Therefore, Ye Chun's physical condition is not as serious as it seems on the surface, it may be better than expected, while in the context of Xia Qian, Ye Chun's physical condition is getting better and better.
Xia Qianling didn't understand medicine, since Ye Chun's physical condition was getting better and better, Xia Qian was sitting on the side, watching Ye Chun quietly.
Suddenly, a crying baby stretched out from Ye Chun's arms, and Xia Qianting patted his head, thinking of another baby.
Carefully took the baby out of Ye Chun's arms, the little one cried a lot, and it was useless to let Xia Ganling coax him.
It turned out that Xia Ganling wanted to send the little boy to a nearby police station, and then called the child's parents to claim it, but looking at Ye Chun, who was lying on the side, seriously injured, Xia Ganling finally decided to call the police station.
After explaining his identity, the police station immediately dispatched a patrolman to the hillside to play the main role.
When the patrol arrived, about half an hour had passed, and Xia Ganding was tortured by the child in his arms, thinking he was going crazy.
Seeing that the patrol was coming, Xia Jianting hurriedly handed the child over to a female patrol and took a long breath.
At this time, a long and capable patrol came to Xia Ganling to salute Xia Ganling and said, "This person in charge, the Tiecheng County Sheriff is here, please show your ID."
Xia Ganling thought of this, took a little from her body, took out a certificate, and threw it into the hands of the patrol captain.
The superintendent opened a document, and immediately straightened his legs. He saluted Xia Qianding and said, "I didn't know the head was coming. I'm sorry, the head's order."
Xia Ganling looked at the patrol captain in front, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "If there is no problem, you can quit, remember, you must find the parents of this child as soon as possible." By the way, the person next to you, don't move, then It's my companion, wounded and healing. "
The Interpol captain saluted him before leading the team off the hillside.
When all the patrolmen left, Xia Ganling sat in front of Ye Chun, looked at Ye Chun carefully, and said to herself: "Dead Ye Chun, smelly Ye Chun, it's also fake, I once thought you were a great master, He said to himself, "Dead Ye Chun, smelly Ye Chun, I used to think you were a great master." I didn't expect to be so vulnerable. "
However, your appearance after the injury is still very good-looking, Xia Qian thought to himself in his heart.
Suddenly, Xia Ganling stared at Ye Chun's forehead, as if a yellow aura flashed past. Although Xia Ganling couldn't see clearly, Xia Ganling still felt that the noble yellow aura was so insignificant.
This kind of breathing reminds Xia Ganling of things before the age of 16, but the memory seems to have been moved by siblings, and it seems a little incomplete...
At that time, Xia Ganling was not called Xia Ganling, but another name, but now Xia Ganling can't remember the exact name.
At that time, I was practicing in a mysterious canyon, and every day, a special person sent me to eat...
On the day he was sixteen, an old man with white hair appeared in front of him and told himself that he was his grandfather and that his parents were hunted by everyone shortly after their birth.
As for whether it was alive or dead, the old man who claimed to be his grandfather did not know.