Chapter 543

Walking out of the door, I saw the extremely beautiful blonde downstairs looking everywhere. When I saw her, my eyes lit up and asked, "sister, do you have ginger?"

"So noisy? What's the matter?" The house came out of the flowers, and blood was on both hands, he asked.

"Xiaoyu has a cold and fever." Hua Dong looked up and said.

"I'll take some drops and give her some later." With that, Hua Zhonghua went in again, but he saw the man propped up and wanted to sit up. He hurriedly pressed him and said, "what are you doing? Just after sewing, you didn't move and split again?"

"Master, master she..." night soul looked at the door and asked.

Master?! Hua Zhonghua's eyebrows picked up and said, "you mean Xiaoyu? She's fine, just a cold. I'll go and see her when it's done."

"It's just a cold, just a little salt water." Ling Qingyu was stuffed in the quilt, which was very weak.

Yan San felt her pulse. Seeing that he couldn't feel the snake pill, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "it's better to have a rest."

He Li pulled Yang Zhao for a moment, and the two withdrew from the room. Meng Su followed.

"Sorry, general! But this time, anyway, I don't want to separate from her." When they arrived at an empty room nearby, he Li and Meng Su knelt in front of Yang Zhao and said in unison.

Yang Zhao walked to the window, looked at the darkness outside, and whispered, "needless to say, I'm sorry, she also said that as long as our intentions remain the same, her intentions will not change."

He Li stood up. At this time, he was seven years older than Yang Zhao. Seeing Yang Zhao's look, he said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid none of the people here will change, but her favorite is always you and Yan San."

"He Li, I want her to be happy," Yang Zhao leaned against the window and said in a distant voice, "as long as she is happy, I will be happy. In this world, there is no war and chaos separation where we live, and it seems that she lives well. As long as she doesn't drive me away, no matter what identity, I will stay with her."

Yes, no matter what identity, we can finally have time together. What else is it.

"Let's just have a fever and a cold, and you can't die." Hua Zhonghua took a salt water bag in her hand, pushed her glasses, glanced around a room of people, then walked to the bedside, took a thermometer and put it in her mouth, and began dispensing.

"Xiaoyu, I've treated the wound of that man, but it's the key. If you don't feel at ease, you'd better go to the hospital and have a careful examination. Tomorrow I'll call an ambulance to pull people?" While hanging the salt water bag with the medicine on the lamp, Hua Zhonghua asked, then glanced at her and said, "his wound was only an inch away from stabbing into his heart. If I go to the hospital, I'm afraid I'll ask the reason. If I don't go, what will you pay me?" With that, he took out the thermometer from her mouth and looked at it. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Wow, it's burning to 39 degrees? What the hell are you doing?"

"What compensation do you want?" Ling Qingyu stared at him and said, "taking advantage of the fire to rob is this guy's strength.".

He added antipyretics to the salt water bag, picked up Ling Qingyu's hand and patted it twice. Hua Zhonghua looked at the hand that caught him holding the needle and calmly said to Yan San, "do you want to have an injection with her? Are you sure you will? Well, you come!"

"Nothing," Ling Qingyu gently pulled Yan San's hand and said with a smile, "it's intravenous injection, nothing."

In the eyes of several people, Hua Zhonghua calmly inserted and fixed the needle, and then said, "let her sleep well, and tomorrow will be fine." Then he pushed his glasses and said, "I'll ask you for the reward in the future. I'll go back first and see him again tomorrow."

As soon as he took the guy away, he walked among the flowers and shouted, "Hua Dong, go, go back."

Hua Dong was watching Su Mu cook ginger soup. After hearing the voice, he turned back and said, "just go?"

"There will be another operation tomorrow morning. I dare not offend the mayor's wife."

"OK," Hua Dong shouted at the second floor, "by the way, fish, don't forget the banquet tomorrow night."

God! Ling Qingyu couldn't help holding his forehead, and then shouted, "give me a push!"

"I can't push it. You have a rest day, and I'll see you in the evening ~" laughing and shouting, Hua Dong has walked out of the door and started the car. After a roar, he left like a galloping arrow.

