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I think the most grateful thing is that Maggie and Ms. Julia are taking care of me during my confinement period. Otherwise, there will be two more babies to take care of, and I think I will be busy I was overwhelmed and made frequent mistakes.

As an elder brother, Sasha was born half an hour earlier than Ke Ersha, and she was also slightly bigger. However, because of the excessive absorption of nutrients in my body, Ke Er Sha was somewhat malnourished and frail.

When the two of them were more than four months old, it was February when the spring breeze was like scissors. I don't know which step of the protective measures was not in place, which caused Keersha to catch a cold and fell seriously ill. She had a high fever for three consecutive days.

It's not that I haven't tried to use my abilities to help her increase the qi in her body and strengthen her immunity, but Keersha's body is too weak at such a young age, and the pathogens in her body have not been eradicated, so her high fever only subsides for a while and then resumes. Burned up.

During those three days, Ke Ersha coughed and almost couldn't cry. I looked at her little face that was extremely red because of the high fever, and the tears in those green eyes that were full of pain, and I couldn't wait to see her. Help her get sick.

Fortunately, Maggie has been by my side and calmly helped me take care of the two children. Kersha’s wind-cold was finally cured, but the root cause of the disease was Qi deficiency. But the doctor said that the condition is not serious, as long as it takes time to take care of it, After all, it will be cured, and I can't help letting go of half my heart.

For Maggie, I have always been grateful and guilty. In the past two years, regarding the life-saving grace I gave her when I was a child, she has already repaid it, and there are even some signs of repaying it. Help me again and again by my side.

One afternoon, I was breastfeeding Ke Ersha, and I couldn't help apologizing to her: "I'm sorry Maggie, but you also have a lot of things to do, right? I've been dragging you here."

She was sitting by the bed and shaking a small bell to tease Sa Xia who was lying flat on the bed. Hearing this, she glanced at me and said lightly, "No."

I hesitated for a while, and asked tentatively, "Has the Phantom Troupe nothing to do?"

"Occasionally there will be, but members of the group can choose whether to participate or not." She paused and said, "Why, are you trying to drive me away?"

I quickly waved my hand and said: "No, no, of course not, how could I be willing to drive you away, I just..."

She gave a soft "hum" in a nasal voice, but she keenly figured out the meaning of my words; "Could it be that you feel sorry for my help and want to make up for me? That's very simple."

As I said that, I saw her spread her palms towards me, and said with a blank expression: "These days, I will help you take care of the little ones. Let's make up the whole thing. If it's cheap, I'll count you 500 million nuns."

"..."

Why do I feel like I saw another handsome face of a dead money fan through Maggie?

Just as I was sitting there dumbfounded, I saw that Sasha caught Maggie's finger holding the little bell in the open position, happily opened her mouth and bit it, gnawing so vigorously that her hand was smacked.

Maggie easily freed her hand from Sasha's mouth, and frowned slightly. I thought she disliked my little son's saliva, but I heard her say: "You can't eat this bell, brat, you are as stupid as your father!" Sample."

I couldn't help holding back a laugh beside me, but Saxia was a little anxious because the toy in her mouth flew away, and she stretched out her hand to Maggie muttering in her mouth. Xia accurately grabbed Maggie's wet left hand again, and gnawed on it again with a mouth full of satisfaction.

Maggie: "..."

Even with Maggie's sharp eyes, I still couldn't help laughing without any scruples.

But life will eventually fail to meet people's wishes, and it will not go on peacefully.

That evening, I left the child in the care of Maggie, and went out to buy ingredients for dinner, but unexpectedly, I was blocked by five people in a rarely-populated alley near the Sky Arena.

I am no stranger to the middle-aged man in the head. He was a running dog of the Brook family who said "I won't let me go" because I refused to help the owner of their family.

I looked around and calmly said, "Sir, what is the reason for your constant pestering?"

He pretended to straighten the white flowers pinned on his chest, and said hypocritically, "I haven't introduced myself to Miss Linsha yet. This is the butler of the Brook family, Rooney Brook."

I glanced at the white flowers on his chest, and said with a light smile: "Mr. Rooney, I think I have made it very clear when we met last time. I don't know anything about the 'holy water' in your mouth, so please don't Come and disturb my life again and again."

Rooney sneered: "Do you know why we came to trouble you a few months late? It was because Miss Linsa mercilessly let our old Patriarch's safety be ignored. The poor old Patriarch passed away in pain not long after. The Brooke family was busy preparing for the funeral and changing the dynasty for a month, which made you feel free for a while."

As he said that, he looked me up and down contemptuously, and said sarcastically: "It seems that the little bastard in my stomach has been born?"

Without thinking, I slapped him backhandedly.

People say that the country is easy to change and the nature is difficult to change, but I think I have changed a lot in the past year or so. If I heard such insulting words in the past, I would at most take into account the power and face of the other party's family. Dare to be angry but dare not speak out, how could he have the courage to slap directly like now.

Rooney covered his face in disbelief, his voice became harsh and sharp because of his surprise: "You little bitch, how dare you hit me? Come on! What are you still doing? The little white-haired bastard is not here today, who am I looking at?" I can still protect you!"

I have observed carefully, and among the five people including Rooney, only one has the ability to read. He may be complacent because he sees that I am just a weak woman, and he brought a few strong men who are big and three thick and think he can deal with me.

