Outside the hospital, after taking the Jiang family's pulse, Gu Qiqi checked the pulse of the Zhao family's grandfather again, and then carefully checked his heart and lungs.

But after checking Gu Qiqi, she didn't speak, and everyone looked at her nervously.

"Auntie, your illness is fine, I can make you all well with three lists. But Grandpa Jiu's emphysema was not serious, but it dragged on for too long, and it was a little troublesome to treat! ”

As soon as these words fell, Zhao Minglan was so happy that she almost cried: "Qiqi, do you mean that my mother and grandfather's illnesses have been cured?"

Jiang's did not raise well after giving birth, his body was weak and some gynecological problems were just that, as long as he cured gynecological diseases and some recuperation, it was no big deal.

But the Zhao family's grandfather's emphysema is a little severe, so he has to use the medicine in her box to reduce inflammation first, and then recuperate.

"There is a rule. You can take medicine for your aunt's illness, and when the medicine stops, I will make you some ointment to soak in water and drink, and you will definitely be healthy after half a year. In addition to taking medicine, Grandpa Nine also exercised more, and when he could walk more, he would go to the edge of the woods on the side of the mountain every morning after the sun came out and walk for half an hour. ”

Medication, oxygen therapy, and exercise are the best ways to treat emphysema.

In Gu Qiqi's hands, these are all minor diseases, and it is not difficult to cure.

As soon as Gu Qiqi's words fell, the grandfather of the Zhao family stared at her wrist: "Child, can you show the old man the string of beads in your hand?"

"Old man, have you ever seen this bead?"

The grandfather of the Zhao family shook his head: "I haven't seen it, but I've heard of it." Child, this string is a thousand-year-old rosewood bead?"

"Exactly!"

The grandfather of the Zhao family didn't ask to see it, and faced the Jiang family: "Lan Zi Niang, let the Gu family choose a day to hire, even if there is no dowry for a penny, that is also the blessing of Lan Zi!" ”

Jiang was stunned!

"Daddy?"

The grandfather of the Zhao family didn't say much: "Just listen to me, this is the blessing of Lanzi." ”

But Gu Qiqi wanted to ask: "Grandpa Zhao, my string of red sandalwood was given by the old fairy when I was telling fortunes with me in the county not long ago." I only have half of it, and the other half is in the hands of my father-in-law. Excuse me, is there any way it came from?"

The grandfather of the Zhao family stared at Gu Qiqi and asked, "But is it an old man wearing a melon skin hat, thin eyebrows, small eyes, and a beard that is more than a foot long?"

"Exactly."

"Girl, your husband and wife are qualified and complicated, but they are unspeakably expensive. This thousand-year-old red sandalwood is called the soul of the town, and it is rumored that the person who can wear it is safe and sound is the person who has descended from the star monarch, and if someone else wears it, he will fall asleep and not wake up. ”

Soul Suppression?

Xingjun?

Hearing these words, Gu Qiqi was a little stunned!

"Grandpa Zhao, what you said is a legend?"

Grandpa Zhao nodded: "Well, I just heard my master say that there is a thing in the world that is a unique thing, made of thousand-year-old black red sandalwood." This thing is precious, but it is only suitable for those who are destined. If you have a fate, you will get it, and if you don't have a chance, it will be the bane. ”

Gu Qiqi still didn't believe it: "Then how do you know that it is what you call the soul suppression?"

"Child, the thousand-year-old red sandalwood was born in the Ten Thousand Ice Cliffs, where the ice and snow are blocked, and the only living tree is this black red sandalwood. Thousands of years of trees, 10,000 years of flowers, there is only one bunch in the world. Look closely at the flowers on this bead, but the ice and snow flowers? It is not carved by man, but it grows by itself. ”

Isn't that too mysterious?

It's better not to spread this kind of mysterious thing......

Gu Qiqi requested: "Grandpa Zhao, please don't tell outsiders about this thing." ”

Grandpa Zhao nodded: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, you also remember: this matter, you will rot in your stomach." ”