The Peerless Beloved of Time Traveling

Xia Jintang finally came to the front of Xia Zhennan's courtyard. Seeing the servants inside even more panicked, and doctors coming in and out, he couldn't help but thump in his heart, and immediately strode in.

"Dun Dun, why are you here?" Xia Zhendong was pacing back and forth in front of Xia Zhennan's room, when he looked up, he saw Xia Jintang walking towards him.

"Uncle, what's wrong with Uncle?" Xia Jintang asked anxiously.

Although they haven't been together for a long time, the relationship engraved in their bones and blood has made them extremely close.

"It's nothing serious. I'm sick. I'm going to the big competition soon. You should go back and practice hard." Xia Zhendong said.

The more Xia Jintang heard it, the more he felt that there was something wrong with it. His uncle was always worried that he would injure his body due to excessive cultivation, so it was impossible to urge him to practice unless there was something that he didn't want him to know.

This unknowable matter must have something to do with my uncle.

Of course, Xia Jintang didn't think that his uncle didn't tell him because he wanted to harm him. On the contrary, it must be because something serious happened to his uncle and he didn't want him to worry, so the uncle didn't plan to tell him.

In this way, he couldn't leave even more.

"Uncle, what happened to Uncle? If you don't tell me, I won't be able to practice with peace of mind." Xia Jintang asked with firm eyes.

It was the first time Xia Zhendong saw such a stubborn and determined little nephew, and he couldn't say what he had been prevaricating.

At this moment, he really felt that his little nephew had woken up and grown up. He was no longer the kid who hid behind them, needed their protection all the time, and didn't understand anything.

Xia Zhendong sighed deeply, and said, "Actually, I don't know exactly what happened. The servant said that the third brother suddenly vomited blood and fell into a coma. The doctors in the mansion have already gone in to treat him."

"Hematemesis coma?" Xia Jintang never thought it would be so serious.

They have been staying in the mansion all the time, they are very safe, it is impossible for someone to sneak attack and make the uncle injured, vomit blood and pass out, so what is the reason for this?

Xia Jintang and Xia Zhendong waited anxiously at the door together. Fortunately, the door was not closed for too long, and the doctor who treated Uncle Xia came out quickly.

"Old Xia, how is third brother?" Xia Zhendong asked hastily.

Mr. Xia, whose real name is Xia Zhihong, is the elder of a collateral lineage of the Xia family. Although his cultivation level is not high, he has excellent medical skills and was hired as a doctor of the Xia family.

"Third Lord, he..." Mr. Xia hesitated to speak, he didn't know how to describe this incident, his eyes were full of worry and regret.

Seeing this, Xia Jintang couldn't help but his heart sank again, and said, "Grandpa Xia, please speak up if you have anything to say."

Xia Zhihong looked at Xia Jintang. This was the second time he saw Xia Jintang after he woke up.

The young man in front of him had tough eyes, firm expression, calm and calm, which was completely different from before.

As if inspired and inspired by Xia Jintang's expression, Elder Xia said directly: "The third master's dantian spirit pool was damaged, and his cultivation base was regressed. This time, he forcibly refined the weapon, which led to spiritual confusion and damaged meridians, so he vomited blood and fell into a coma. "

"The third younger brother's spiritual pond is damaged? His cultivation level has regressed? How is this possible?" Xia Zhendong took a step back in shock, eyes full of disbelief.

How could it be possible for a person as amazingly talented as his third brother to be damaged and his cultivation base to regress?

"Third Master's cultivation has actually regressed a few years ago when he first came back. If you don't forcibly refine the weapon, it will not be a serious problem." Xia Zhihong sighed regretfully.

When the third master came back a few years ago, his legs were completely broken, and the broken bones had grown back, and there were no other injuries on his body. He treated the legs for the third master. Let him do further examination.

These years, the third master seldom refines weapons. After both legs were broken, he seldom even used spiritual skills. Everyone only thought that he was disheartened because of his legs, so no one knew that his spirit pond was destroyed. Cultivation is a retrograde thing.

If it wasn't for the sudden outbreak this time, I'm afraid the third master would still keep it from everyone.