✓ Letting you take charge of the flower shop, Xingji Lingzhi has recovered?

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This strange "sleepwalking" symptom occurred one after another in the next week.

Every night, five or six bars are lost.

Hua Xian doubted life every morning. While rubbing her temples, she worriedly said: "Should I see a doctor? Eating so many nutrition bars every night will ruin my body. This sleepwalking The disease must be cured!"

The doctor came to the door soon.

That's right, it is the dean of the nursing home in the seventh district.

The dean heard from A Nuo that Marshal Qi Ming was in this happy flower shop, and he was very worried about Marshal's injury. Marshal Qi Ming hasn't taken any medicine or injections for more than a week, and he hasn't had spiritual guidance therapy. Will his condition worsen? What if the mental power goes berserk and out of control again?

With a heavy and apprehensive heart, early in the morning, the dean in a white coat stepped into the Happy Flower House.

Behind the checkout counter, in Huaxian's hand, there are a large handful of fresh lavender flower branches that she just picked from the backyard, and she is concentrating on pruning. A week later, the plant she transplanted grew gratifyingly. It produced roots and green leaves, became an independent plant, and bloomed beautiful purple flower buds.

"I'm looking for someone... Ah no, I'm buying flowers."

The dean didn't dare to directly explain the purpose of coming. A Nuo said that Marshal Qi Ming seemed to hope that they would keep their mouths shut and not reveal the true identity of the Golden Winged Die.

Hua Xian raised his head and found that the other party was an elderly silver-bearded grandfather in a white coat dressed as an old doctor. He immediately regained his spirits: "What flowers to buy?" "Maybe it's in the girl's hand

.

" , was immediately attracted by the lavender in her hand, "Could it be—"

He wasn't sure.

However, as an experienced clinical director, he has studied clinical biology and is more sensitive to life than ordinary people.

This refreshing fragrance is obviously not a chemically synthesized perfume! Rather, it is more natural.

The dean almost forgot that he came to look for Marshal Qi Ming and diagnose the recovery of his injuries. His full attention was attracted by the rising blue flowers, "Could it be that the legendary During the period, there are spiritual plants?"

He trembled slightly, and his fingers touched the petals of lavender.

Soft touch.

A voice roared in his head—that's not a fake flower! It has life!

"You are a doctor, so you have your own judgment." Hua Xian didn't deny it, nor admitted, "What you think is what it is." The dean was extremely excited, and unparalleled excitement shot out from his gray

eyes Come, as if holding the most precious treasure, he held the bouquet of lavender flowers that Huaxian handed him.

"Yes! You can't be wrong!"

The dean's voice was almost hoarse, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, "This is real lavender! It's not plastic flowers, crystal flowers, or fake flowers carved out of inorganic and lifeless gemstones! "

My God! I actually saw a real spiritual plant in my lifetime!"

That is a magical species that only exists in ancient books.

It is a plant that the Federal Institute of Plant Genetics, countless top scientists, have worked hard to study for hundreds of years, but they can't grow it!

There was a thin layer of twilight in the corner of the dean's eyes, and he saw the price of this lavender flower branch - 500 star coins.

"How can you sell it so cheap?!"

The old dean was suddenly very angry, with a fire simmering in his chest, his internal organs were almost burnt, and his mouth was full of anger, "You little girl, why are you so ignorant? Precious ancient star era lavender plants, their value should be added 10,000 more to the price!"

Hua Xian was very calm: "It's too expensive to sell, flower shop is a small business." The

old director: "!! !"

Too much, how can you underestimate its academic value?

"Do you know how precious the ancient gene of this bouquet of lavender is? Do you know that its aroma has medicinal value, which can relieve the spirit and relieve the pain of patients with mental damage?" Golden Winged Butterfly flew from the

backyard come over.

He pushed open the door.

Waving the golden butterfly wings, it landed on Hua Xian's shoulder, and the golden pupils were cold, staring at the dean displeased.

A voice from the spiritual department came directly to the head of the old dean -

【It's so noisy, old man. 】

The old dean was shocked. This ability to transmit sound through the brain through mental power can only be achieved by top experts with 3S or above.

The Marshal obviously looked like he had just woken up.

wait a minute.

Just woke up?

The old dean gasped—in the special intensive care unit of the nursing home in the seventh district, Mr. Marshal had never managed to fall asleep because of the trauma in the mental field!

Could it be the scent of lavender?