Chapter 510

After pouring Qin Lang a cup of herbal tea, Xu Tong sat down, drank a mouthful of iced coke, and said with a smile, "what are you doing? Why do you bring so many people to me? Why are you still bodyguards? Who can be bad for me?"

"Maybe a beautiful woman like sister Tong is more interested in you." Qin Lang took a sip of herbal tea and said in a loud voice.

Xu Tong opened her mouth and almost blurted out: "did you move your mind?"

But when the words came to her mouth, she immediately drew back, and her face turned red. Then she looked at Qin Lang white, "how much is it for a month?"

"Don't worry, it doesn't cost much. Just look at it and give it to him, but you can find a few people nearby and give them a place to live." Qin Lang said casually with a smile that he didn't plan to let Xu Tong pay at all. He had enough money himself, mainly to give Xu Tong a guarantee.

"Hum." Xu Tong snorted. Looking at Qin Lang's smiling face, he knew that he was different.

But Xu Tong didn't care about it. She has a strong affinity with Qin Lang now. She doesn't care about it, so she joked: "OK, then I'll just give it as pocket money."

"No problem." This is not a matter, Qin Lang immediately agreed to come down.

Talk together, Xu Tong will bring the party to the side of the previous staff rental empty house, open the door, the key to the clock, Xu Tong light way: "you sleep here, but there is no air conditioning, may be a little hot."

No air conditioning? Zhong Hui grinned bitterly and nodded: "it's OK. Thank you for your help."

Finish saying, Xu Tong turns round and goes, glanced at the mother of eye clock meeting, still have the little wench in his arms, the eyes is a soft.

So after turning the corner, Xu Tong ordered an air conditioner and prepared to install it in the room of the bell meeting, so that the elderly and children would not be able to bear it.

"Don't worry, sister Tong will definitely buy an air conditioner. She's just like this, with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart." Qin Lang naturally understood Xu Tong and said something, which relieved Zhong Hui. Then began to help clean up the house, which has not lived for a long time, a little dust.

"Well, that's good." Zhong Hui laughs. Now that he has no place to live, he is very happy to have a place to stay.

After a while, the room was cleaned up and the treatment began.

The little girl's illness was not as serious as her grandmother's, but Qin Lang didn't take it lightly either.

Qin Lang is not a doctor, but he has the same sense of responsibility. He tries his best to never make mistakes.

There are two bedrooms in the suite. Except for Qin Lang and Zhong Hui's daughter, the rest of them stay outside.

"Mom, don't worry. Xiaoya is OK." The bell will comfort and support her mother.

"Qin Lang won't miss, will he?" The old man worried.

"Mom, are you cursing Xiaoya? Lang elder brother treats you, but nothing happens. You should believe in his ability. " Zhong Hui said with a bitter smile.

"That's right. I'm too talkative. Bah, bah, bah." Zhong Hui's mother patted her mouth and spit out the bad luck. When I think of Qin Lang's magic, I have enough confidence.

In the room, Qin Lang had let seven silver needles float. Because of the weather, he was already sweating.

He pinched out two fingers and controlled the seven silver needles in the air. It seemed that there was a faint curl of smoke floating on the silver needles.

"Seven star life prolonging needling technique! Fall

According to the routine of the last time, step by step, step by step, seven silver needles landed on Xiaoya steadily.

But because her body is much smaller, the picture of the big dipper with seven silver needles is smaller.

And this time the time is shorter, but after 10 minutes, the treatment is over.

When Qin Lang finished his treatment, he was so hot that he lay down on the sofa. As a result, he was sweating all over, which made him more disgusted. He immediately bounced off the sofa. It's like she's got a spring on her back.

"Uncle, you are very good."

Xiaoya wakes up. Seeing the scene of Qin Langgang lying down and playing up, she claps her hands and thinks it's a circus performance.

This little girl is very cute. Qin Lang took a look and said with a smile, "little sister, what's your name? My name is Qin Lang and I'm uncle lang."

Xiaoya nodded cleverly and said, "Uncle Lang, my name is Zhongya. They all call me Xiaoya."

"Xiaoya? Well, it's a nice nickname. It's fashionable. " Qin Lang made a random evaluation and pondered for a while.

Outside the door, Zhong Hui and others are excited when they hear Xiaoya's voice. After confirmation, they leave the door and rush in. As soon as Zhong Hui came in, he picked up Zhong ya, tears rolling in his eyes.

"Xiaoya, you're ok..." The old woman was also full of tears, and the whole family was finally healthy, with ruddy complexion and white skin.

This is a normal baby.

After a long time, everyone's mood stabilized, and Qin Lang pulled Zhong Hui to a separate room.

"Xiaoya is beaten like this." Qin Lang opened his door to the mountain road with a dignified look."What The bell will "Shua" stand up, eyes suddenly red up, like rabbit eyes, fists are clenched, issued a quack sound.

Hearing such news, Zhong Hui is certainly furious.

Xiaoya suffered so many crimes. He thought it was a rare illness, but he was poisoned.

"Don't get excited." Qin Lang patted him on the shoulder, calmed him down a little, and then said, "this man should be a warrior. He has already developed his inner strength. He didn't hurt Xiaoya's skin and flesh, but he hurt his viscera. But it's not fatal. It's obvious that he left his hand

"You mean he wants Xiaoya to die in pain?" Zhong Hui can't help it. It's going to break out. He can't figure out who is so cruel! What's the matter with him? He put his poisonous hand on the child!

Wait, is that him?

No, it's impossible. He's dead! This guy is dead long ago. He can't show up again!

Clock will suddenly think of a person, let him very uneasy.

When it comes to Neijin, there is no one but that guy who has a deep hatred with himself.

But, just in his memory, isn't that guy dead? By three knives through the chest, blood flowing a big pool, there is still the possibility of survival?

"What's the matter with you?" Qin Lang noticed that Zhong Hui's expression had changed a little strangely, and guessed that he might have thought of something.

"Nothing." Zhong Hui was absent-minded and sat down in shock. He looked restless and didn't know where to put his hands.

"Who do you think of? Tell me. Maybe you can help me Qin langdao.

But Zhong Hui didn't seem to hear it. In his mind, he came up with a ferocious man with scars on his face.