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At this moment, Mo'er heard a noise outside the house and hurriedly carried the baby. When she came in, she discovered that Zhuang Mengdie was dead and Pan Qing Cang was unconscious on the ground. She quickly placed the baby on the bed and helped him up.

Xiao Hong just saw that Zhuang Mengdie was a little uncomfortable and helped pacify Pan Gongzi. Now that he was asleep, she took a large basin of clothes and went to the river to wash, but who knew that she was doing so right now. When she saw the multicolored clouds floating over Zhuang Mengdie's room, she immediately ran home to tell Pan Qing and Zhuang Mengdie of this strange phenomenon. Before long, another black cloud floated by. He mocked himself, "It is said that once the rainbow clouds appear, there will be a heavenly soldier coming into human form, but you are not allowed to do so. It is just that the clouds are unpredictable." Just as he was about to return to the pool to wash his clothes, he suddenly heard the loud and clear cry of a baby coming from Zhuang Mengdie's house. He was shocked and immediately ran towards his home, only to see Pan Qingyuan holding a baby and saying something to Pan Qiang. Just as he was about to go up, he discovered that Pan Qiang was hugging a baby and fell to the ground crying. Only then did he realize that something was amiss. He hurriedly ran for the door. But as he neared, he heard Pan Qing Cang let out a blood-curdling scream and hurriedly followed him in to see. He saw that Mo'er was holding Pan Qing Cang, and was struggling to hold him close to the bed, while the bed was covered in blood. Zhuang Mengdie was also lying upright on the bed with her eyes closed. Beside her was a newborn baby with its head turned inward, looking at Zhuang Mengdie with a smile. Suddenly, the basin in its hands fell to the floor with a clanging sound, and the clothes inside were scattered all over the floor.

When Mo'er heard the sound of the pot falling to the ground, she quickly turned around and saw Xiao Hong. Tears welled up in her eyes.

Xiao Hong went up to look at Pan Qing Cang. Seeing that he was still unconscious, it hurriedly picked up the wet clothes on the ground, wiped them on his face, and poured some water on his face.

Thinking of his wife and father who were already dead and seeing the baby covered in blood smiling at Zhuang Mengdie, he couldn't help but feel angry. He felt that if it wasn't for the fact that he was born, the two relatives wouldn't have died so suddenly, so he forced himself to stand up, picked up the baby, looked at it, and raised it high, wanting to smash it to death.

When Pan Ting saw that her father was about to throw her brother, she immediately grabbed onto his leg and begged loudly, "Daddy, don't throw your brother!"

Little Red reacted and snatched the baby from Pan Qing Cang's hands, asking, "Big Brother Pan, what are you trying to do?"

Pan Qing Cang saw his baby being snatched away by Xiao Hong and wanted to take it back. When he saw his daughter Pan Ting blocking his way, he couldn't help but get angry, "What are you doing? "This evil creature killed his father and Die'er as soon as he was born, he must have been the reincarnation of a jinx. If I let him live today, I'm afraid all of us will be killed by him in the future. I don't know if I can let him die early so as to avoid harming his entire family."

After Xiao Hong heard this, she couldn't help but be shocked. She held the baby tightly in her embrace and retorted loudly, "Big brother Pan, what are you saying? If Sister Butterfly was alive in heaven, would she be able to close her eyes and rest in peace? "

At this time, Mo'er saw that Pan Qing Cang was so impulsive and immediately advised: "That's right! Big Brother Pan, when you were born, didn't mother die as well? If my father-in-law had made up his mind then, would you have achieved what you did today? It may be providential, but why should you blame a baby? He is also innocent! "

After Pan Qing Cang heard this, he couldn't help but think back to when he was young and was born to murder his mother. His father was so angry that he died halfway. Retribution, retribution! You think that I, Pan Qing Cang, will have a glorious life, having a child, and yet causing the death of my father and wife, how will I have the face to face the ancestors in a hundred years? "

"Big brother Pan, why do you need to blame yourself like that? This is all part of the will of heaven, no one wants to see it, so don't be too sad, and take care of your father-in-law and sister Die's aftermath is more important!"

After Mo'er heard it, she also felt that Xiao Hong's words were reasonable and quickly advised, "That's right! Big Brother Pan, if anything happens to you, our entire home will be ruined! "

At this time, Pan Qing Cang's face was full of tears. He raised his head to look at Zhuang Mengdie on the bed, then turned his head to look at the infant in Xiao Hong's embrace, who was smiling innocently at him. He could not help but let out a heavy sigh, "Sigh! Now that things have come to this, we can only do this. Hopefully, this evil creature can help us relax a little in the future. "

When Mo'er and Xiao Hong heard this, they relaxed.

After two days, Pan Qing gathered all the men in the village and made two good coffins. Only then did he reluctantly send his father, Pan Qiang, and his wife, Zhuang Mengdie, up the mountain for burial.

Pan Qiang was buried together with his wife, Fang Yi. According to his last wish, Pan Qiang faced north and faced south, staring at the imperial city forever.

On the other hand, Zhuang Mengdie had taken up a new grave. Every few days, when Pan Qing Cang thought of her, he would carry the two children to the grave to smell the fragrance and sweep the tomb to resolve the pain of love.

After the full moon of Zhuang Mengdie's second son, although Pan Qinghong didn't like this child, he was unable to resist Little Red and Mo'er's urging. Thinking about how, ever since he was born, he had often heard his daughter Pan Ting say that he came from the heavens, so he named it "Pan Tian", meaning that it was heaven's will for him to come. Originally, he didn't care about it at all.

Time passed by very quickly. In the blink of an eye, six or seven years had passed, and this year Pan Ting was already ten years old. She was already ten years old, and she looked like a beautiful and cute little girl. Moreover, Pan Ting had been smart since she was young and had a photographic memory for the things that Pan Qing taught her, especially the medical books. She had a talent for learning things as soon as they were learned. "She always imitated Pan Qingcang's behavior, first giving the patient a look, a smell, and a question. After cutting it up, she would prescribe some of Pan Qing's herbal medicine for the patient to drink.

At first, Pan Qing Cang was a little worried, but every time she wrote a prescription, he would look through it himself. Seeing that it was almost the same as his own diagnosis, he was finally relieved, and after a long time, he let her go treat it, and the villagers all praised her as a" young genius doctor. "Pan Ting was not proud, and continued to diligently study and write, hoping that she would one day become a real genius doctor.

When Pan Qing Cang and Mo'er saw how obsessed she was with medicine, they patiently taught her everything that the Godly Doctor had left behind.

Pan Tong and Pan Tian were already seven years old. Although both of them were born from the same mother, their personalities were completely different.