When she spoke again, Xia Wanxin smiled slightly: "If I said it was a kind of intuition that made me inexplicably want to save her, would you believe it?"

While speaking, the depth flashed through her eyes.

She didn't say that it was the woman who gave her a lot of feeling like his mother.

Aunt Bo, who died tragically under Xia Siyue's car.

They obviously have two completely different faces, but for her, they always feel that they are similar from various details.

Of course, she knew that Aunt Bo had passed away and would not come back.

To save this woman, just treat it as making up for her guilt towards Aunt Bo.

Of course, she would not tell Bo Qingyun directly about this kind of thing.

Because in his eyes, how could Xia Wanxin know Aunt Bo?

Xia Wanxin's voice gradually drifted with the sound of the wind.

Bo Qingyun heard this and pursed her thin lips tightly.

Thinking of the descriptions in Xu Chuan's letter, the excessive coincidences also made me feel absurd for a moment.

In particular, he was also a little curious.

Bo Qingyun was silent and suddenly handed over the herb directly.

Xia Wanxin was stunned.

He looked at the thing in front of him and took it tentatively, but he really didn't take it back.

She confirmed that it was the herb she had cultivated.

Bo Qingyun believed her so easily, even if she was saying something ambiguous?

After all, intuition is really a kind of metaphysics.

Bo Qingyun seemed to see what she was thinking and glanced at her.

A calm voice suddenly said, "Don't let me wait too long."

Xia Wanxin was stunned and looked over in a daze.

Bo Qingyun had already lowered her eyes, and the wheelchair turned around under his hands and drove towards the place where she came. The words just now seemed like an illusion.

Xia Wanxin's mood couldn't help but ripples, and she looked at his back for a while.

It was not until Bo Qingyun's figure completely disappeared that she withdrew her gaze.

The little leader behind him also waited for his patience to the limit and walked up with a calm face: "Miss Xia, can we go back, right?"

Xia Wanxin just turned around.

He glanced at him and pushed the herbs in his hand directly into his arms.

The little leader staggered back and quickly took it carefully.

He looked up in surprise, and Xia Wanxin said in a arrogant tone: "Get it for me."

After saying that, he didn't look at him and left alone.

The little leader's face turned pale in an instant!

But, I can't do anything.

I could only hold the herb and follow her in a frustration.

The news that Xia Wanxin received the herb soon spread to the valley.

In the afternoon, the monk rushed over.

Xia Wanxin cooperated very well and asked for herbs directly.

The one they got from Walker last time was handled by the monk.

So he quickly confirmed that the two herbs are indeed the same.

In other words, Xia Wanxin's words are true, and she does have the ability to cultivate real moonlight.

The monk's eyes couldn't help but change when he saw Xia Wanxin.

She looks too young, but at such a high level of medical skills. As someone who has been studying medicine for so many years, it is hard not to sigh.

Xia Wanxin ignored her and her expression was still dull.
Chapter completed!