Suo Wumang: “Nothing.”
But he said in his heart: Sure enough, there is a difference in intimacy.
The difference is obvious.
Next, Suo Wumang asked the female spirit master about the news of the Wumang Temple, and how long she had been in a coma until now, and so on.
The female spirit master behaved very friendly from head to toe, and she knew all the answers to Suo Wudi’s questions.
Suo Wumang didn’t think it was his strong affinity or the female spiritual teacher’s true friendliness, it could only be Mi August’s influence.
The other side.
Jiang Qing, who was treated differently, also woke up from a coma.
It’s just that when he saw the people around him clearly, Jiang Qing had the illusion that he was still in a dream.
How else would he see……
“Grandpa?”
Jiang Tong nodded.
Jiang Qing glanced to the side again, “Aunt?”
Jiang Meng smiled at him and said in sympathy: “But it’s okay?”
Jiang Qing closed his eyes, opened his eyes and then closed his eyes, and murmured, “Is this a dream or a trick of illusion?””
Until he was slapped on the forehead, “Son of a bitch.”A familiar rebuke.
Jiang Qing opened his eyes abruptly and stared at Jiang Tong in disbelief.
“Grandpa, it’s really you, and auntie… How can it be possible that it hasn’t reached the once-in-a-decade Lingfan Pass Day, and I was before…”
Thinking of what happened before the coma, Jiang Qing was in a daze again.
Obviously all the memories are remembered, but it’s amazing, but people can’t believe it.
“Brat, you are a blessing in disguise, thanks to Master Mi.”Jiang said.
Hearing the familiar name, Jiang Qing said, “Master Mi, Master Mi?”
Jiang Tong said sternly: “Don’t call Master Mi’s name directly next time.”
Even if it has been separated for several years, Jiang Qing’s awe of Jiang Tong has always existed. When he was severely taught by him, he instinctively sat straight and said, “Yes!”