Chapter 1243

"You let her go!"

As soon as Qi Yan saw that Mo Yongheng was holding Tan avalanche, he jumped up from the sofa.

Damn it!

Who wants him to help with the wound?

He is going to put a layer of rotten cream on the wound to make it worse!

"Qiyan, stop playing!" Tan avalanche suddenly shouted a sentence, people have been staring at ink eternal back.

From the moment when he suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her behind him, he looked at her stupidly.

In my mind, I flashed many familiar pictures.

It was when she was little.

When she was a child, she was not as stuffy as she is now. Like ordinary children, she was smart and mischievous.

The learning tasks assigned at home are always delayed and lazy, and my brother always rushes out when my grandfather holds the ruler to hit her in the palm of the hand.

Just like before, grab her arm and pull her back.

And then get punished for her.

Once upon a time, whenever she saw her brother's back, she would feel very safe.

She has never felt that way since her brother died.

Until the moment Mo Yongheng suddenly pulled her

I don't know why, she even has a kind of illusion, like crossing back to ten years ago, she was protected by her brother behind.

So that, see Qi Yan suddenly jump up, want to do with Mo Yongheng that moment, the ghost makes the most of it and yells at him.

After roaring, even she herself was stunned.

Both men looked at her and saw her red eyes. Qi Yan was the first to raise his hand and surrender.

Without saying a word, he walked forward and carried her into his arms.

"I was wrong! Even if Mo Yongheng doesn't need to be beaten, I won't beat him. My avalanche is good, avalanche doesn't cry... "

"I didn't cry, you let go!"

Tan avalanche pushes him away. When he looks up, there are no tears in his eyes, but the eyes are still slightly red.

She suddenly felt a little sad, but now she is not a child.

Don't cry at will.

Tan avalanche bit his lips, as if he realized that it was a bit absurd for him to imagine the other side as his brother for several times in front of an unfamiliar person. He stepped forward and took back the disinfectant and ointment from Mo Yongheng's hand.

A soft opening.

"Don't bother the eternal young master. I'm a doctor. I've seen all the scenes without clothes on the operating table. I'm not afraid of them."

Mo Yongheng: "..."

Mo Yongheng looks at her clearly not happy, but also pretends to be OK and frowns.

Several times, the lips, want to say anything, and stiffly.

Seeing that she was determined to do it by herself, she didn't say anything. She gave Qi Yan a cold look and went back to the tea table to see the medicine and ingredients in the box.

The body of the old master has always been taken care of by him.

Qi Yan can't see the patient, and he is the only one who knows many taboos. He must make sure that the medicine provided by Qi Yan won't hurt the owner's body.

While he was checking the pills and potions, Qi Yan was not idle.

Lying on the sofa, taking advantage of Tan Bengbeng to sterilize the wounds on his face, he deliberately called that miserable, and then by the way, Mo Yongheng's bad words.

In the face of eternal ink, speak ill of him!

"Face pain! Avalanche, he must be jealous of my handsome appearance and want to destroy my face! "

"Chest pain, he must have found that you are the only one in my heart, thinking that as long as I was kicked to death, there would be no one to rob him, the most toxic small hearts!"