Although the skill of fatalism is not as good as mu Qianxun, it is also exquisite.

From the pulse of Jiang Sicun, he could not see anything.

However, I feel familiar with it inexplicably.

Xiao xuanran saw that his number was over and his eyebrows were locked. He was worried and said, "how about it?"

"Miss Jiang's pulse is a little strange. It's like internal injury. It's not internal injury. Why did she become like this? " Fatalism stood up and said.

Xiao xuanran doesn't know what happened, so he can only focus on Meng tan.

Dream Tan met meaning, open mouth way: "Lord son is how to become so, subordinate also don't know.". All she knew was that she suddenly vomited blood and then fell into a coma

Fatalism didn't say anything immediately. She carefully analyzed her words in her heart.

This analysis really made him analyze something.

He quickly rejected his idea because it was impossible.

But Jiang Sicun's pulse was exactly like that in his memory.

In order to prove his conjecture, he sat down again and gave Jiang Sicun a pulse.

Like, it's so like.

Not only the pulse, but also the temperature.

Yes, Jiang Sicun's pulse is very similar to Mu Qianxun's when he was punished by heaven.

He remembers, that was ten years ago.

At that time, he did not know that mu Qianxun was not a human being but a spiritual thing.

See mu Qianxun suddenly vomit blood, hurriedly for his number under the pulse.

Mu Qianxun's pulse condition at that time was the same as that of Jiang Sicun now. It was like he suffered internal injury, but not internal injury.

Most importantly, his body temperature is appalling.

It's colder than his cold body temperature in the past, even colder than the dead!

Not long after that, he knew that muqianxun was the spirit of the earth, and that the cause of all that was the scourge of heaven.

Therefore, he did not pay attention to this matter.

Unexpectedly, ten years later, he got the same pulse again.

But mu Qianxun told him that only men can inherit the spiritual power of the Earth Spirit.

In other words, Jiang Sicun cannot be the spirit of the earth.

If it's not the spirit of the earth, it's hard to be the spirit envoy of the netherworld.

Thinking of this, fatalism's face turned pale as paper.

Xiao xuanran was waiting a little impatiently. Seeing fatalism's face was wrong, he asked: "do you think of something?"

Fatalism pursed her lips and asked tentatively, "before Miss Jiang was in a coma, did you tell her not to ask the doctor to treat her?"

If Jiang Sicun and mu Qianxun were really punished by heaven, she would not let the doctor treat her, because as long as she was punished by heaven, she would recover naturally.

When mengtan heard the question of fate, he was somewhat surprised.

Considering the safety of Jiang Sicun, she didn't hide much. She said frankly, "the master has indeed explained this."

Fatalism got her answer and confirmed her conjecture more and more. Looking at Xiao xuanran, he said, "I can't do anything about Miss Jiang's illness. Your highness, if you believe in Miss Jiang, do as she told you, so as not to backfire. "

Xiao Xuan ran listened to his words, the facial expression on the face is a little tangled. After a moment's silence, he said, "is it possible for her to recover without any medicine according to what she said. Or, has her illness reached the point where the medicine stone has no effect? "

"The former is more likely. However, it is only possible. It depends on what happens to Miss Jiang in the next few days. " Fatalism said lukewarm.

Xiao xuanran hesitated for a moment, but he still chose to believe Jiang Sicun. Although his heart is very uneasy!

"Could you please come here every day to give a pulse to Ning'er?"