"I will explain the condition to you when the results come out tomorrow. Right now, I don't know exactly what's going on with Yueyue."

What if her brain cells stopped dividing?

Then is she okay now?

No one can say for sure.

It takes an hour and a half to drive from the Xiao family’s main residence to the Ziyun Taoist Temple.

The Xiao family had made arrangements in advance. Su Jianyue was accompanied by only Xiao Bo, a member of the Xiao family, and Zheng Miao and Wen Jinglan.

The Taoist temple is located at the top of Ziyun Peak in the Qinshan Mountains. From a distance, the Taoist temple looks like a fairyland hidden in the clouds.

"Ms. Su, the car can't go up the road ahead. We need to walk up."

Xiao Bo introduced to Su Jianyue.

Wen Jinglan looked at the endless staircase in front of her and nodded, saying, "Yes, I remember that when I came here before, I also walked up step by step by myself."

...

...

Poor girl, with her big belly, she climbed such a high staircase with great piety, but what she heard was the Taoist inside saying that she was pregnant with a child who was doomed to fail. She was very angry at the time.

More than 20 years have passed in the blink of an eye, and she still feels angry when she thinks about it now.

If it weren't for that Taoist priest's nonsense, how could her daughter have suffered so much?

"Our people have long been disguised as pilgrims and are scattered around here. We can go up without any worries."

"Okay, let's go up!"

This Taoist temple seems to be very popular.

Along the way, there was a steady stream of people going up the mountain, and there were also pilgrims who had finished worshipping the gods coming down the mountain.

There are also people who kowtow as they take steps, praying devoutly with sad faces, hoping for blessings from the gods and Buddhas.

She didn’t know if it was an illusion, but the closer she got to the Taoist temple, the more uncomfortable her chest felt.

When they were almost at the top, Su Jianyue could hardly breathe.

She leaned against the stone wall beside the steps, breathing heavily, her face frighteningly pale.

Wen Jinglan was frightened.

Xiao Bo immediately took out an unopened bottle of oxygen from his backpack, assembled it, and handed it to Su Jianyue with both hands.

"Miss Su, try breathing some oxygen to see if you feel better. The Qinshan Mountains are at a high altitude, and many people will suffer from oxygen deprivation along the way."

Zheng Miao supported Su Jianyue and could clearly feel that Su Jianyue's body was getting weaker.

Wen Jinglan took out a thermos from her bag and poured out a cup of hot water to warm it.

Su Jianyue held the oxygen tank and took two deep breaths before she felt a little more comfortable.

Wen Jinglan fed her some water, and after a long rest, Su Jianyue regained her energy and continued to move forward.

After walking for about ten minutes, we finally reached the top of the mountain.

Outside the Taoist temple is a spacious Taoist temple with a large incense burner in the middle, where pilgrims passing by burn incense.

Xiao Bo led them across the dojo, around the main hall, and walked straight to a row of side rooms at the back of the hall.

The person in charge of receiving them was a young Taoist boy.

"The host is still in the morning class, which will take about a quarter of an hour. Please wait here for a while."

The little Taoist boy was quite gentle and polite.

He waited quietly on the side.

With outsiders present, Su Jianyue and the others had no desire to talk.

As time passed, the feeling of suffocation came again.

Su Jianyue felt that she was not suffering from lack of oxygen.

Rather, her body was resisting this place that made her uncomfortable in every way.

But...why?

Su Jianyue couldn't understand.

This was obviously her first time here...

No!

Su Jianyue's gaze fell on the crooked tree at the end of the wing.

That tree looks very old.

The more Su Jianyue looked at the tree, the more she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

She walked forward leisurely, her steps gradually quickening.

Wen Jinglan didn't understand what Su Jianyue was looking at, so she just followed him.

Zheng Miao and Xiao Bo followed immediately.

The Taoist boy followed Su Jianyue's gaze and saw the ancient tree on the edge of the cliff at a glance.

As he followed the group, he introduced the tree, "This ancient tree is more than 2,000 years old. Although it grows on a cliff, it stands on the edge of the cliff and has experienced wind, frost, rain and snow. It is still tall and proud, unyielding and has its own style. In autumn, the tree is full of golden color. Many pilgrims come here to check in. The brothers and sisters in our Taoist temple all say that this tree has a soul and spirit. If the benefactor praises it for its beauty, it will be very happy."

When Su Jianyue heard the number two thousand years, he suddenly remembered.

She walked to the side of the big tree. The trunk was so thick that even seven or eight people would find it difficult to hug it.

The dense tree canopy cast a large shadow on the ground, and on the side where the tree trunk tilted was a cliff.

This place has been well developed, with guardrails installed on the edges of the cliffs.

Su Jianyue's hand gently stroked the trunk of the tree.

That familiar feeling became more and more obvious.

She stood near the guardrail and grabbed the side of the tree with one hand.

Su Jianyue's gaze fell on the area of ​​the wing rooms. Not far from there was the main hall of the Ziyun Taoist Temple.

Two thousand years ago, there was no Taoist temple there.

This is a muddy and rugged cliff, and the tree must have been very thin at that time.

When she was dragged off the cliff by the girl A Tao, she must have grabbed the trunk of the tree.

So, the main hall should be...

Memories overlap.

Su Jianyue's heart was pounding.

The suffocating feeling came over her again.

The Taoist boy's voice sounded at the right time.

"Master, the morning class of the host has ended. We can go to the wing room to meet the host."

Su Jianyue seemed to see a pair of strange eyes behind the Taoist boy.

Those eyes were shedding bloody tears and were smiling at her.

Her heart tightened, Su Jianyue's pupils continued to dilate, and she softened unconsciously.

"Yueyue, what's wrong with you, Yueyue?"

All the people swarmed over.

Lin Niannian, who was pretending to enjoy the scenery not far away, ran forward.

"Hello, I am a doctor, do you need any help?"

Xiao Bo nodded immediately.

"need."

Lin Niannian kept performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation on Su Jianyue.

The more urgent the situation, the calmer she became.

One, two, three...

The unconscious person has no intention of waking up.

She increased her strength, alternating between artificial respiration and CPR.

Su Jianyue was like a hollow doll without a soul, with no reaction at all.

Wen Jinglan clutched her chest tightly, and Zheng Miao frowned tightly.

Even Xiao Bo subconsciously stopped breathing.

Everyone's eyes fell on Su Jianyue.

Seeing Lin Niannian go from calm to panic, she shed tears.

One drop, two drops...

Gather into clusters.

In the end, her hands were shaking and she no longer had the strength to perform those futile first aid actions on Su Jianyue.

She looked up blankly, her eyes full of sadness.

"what to do?"

Lin Niannian asked tremblingly: "What should I do if I can't save her?"