C917

"No, I'm not going back."

Ding Pei said coldly.

"Pei, it's a mess. I really don't trust you... "

Ding Mo said anxiously.

"Brother, you and I are both from the wind and rain, what is this matter?"

"Pei, it's different this time."

Ding Mo holds coffee in both hands and looks heavy.

"Brother, what's the difference with me? Don't worry. I'll be careful. "

With that, dingpei lowered his head and sipped his coffee.

"Xiao Pei..."

"Brother..."

Ding Pei tilted his head and looked at Ding Mo with cold and stubborn eyes.

“……”

Ding Mo was helpless, knowing that he could not persuade her.

After drinking half of the coffee, Gu Nian came out.

"Dr. Gu, how is he now?"

Ding Mo and Ding Pei quickly get up, eyebrow heart waves deep worry.

"Out of the danger of life, the indications are slowly recovering."

Gu nianshi put his hands into the pocket of his white coat, pulled the corners of his mouth and said.

"Dr. Gu, the president wants Mr. He to go to Yunjing for follow-up treatment. Do you think so?"

"Two more days?"

Gu Nian frowned and whispered.

Although he Shen recovered his life, the situation is still unstable. How to also get the intensive care unit, in order to go back to Yunjing for follow-up treatment.

"Good."

Timothy nodded.

"I'll go first."

Gu Nian pinched some sour brow bone, tired way.

"Doctor Gu, it's hard work."

Ding Mo smiles at him.

Gu Nian pursed his lips and turned away.

Back, some lonely, some sad.

He borrowed the "broken soul grass" of he Lanxi. Next, he has to take his life back.

He promised Xiao Qi that he would persuade helanxi to use "jieyuhua". But he had no idea.

It was more difficult for him to deal with than any other problem.

He Lanxi's affection for Qingchuan is so deep that he doesn't know.

I'm afraid that he Lanxi would rather die than

Oh.

……

Cloud Lake.

Yunhu Yijian.

He Lanxi finished Chinese food, gargle, a little activity, then half lying on the lunch break.

Life in prison is boring and has no fun.

High wall power grid, bound to freedom, bound to the soul.

It's just that he's different from the others.

He came here to escape.

He would rather die here if he could.

But he's not old.

His face is always like this.

A white light glided through the small window of the cell.

Light landing.

Xiao Qi looks at he Lanxi who has fallen asleep, and his eyebrows are getting more and more tight.

He didn't expect that he had determined the answer so soon.

Who is the young master's "jieyuhua"?

Next, how can we persuade him?

Although Gu nianshi promised, he would certainly accomplish it. But he Lanxi's character, he knows best.

Once something is decided, it's hard to change.

Wind, some hunting.

Blow in, the Gardenia branches in the plastic vase are dancing.

"Has the weather changed?"

Seven looked outside and murmured in a low voice.

"Are you back?"

Behind him, there was a gentle and soft voice of a man.

"Young master, did I disturb you?"

Xiao Qi turns around and walks to he Lanxi.

"No

He Lanxi slowly sat up, closed his eyes and looked at him.

"Has the man been saved?"

"Well, it's out of danger."

Xiao Qi bowed his head and answered.

"That's good."

He Lanxi opened his thin blanket and stood up.

A gray clothes wrapped in his proud character, long body, imposing atmosphere.

"Young master, the weather has changed. You should wear one more dress."

Xiao Qi has a thin grey coat in his hand.

"Well."

He Lanxi did not refuse.

Xiao Qi quickly put on his coat.

All of a sudden, he had a mobile phone in the palm of his hand.

"Young master, it's Mr. Lu..."

“……”

He Lanxi glanced slightly and glanced at the mobile phone screen. Sure enough, it's Lu Yiyao's phone number.Take it. Slide it away.

"Yi Yao..."

Low back warm voice, as if the wind and weeping willows, not warm but not cold.

"Mr. Helan, what's your opinion about the central affairs?"

Lu Yiyao is sitting on the sofa in the living room, his long legs are overlapping, and his posture is arrogant. The sharp eyebrows of his sword frowned slightly.

The factories in Central China are becoming more and more chaotic, and they are almost out of control.

Of course, it's all in his hands.

However, he Shen's sudden injury disrupted his plan. He did not expect that the other side should be so cruel.

Now it looks like he has to do something big.

"Yiyao, you are now the son-in-law of the Helan family. You can intervene."

He Lanxi said in a warm voice.

"Good."

Lu Yiyao replied very simply. It seems that he is waiting for this sentence.

"Yiyao, Ango has you, I'm very relieved."

He Lanxi slightly raised his head, the bottom of his eyes, some mist.

“……”

Lu Yi's deep eyes are tight, and there is a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

He Lanxi's words, how to listen like "explain" what?

"Yi Yao, is there anything else?"

"No

"First of all."

"Good."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Yiyao's uneasy mood is getting stronger and stronger, and his facial features are twisted.

He got up, paced, and opened the door of the ward.

Lin ange is asleep, with a needle on the back of his left hand. Right hand, gently on the abdomen.

Lu Yiyao walked in and gently took her right hand and put it in the quilt. Deep Zhan eyes, unconsciously fell on her abdomen.

Heart lake, rippling open.

Emotions, some complex.

Life and death, life alternation, eternal.

He stares at Lin ange for a while, his eyelids are a little heavy, leaning against the back of his chair and taking a rest.

The phantom dreams.

Dark blood.

Mu Chu Han back against a waste wall, a plastic bag stained with blood to him.

"Yiyao, you go, take this thing with you..."

"No, we're going to walk together..."

Lu Yi Yao's green face is tense.

"Yiyao, I can't do it. Go away..."

Mu Chu Han deeply breathed for two times and said again in a low voice.

"You give this to he lanmiao. You don't want to give it to anyone except him..."

"Good."

Lu Yi Yao nodded his head. Come on, help him.

"Yiyao, you don't care about me, go quickly..."

Mu Chu Han raised his voice and said eagerly.

Not far away, came the harsh voice.

"I heard mu Chuhan's voice. They are here. Brothers, search carefully. You must catch him and get back the chip. Otherwise, the second childe will not let us go. "

"Yes..."

"Yiyao, let's go..."

Mu Chu Han was so anxious that his eyes were red and his right hand was waving heavily.

"To go, let's go together."

16-year-old boy, stubborn and stubborn.

"If you don't go, none of us will live. They won't let us go... "

"Who are they?"

Lu Yiyao's ink pupil is very tight and tight. His hands are clenched into fists, and his palms are tingling.

"They are the people we can't fight against..."

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