MTL - The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss-Chapter 66 Please take your life for the sake of the people and the world!

   Chapter 66 Please take your life, for the people and the world!

   But this ghost is very light and shallow.

   can't see the original appearance either.

  Tang Jin originally thought it was the ghost who passed away because of some accident and couldn't worry about his family, so he left a trace of obsession to take care of him.

   But when you actually touch it, it doesn't seem to be the same.

  Even if there was only one strand of it—it was clearly a very ferocious ghost.

   Indicates that the opponent is a deadly ghost.

   Little milk's soft and warm hands are still pressing on Cheng Hao's head.

   The big cat pupil blinked.

   The little face became more serious.

   Specter's words, just leave it alone.

   Now many times there is no need for Feng Shui metaphysicists like them.

   Making a living has also turned into walking around the world looking for people who are destined to make money.

   Looking at one or two million, it seems like a good profit, but the cost of all kinds of utensils in Feng Shui metaphysics is very high.

  Character paper cinnabar-only writing brush—

   Coupled with a master who has seriously leaked money, it can be said that the Sanqing Taoist Temple has been barely living.

   But the ancestors established Taoism, which is to ask for orders, for the people and the world!

  Sanqing Taoist Temple is the pillar of nature.

   Even if it is the Bank of Heaven and Earth—

  The little milk dumpling patted his little **** and said very seriously: "To help you today."

   Rest assured, it is reliable without charging money!

  Cheng Hao is having a fever because this ray of evil spirit has broken the balance.

  Because of Tang Jin's touch, his consciousness gradually became clearer.

   Dazedly, he just watched Tang Jin read something in front of his eyes.

   A chill appeared behind him, and he staggered to his feet, his voice hoarse.

"what are you doing?"

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   Mr. Xiong is walking in from the door.

   She had just checked the children's health half an hour ago, and since Cheng Hao was not gregarious, she was still in a bad mood today.

   Looking at him lying there, she thought he was a arrogant child, and she was sad and didn't want others to see him, so she didn't bother.

   Until seeing Xiao Nianjin coming, Cheng Hao backed up in a panic and turned over the stool, she was in a hurry.

   "What happened - Haohao, why are you blushing all of a sudden?"

   "He had a fever because of the mishandling of things that cared about him."

   Xiao Nijin raised her head and explained to Teacher Xiong.

   Teacher Xiong was at a loss when he heard this.

   But Cheng Hao had a fever, she understood at a touch, and hurriedly hugged Cheng Hao.

  Cheng Hao is used to hiding from Tang Jin these days, and his personality is awkward. Even if he just felt that Tang Jin's hand was very comfortable and asked him to say something, he couldn't hold back.

   Teacher Xiong hurriedly contacted his parents and sent him to the hospital to see a doctor to rest. Without waiting for him to speak, he patted Xiaomaijin's head and hurried away with him in his arms.

  Cheng Hao lay on the shoulders of Mr. Xiong Xiong, looking at Xiao Nianjin over there.

  Tang Jin was still standing there, looked at his face carefully, and then waved at him.

   "When you feel more comfortable, remember to come to Jinjin to solve the problem."

   There are not many opportunities for free.

   Then he sighed softly.

   Withdrew his claws and picked up the cup. He said softly to himself, milky voice, "My parents are divorced, I haven't been cared about since I was a child, the lunar sky is red, and when I meet a noble person, I'm also a bad person. I want to make a pedal for someone, how can I feel this face is familiar?"

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  ‘What does my child’s illness have to do with me? ! ’

   "Then it has something to do with me? I have other things to do later, your son, watch for yourself, I'm leaving."

  The female voice in the living room was annoyed and was arguing with the other end of the phone with her cell phone.

  Five minutes ago, she just mocked Teacher Xiong on the phone.

  Cheng Hao huddled in the corner of the sofa, his eyes were empty and unable to be realistic, he was accustomed to this numbness.

   He is still burning.

Next to    sat the family doctor frowning with a thermometer, while calling for the woman standing in the living room.

   "Ms. Yang—"

  The woman in the living room just finished the phone call.

  Cheng Hao's eyes lit up and looked at her back. She didn't look back. She made another call and walked outside with her bag in hand.

   "Wait for me for a while, I'll be there soon... What's the matter? What else can I do? The kids these days just lack exercise and get sick at every turn..."

   Cheng Hao's eyes darkened, a layer of water glittered under his eyes, and his head drooped.

  The family doctor also stopped, and looked at the aunt next to him with a sigh.

   "The fever has not subsided completely. I drink medicine every four hours. If I drink the medicine three times and the fever has not returned, I should send it to the hospital to prevent febrile convulsions."

  —

   It was five or six o'clock in the afternoon.

   Cheng Hao's fever finally subsided.

   He huddled in his room.

  The lights were all black, and the light was a little dim.

   He held a thick album in his arms and pursed the corners of his lips tightly.

   He has to become strong so that he will not be bullied by others.

   He also has a sister, so he doesn't envy other cubs.

  His sister is very good to him, but she is too stupid. She has been out for a long time, and he can't remember her face for so long. Why hasn't she found her way home yet?

   In the dark.

  The little cub gradually got watery eyes, pulled up the quilt, and completely nestled into his own dark little nest, crying softly.

   until the door was knocked.

   The little dumpling who didn't want to let others see his sadness said in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"

   "Little Master, Miss Wei is here to see you."

  —

  Wei Yihan entered the door and reached out to turn on the headlights.

   In autumn, the girl was wearing a white sweater, and the pure face lined with a fluffy collar looked no bigger than a slap.

   She came in worriedly with a smile on her lips.

   "Haohao, I heard you were sick after school, do you still have a fever?"

  Cheng Hao has wiped away his tears, but the ends of his eyes are still a little red.

  Wei Yihan smiled and said, "Men man, why are you still crying? It's just a small fever."

   This is not a small fever problem.

  Cheng Hao held his head and refused to speak.

   The two families are very close. Cheng Hao knew Wei Yihan when he was very young. With his character, he has few real good friends. Wei Yihan is a good big sister to get along with.

   But recently, because of the diligent walking, I have become more and more familiar.

   Many things Cheng Hao also heard from her.

   He has a big temper and doesn't bother with his own problems.

   Instead, he looked up at Wei Yihan, and pursed the corners of his chapped lips: "I'm not that kind of kid today, I know a lot today, it's not bad—"

   Wei Yihan's expression froze, and then she smiled calmly.

"I didn't say Jinjin was bad—hey? Are you in the same class as Jinjin? Because Jinjin doesn't like me, the Tang family has stopped me from going there, and I don't know which class Jinjin is in, it's just I think the child is a bit willful, and I didn't say anything wrong with her."

   The little boy instinctively felt that what she said was wrong, and was about to open his mouth.

   Wei Yihan's half-length fingernails hooked the sheet fabric and grabbed the conversation again.

   "Did you also see her little bald head? I don't know what that Taoist temple thought, making it so abrupt."

   She quietly wanted to use the little boy to spread the word among the group of cubs who were easily shaken.

   With this hairstyle, and the things that are said in her mouth, who would like to play with her even if she goes to kindergarten?

   Xiaodaijin: I hope the world will be more peaceful - so that there will be fewer people who prostitute for nothing!

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   These two days of dealing with old articles, almost finished

   We will add more updates from tomorrow

   There are two chapters to make up for the update, and I will add another chapter to you until the eleventh.

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   (end of this chapter)