Anyway, I also learned a few physical skills from Maggie, but when a person with the ability to read is facing those ordinary people, he doesn't need these at all.

Except for the man with the ability to read, the remaining three people squeezed their finger joints and were about to pounce on them with evil smiles. I just stood there smiling and cast malicious thoughts on them, although I didn't want to cause them Death, but it was enough to make them fall to the ground, pinch their necks and twitch in fear.

Seeing this change, Rooney and the ability-seeker couldn't help but change their expressions.

The psychic person first took a step forward to protect Rooney behind him, and then his figure appeared behind me in the blink of an eye. He took out a black plastic toy pistol/gun and pressed it against my waist, threatening in a low voice. Said: "You can also see that I am an ability user of the release department. If you go back to Brooke's house with us obediently, you may be able to spare your life. If you act rashly, I can use this toy pistol/gun immediately Killed you."

The succession of accidents is like a big drama, but it is far less exciting than Rooney's ever-changing expression. When he saw the man restraining me, he laughed wildly: "Miss Linsha, Miss Linsha, so why bother?" What? Since it will fall into our hands sooner or later, you might as well save trouble by walking with us a few months ago."

The smile on my face didn't diminish, but under the vigilant gaze of the man behind me, I slightly raised my hand to put it on his arm.

I have always only used my ability to save people. Since I can quickly increase the qi in the human body, I can naturally reduce it. There is no difference between useless people.

The person behind him felt panicked when he noticed the rapidly diminishing qi in his body. I saw the opportunity to knock out the toy pistol/gun in his hand, and I turned around and pressed him to the ground neatly, but the ability in my hand continued to work with.

He was so frightened that he yelled, "Forgive me! Please let me go!"

He also knew that once all the qi in his body was released by me, it was time to meet God.

As a Muggle, although Rooney doesn't know what I have done, he also knows how powerful I am. He doesn't care about the bodyguard A, B, and C who are still groaning on the ground, and the psychic D in my hand, he turns around and wants to run away .

I threatened: "If you dare to run away, I will send you to see your poor old Patriarch right now, and let you continue your master-servant friendship!"

He immediately fell silent in fright, turned around tremblingly, with a smirk on his face, Qiqi Ai said: "Lin, Miss Linsha, we have something to discuss, why use violence to solve the matter like this?"

I didn't bother to deal with these hypocritical scenes with him anymore, and said: "Please explain to me about the holy water."

"What, what holy water, Miss Linsha, didn't you say that you didn't know there was such a thing, maybe we remembered it wrong..."

At this juncture, Rooney still wants to give me a sloppy eye. It seems that he still doesn't understand what it means to be a knife and a fish.

I let go of the psychic who had passed out, and stretched out a hand to point at Rooney. Seeing this, he immediately raised his hands and surrendered: "I know, I know! Did I say it's okay?"

"...About 1993, your father, Mr. Albert Nestola, suddenly announced that the Nestola family had obtained a treasure that could cure all diseases and even heal wounds. The 'holy water' that has been fired at a sky-high price. It's not that no family has studied the ingredients of this thing, and they want to emulate it, but they have no idea at all, but this holy water can indeed heal wounds and even prolong people's lifespan as rumored, so you guys It can be said that the Stola family has made a lot of money."

Rooney paused, his mouth seemed to be dry, he swallowed and continued: "The old Patriarch Brook has put all his money into the holy water of your house, just to live a little longer, and there are many similar thoughts. The rich people who want to prolong their lives have already been driven mad by this so-called holy water. Your father used this holy water to do both black and white, and manipulated many famous people. Don’t you know about this, Miss Linsha? ?”

I don't know anything about these things. My father never told me about business matters. Even the fact that he used my ability to create "Holy Water" for the purpose of manipulating others I had to learn from others.

For a moment, I felt that the figure of the loving father who hugged me and apologized to me because he couldn't find Eliza's whereabouts was distorted and blurred.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Rooney probably felt that he was going to die anyway, so he sarcastically said to me: "What 'holy water', I think it's an evil thing! It's just a cursed Stola family, where is it?" What treasure might be born!"

As if struck by lightning, I couldn't stop trembling: "What did you say? What do you mean...cursed?"

Unexpectedly, while I was in a daze, Rooney quickly took out a genuine pistol/gun from his waist, aimed a bullet at me, but his marksmanship was really bad enough, the bullet just hit my chest Shoulder.

He was afraid of my ability, so he didn't continue to fight, turned around and ran away, and still yelled: "The sad lady of the Stola family, she grows up so big that she doesn't know anything, anyway, the Stola family doesn't know anything." It's over, I think you shouldn't care about curses or not, right? Hahahahaha!"

don't care?How could I not care.

I looked at the four people who fainted on the ground. Rather than saying that I had no intention of killing them, it would be better to say that I didn't have the guts to kill them at all. Even now, my ingrained weakness still makes me cringe.

Leaning my back against the dilapidated wall in the alley, I clutched my bleeding left shoulder, the bullet remained in my body, I dare not let the wound heal easily, although I know it is more important to go back to Maggie for healing, but I Still, he took out the business card that Il had left for me before he left, and dialed the number on it.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please leave a message after the beep—"

"drop--"

This is not the contact information of the beating enemy Hakka for foreign negotiations, but the private number of Yier fans, which is beyond my expectation. After being stunned, it has been several seconds after the "di" sound.

"I'm sorry to disturb you suddenly. I have something to ask. If you hear the message, can you please call me back?"

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