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Shit! Ling Qingyu just wanted to move, but Yan San pressed him down and said, "if there is something to say tomorrow, first have a good sleep and take care of your body."

The medicine of flowers has always worked quickly, which has made her feel sleepy. While she is still awake, Ling Qingyu took Yan San's hand and pointed to the salt water bag and said, "when the water in the bag is gone, you will pull out the needle for me. Also, let everyone rest first. Tomorrow, we can have a chat."

Yan San nodded and saw that her eyes were blurred and she was still desperately open. She smiled and stroked her cheek and said, "we can save ourselves. You can sleep."

"Yan San," Ling Qingyu blinked and said hoarsely, "are you there? No, as soon as I wake up tomorrow, you won't be there. I'm just dreaming, right?"

"I'm here, I'm here, go to sleep."

Watching her fall into deep sleep, she covered the quilt. Yan San held her hand and sat at the head of the bed, and then said to Yan Qi, "go to have a rest."

Yan Qi shook his head and said with a smile, "I've slept for so many years, enough sleep." He looked around, picked up the mirror frame placed at the head of the bed, took it to Yan San and showed it to him, saying, "Yan San, this is completely different from our place."

"Yes," Yan San looked at the smiling woman in the photo and said, "are you afraid?"

Yan Qi smiled calmly, put the frame back, and said, "what am I afraid of? She didn't say that as long as our minds remain the same, she will remain the same, but Yan San, now she's not alone in her heart."

Zhao Yinfeng walked into the study, saw Cheng Jia sitting on a wide strange chair, turning over a booklet in his hand, and asked, "what are you looking at?"

Cheng Jia pointed to the bookshelf with his fingers, and Zhao Yinfeng also took out a photo album. Seeing that it was full of the same pictures that put people in it, he was surprised at first. Seeing that Cheng Jia looked at it with a smile, he settled down and turned over the pages.

It was the woman. Although her clothes, hair and expression were different, Zhao Yinfeng knew that it was her.

What Cheng Jia looked at was a black-and-white photo. Ling Qingyu on the photo was very small, from infants to children, and then girls. Photos revealed her growth. Smart and cute little girl, a little girl in mud, a little girl in publicity, and a little girl spoiled by her parents.

"Cheng Jia, what do you want to do?" Zhao Yinfeng closed the album and asked.

"What should I do?" Cheng Jia looked up at Zhao Yinfeng, and then said with a smile, "she didn't say that our intentions remain the same, and she naturally remains the same. Why? General Zhao has an idea?"

Zhao Yinfeng frowned and didn't make a sound. He was the only person here. Moreover, what frightened him most was that her mind remained the same, but he never knew whether there was love in her mind for him.

"General Zhao," Cheng Jia looked at the man walking to the study from the door and said, "let's form an alliance."

"Eleven, master her?" Night soul looked at the door and asked anxiously.

"Well, the Third Master said it's all right. Just sleep. It's your injury?" Ye Xi sat on the chair beside the bed and looked at the salt water bag.

"Nothing." Night soul smiled. At the beginning, he was bent on death, and naturally stabbed deeply, but now the soul sacrifice platform has cured the fatal place, and the trauma is nothing to him.

"She said that as long as our intentions remain the same, so will hers." Ye Xi drooped his eyes.

"No matter what her intentions are, ye Pu is her person. I won't go anywhere except beside her." Night soul looked at him and smiled calmly, "aren't you the same?" The two of them are different from others. They haven't been separated from her for so long. They saw her look older, but now she looks younger. For him, it's just a continuation, the most natural continuation.

Ying Jiu stood at the door and watched silently for a while, turned around and left, went downstairs to Ying shisan and Su mu, who were cleaning up in the kitchen, and helped to start cleaning.

Shadow 13 looked at eye shadow 9 and asked, "how is the night spirit?"

"Well, I'll accompany you on the eleventh day." Shadow nine put the bowl into the cabinet after studying for a while and replied.

Shadow thirteen smiled, bowed his head and continued to wash the dishes. The three of them have always been her personal guards. No matter what world they are in, they are the same. It is not easy to be together again. There is no need to think about other things at all.