Chapter 125 Lost a Lifetime at the Zhang Family
"Can you really cure my son's illness?"
Tan Ci frowned: "You haven't even seen me before." My son, I didn’t take the pulse and ask for advice, but I said so sure…”
It’s not that she didn’t want to give herself a hope, but Song Lan was really too abrupt.
There is also the dream that can be said to be a strange dream when you think about it carefully.
"There is no need to take a pulse for the disease of Ai."
After Song Lan said, Tan Ci showed her self-deprecating "It turns out to be true" and "she shouldn't have thoughts and trustworthiness." "Girl, don't make fun of me." She said. "Madam has been asking for famous doctors for so many years, but who has really diagnosed what disease is Ai and prescribed the right medicine?"
Song Lan's tone was calm, Tan But Ci's heart was already filled with storms.
She subconsciously blurted out: "How do you know?!!"
Tan Ci even began to think vigilantly: Is this girl not having ulterior motives and having other intentions, so she deliberately inquired about Yun'er's affairs? Son, run to her and make a fool of herself?
"What is your purpose?"
She gradually became dangerous, staring at Song Lan, and warned unambiguously: "No matter what your purpose is, I advise you to leave me." Stay away from the mood, don't put your ideas on her! Otherwise, I will let you know—"
"I plotted on my wife's husband."
Song Lan's joking tone made Tan Ci's harsh words like sticky slurry, all stuck in her throat.
"Ha?"
Tan Ci even suspected that her ears were broken.
Planning her husband?
She looked shocked, as if she had forgotten that she had the same thing as her husband, and she couldn't remember who it was...
Almost, Tan Ci was about to blurt out: If you want it, just give it to you, why do you have such a lot of effort to try to hurt a mother's beloved son. She was already thinking about how many steps it took to chop people with a knife.
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In the palace.
While outside Qianyuan Hall, someone waiting for the emperor to summon him, suddenly "Aqiu Aqiu" several times.
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Maybe Song Lan's tone was frivolous and serious, Tan Ci completely didn't believe that Song Lan could cure her daughter.
If you really have such a skill to rejuvenate yourself, how could you get such a cheap reward?
Tan Ci breathed a sigh of relief, but she couldn't stop her heart from feeling empty.
At this moment, she hoped that Song Lan could cure Yun'er again.
Unfortunately, it will eventually be a dream.
"...That worthless thing, if you want it, I'll give it to you."
Tan Ci frowned slightly after saying that, as if she couldn't help but persuade her. "Girl, it's not that I'm going to meddle in other people's business. You are still young and the road ahead is still long. Why do you want to find such a rotten tree stump to hang it?" "My old guy is basically She is not a person who can live..."
Her tone was full of regrets that she could not hide, and she felt that it was not worth it for Song Lan's blindness.
Song Lan:...
Since Tan Ci's brain circuit was getting worse and worse, she twitched the corners of her mouth speechlessly.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
"I just want to borrow the power behind him..." Forget it, it doesn't matter.
She asked again: "So, does the lady want to deal with me?"
"Let Ai fall asleep for many years but not get sick."
"Not sick, naturally, no matter how many famous doctors are, they cannot be diagnosed or treated."
"She lost her life in the Zhang family back then."
"It was only because the life book in the underworld still records that her life was not over, so she was asleep."
"But it's too soon, and I'll run out of my life—"