it should still be able to take care of itself.

But now, he is even more miserable than a beggar wandering the streets.

"I gave up on myself and gave up on myself. When I got sick, I fell like a mountain."

Tang Sanguo responded lightly, and then looked at the trees outside the ward window.
Chapter completed!