Chapter 2339

Everyone knows that they should not make a sleeping lion angry. No one knows what a raging lion will do. They still have this self-knowledge.

In the afternoon, Xiao Fengting held a teleconference in his office. The meeting was over, and the time had reached seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

It seemed to be dark all of a sudden. He walked over from his position and opened the window. It happened that a breeze came up, accompanied by the fragrance of Osmanthus fragrans in the yard.

With the gradual warming of the weather, the Osmanthus fragrans planted by him to Tang Qing was also in full swing.

He felt that he was locked in the bottom of his heart with the aroma gradually rising up, no vent of pain and anger let his breath slightly hasten a little, Xiao Fengting touched the cigarette box on the desk, ordered a cigarette in confusion, and took a hard puff. The cold smoke finally suppressed the faint fragrance between his nose, which made his heart feel a little better.

He wanted to give her something, can not give out a thing - he was a complete failure, even people with heart to lose completely.

His long-term plans, hidden in his mouth and unspoken words It's too late for everything.

He expected to spend the rest of his life with her without her.

The whole second half of his life was like a sudden break, because it was so sudden that he didn't even return to his mind. How to go on next.

In his silent plan, he placed her in such an important position that he even had the illusion that he was in a dead end after losing her.

His eyes were so astringent and painful that he sat on the windowsill and took a hard puff of smoke. He had to work tomorrow, so he could not drink. Those responsibilities pressed on his shoulders, which made him not even qualified to have a good drunk.

His life, the last spring rain, also gradually stopped.

From now on, it's winter.

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Tang Ning came out of the drugstore with a pile of traditional Chinese medicine, and then carried them to a small rental room.

The light in the rental room was off, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and bitter Chinese medicine. She opened the door and called out to the gate, "what are you doing? Come here and help me carry it!"

A shadow came out of the house and reached for the heavy object she was holding in her hand.

Donning wiped the sweat out of his hands and turned on the light.

The man had taken away the Chinese medicine she had bought and ground the powder there with a small medicinal bug. With the crisp percussion sound, the faint smell of herbal medicine spread in the air.

Tang Qing once left the prescription to treat scald. The effect is better than western medicine. However, for such a large-scale burn, unless it is skin grafting, otherwise Tang Yi can only be disfigured.

Downing sat on the sofa with her legs in her arms and watched the man with his back to her.

She looked at him and froze.

When she was about to leave that day, as soon as she got out of the hospital, Tang Yi's attending doctor called and said that Tang Yi was awake.

The terrible injury, he not only has no sequelae, but also has obvious signs of life.

After a month in the hospital, Tang Yi can get out of bed.

The money she saved is still capable of taking care of a patient, but it is far from enough to skin graft him.

In the end, only the herbs developed by Tang Qing were left.

However, even so, it will not help Tang Yi's disfigurement.