Grandma Liu left the second time.

Seeing this, everyone looked at each other and dispersed.

After handling the matters of carriage and horses, Luo Guan walked home, closed the yard door and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea.

After taking a few sips, hesitated to take out the wine jar and smelled the fragrance of the wine, feeling relieved.

After drinking some, Luo Guan secretly laughed at himself. Although he used to drink, he was not addicted to it. Why is he still dependent on it now?

The role of this dream world is indeed terrifying. When he imitated the identity of "Chen Taichu", "Chen Taichu" was also influencing him.

Sleeping in harmony with your clothes, speechless all night.

The next day, Luo Guan overslept. When the schoolchildren called him to open the door, his face turned slightly pale and his eyes were dizzy.

"Sir, what's wrong with you? Your face doesn't look very good?"

Luo Guan coughed twice, "It's okay, maybe I had a cold last night, come in."

After insisting on going until noon, Luo Guan felt a chill on his body. He touched his forehead and felt hot.

Have a fever.

But now, he has recovered some of his strength and is still sick. After taking a look at the wound on his hand, Luo Guan sighed in his heart and guessed the reason.

Sure enough, giving kindness to others is not without a price, especially the mysterious dream clan.

The private school has been closed again. I heard that Mr. Chen, the professor, was infected with cold when he was visiting friends. The neighbors on both sides of the country can smell the medicine for several days, and occasionally when it is late at night, you can hear the sound of coughing.

Wang Po, who was opposite the door, showed gladness, "Fortunately, when he mentioned the tofu girl in Huainan Lane to Mr. Chen a while ago, he did not agree. His health was so bad, but he was infected with the cold... It seemed that something big would happen.

... Otherwise, if I really become a matchmaker, my reputation will be broken."

My wife glared at her, "What's the matter? Mr. Chen is young and healthy, but hesitated, what can he do if he gets cold?" He hesitated slightly, "Tomorrow, you bring a few eggs to check out, if Mr. Chen's body is

If you don’t see the good news, please help me hire a doctor.”

Wang Po muttered, "I just said it casually, but I didn't mean to curse people... I know, I'll go and have a look tomorrow..."

The next day, Mr. Chen finally recovered from illness and stood in the yard, thanking Wang Po for visiting him, but he looked a little thinner.

After sending Wang Po away, he pondered, "My dream master, it's really here..." Saving Li Sha was relying on the power of the dream master. In the past few days, the soul mark left by the dream master has been passed away.

It flashed briefly, but unfortunately it had not left a message and fell into silence again.
Chapter completed!