Chapter 1235

Still dressed as a nouveau riche.

Against the sun, the whole body golden, very dazzling.

In an instant, the robber saint has stood in front of long yunzhan, holding on to long yunzhan's shoulder: "Qingluo that girl didn't come back with you? Is it difficult to A class against the game, and you were beaten up? "

"The game won." Long yunzhan replied faintly, interrupting the robber saint's wishful thinking, "take these doctors first, give them pulse, and then talk about the others."

After that, he led more than 20 doctors to the children's rooms.

The old house, which has been silent for a long time, has gradually become extremely lively.

The doctor came and went.

Zhao Bo and others listened to the doctor's orders and ran back and forth, fighting.

……

Yan Xiaoyi's room.

Qiao Jin sits by the bed, taking a towel to wipe the cold sweat in front of Yan Xiaoyi's forehead.

That delicate little face, now as pale as paper.

On weekdays, the flaming red lips, at this time no blood color.

The breath was heavy, and from time to time he let out a light moan of pain.

She frowned intensely.

Qiao Jin wiped her cold sweat hand for her, and could not stop shaking.

Seeing such painful Yan Xiaoyi, his heart aches even more.

I wish I could bear such pain instead of her.

Qiao Jin infinite chagrin, in the back of the mountain, why he did not accompany Yan Xiaoyi side.

If he is with Yan Xiaoyi.

Yan Xiaoyi would not have suffered such a heavy injury, would not have taken the pills of the Imperial Palace, and would not have suffered such pain

Long fingers, one by one, curled up in the hands of the towel.

Strong and resolute man, in this moment, red eyes.

Qiao Jin put the towel into the side of the basin and gently held her little hand.

The soft and boneless hand, such a small one, his big palm, can wrap all her small hands.

Qiao Jin clenched her hand, lifted it gently and closed it to her cheek.

Her hands were as cold as frost.

Cold to his body, a little light shudder.

Heart, more and more pain and guilt.

"Xiaoyi..." Qiao Jin murmured in a low voice, affectionately calling Yan Xiaoyi's name.

He didn't even notice it himself.

The tenderness in one's own meaning can almost pinch out water.

His eyes are tender and tender: "Xiaoyi After this time, I am more sure of your position in my heart. When you wake up, when you get up, I will I will tell you all the words in my heart... "

"Well..."

A painful murmur interrupted Qiao Jin's murmur.

Qiao Jin, who had been tenderly confessed, made a sound.

The morale just now was full, and it suddenly disappeared.

Lying on the bed of the woman, eyelashes light tremble, pain gently twist their own body.

Breathing more and more heavy, seems to bear unspeakable pain.

Qiao Jin clenched her hand and pressed it close to her face. One hand covered her eyes: "Xiaoyi, I am I'm here... "

Palm, you can clearly feel the touch when eyelashes are agitated.

Qiao Jin's heart trembled and immediately took back his hand.

Sure enough, I saw the open eyes, covered with a layer of confusion.

She blinked vaguely and frowned painfully.

Until, Yan Xiaoyi's eyes completely open, a pair of blurred beautiful eyes, looked at him.

Qiao Jin was stiff.

He also held Yan Xiaoyi's hand and put it on his cheek

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Qiao Jin's face is red, instinctively let go of Xiao Yi's hand, clumsy apology.

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!