Little Baozi saw Ling Ziliang staring blankly at the piece of food he had just given him, thinking that he was still angry, so he shouted: "Uncle...ah." Let Ling Ziliang eat quickly.

This "uncle" was so powerful that Ling Ziliang suddenly laughed like a flower and happily ate the leek without saying a word. Meng Xian was shocked, so he tried to persuade him more often, but he didn't even try.

Little Baozi was willing to eat something, but he didn't expect that little Baozi would let him eat it with just a word from his uncle, but Little Baozi didn't care whether he ate it or not, and just played with himself.

After everyone had finished eating, Yan Nian and Sang Qiqi took Little Baozi to take a nap. Meng Xian and Ling Ziliang sat on the corridor in the backyard. Meng Xian looked at the flowers in the yard without saying a word.

It looked a little withered under the sun, and Ling Ziliang looked at the end of the corridor with some concern.

Meng Xian felt that something was wrong with Ling Ziliang today. How could he sit here so quietly in the past and not speak, so he asked: "Zi Liang, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Ziliang came back to his senses, looked at Meng Xian for a moment and then said: "It's my turn to ask you this. What's wrong with you? I feel that you are worried."

Meng Xian lowered his head and smiled, then looked at Ling Ziliang with a smile: "How do you know that I have something on my mind?"

Ling Ziliang did not answer this, but looked at Meng Xian quietly and said, "What are you worried about? Or do you mean you don't want to save my brother?"

Meng Xian looked at Ling Ziliang in slight surprise and then said: "You..."

Ling Ziliang smiled bitterly: "I knew you must have thought so."

Meng Xian walked over and grabbed Ling Ziliang's sleeve and said, "It's not what you think. I don't want to save your brother, I'm just worried, worried..."

"What are you worried about? Tell me and I will help you share some of it."

"I'm worried about whether I can succeed, and I don't know if I can save your brother." Meng Xian explained lightly, but what he was thinking about was, "If I don't succeed, will you hate me? Will you hate me?"

Leave me alone, Ziliang, I'm really worried."

Ling Ziliang breathed a sigh of relief, then patted Meng Xian on the shoulder and said, "So you are worried about this. Don't worry, I believe you. You will definitely be able to do it. Your medical skills are so good, there will be no problem."

In Meng Xian's heart, no words can compare to Ling Ziliang's "I believe in you", so Meng Xian looked at Ling Ziliang with a smile and said: "Ziliang, as long as you support me, I am not afraid of anything."

The two looked at each other and smiled, then sat side by side and looked at the scenery behind them.

Sang Qiqi walked over slowly, then bowed to Ling Ziliang, and then said: "Master, may I have a few words with Mr. Meng?"

Ling Ziliang also guessed what was going on, so he nodded, stood up and said to Meng Xian: "I'm going to have a cup of tea." Meng Xian nodded, and then Ling Ziliang turned around and left, watching his figure walk away little by little.

Far.

After Sang Qiqi saw Ling Ziliang leaving, he stood beside Meng Xian and said, "Mr. Meng, Qiqi would like to ask a question."

Meng Xian did not speak, and Sang Qiqi continued: "Qiqi wants to ask, will I die?"

Meng Xian sighed and then explained: "You are a descendant of the Shi Temple, and you have three lives. So every time you encounter fatal danger, one of your lives will disappear to protect you and help you reverse the threat of death. However,
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