My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

When Qi Anyan heard the words, she hurriedly probed for her son's breath and heartbeat, but she was still worried and insisted that the doctor come to see.

Helpless, Lu Zijia could only help her call the doctor.

Hey, if I had known this would happen, she would not have opened her eyes to Zhao Hengliang so directly.

However, isn't it just a half-magic cultivator with no lethal power? Need to be frightened and fainted?

This guy looks tall and big, but he didn't expect his courage to be so small, really.

While watching the doctor examine Zhao Hengliang, Lu Zijia secretly slandered on the side.

Soon, the doctor came to a conclusion.

"Ms. Qi, your son must have been too tired recently, and now he can't bear to fall into a deep sleep.

In his current situation, it is better to wait for him to wake up naturally. After all, poor rest will greatly affect his health. "

After receiving the doctor's diagnosis, Qi Anyan finally felt relieved, and then quickly thanked the doctor.

The medical staff and doctors worked together to lift Zhao Hengliang to another bed in the ward and then left.

Lu Zijia looked at the bed where Zhao Hengliang was lying, and thought to herself, will he faint again immediately after waking up?

Thinking about that picture, it seems pretty funny.

Ahem, well, she has to admit, sometimes she's kind of nasty.

"Lu, Miss Lu, I'm really sorry just now, it's my gaffe, and what my son said just now, please don't take it to heart.

I know that it is understandable for Sister Yuhua to misunderstand. The whole thing is actually my fault.

If it wasn't for my poor health, and Wen Tian wouldn't come to help me often, it wouldn't be misunderstood by others. "

Qi Anyan covered her son with the quilt, sat back on her own bed, and said to Lu Zijia with red eyes and apologetics.

Immediately, without waiting for Lu Zijia to reply, she asked eagerly, "Miss Lu, you said you were a sorcerer?"

Lu Zijia nodded, "Yes."

Qi Anyan's heart was overjoyed, her tone became more urgent, and there was still some hope in her eyes, "Then Miss Lu, will a person become a magician after he dies?

I, I'm sorry for my husband, I want to see him, Miss Lu, can you help me? "

Lu Zijia frowned, sorry for her husband? What's the meaning? How do you feel, things are getting more and more complicated?

However, no matter how complicated the matter is, she still has to investigate, after all, it is five million!

"There are indeed magic cultivators in this world, but the premise of becoming a magic cultivator is that people are still alive."

Lu Zijia explained it briefly, and then asked, "Ms. Qi, can you tell me why you said that you are sorry for your husband?

Also, you seem to have not answered my question just now. If you really want Mr. Zhao to be saved, tell me exactly what happened back then. "

"Actually, I'm not afraid to tell Ms. Qi that Mr. Zhao's current situation is haunted by demons.

Now I'm back here, just to find out who the magic cultivator who harmed Mr. Zhao is.

Only by finding out who that magic cultivator is, can I find out that magic cultivator. "

After a pause, Lu Zijia's tone became somewhat meaningful, "And I guess, that magic cultivator may have a very good relationship with your husband, Ms. Qi, who died more than 20 years ago.

As for why he hurt Mr. Zhao, I don't know the reason at the moment. Of course, there is a high possibility that it is because you and Mr. Zhao are too close.

That's why the magic cultivator mistakenly thinks..."