"Five minutes here!" Yin Nuo walked back outside and urged.
An Ziqing stood up, put down Ling Chuan gently, and put his coat on him.
The skin on his body was obviously getting better, and Gallo's special medicine was naturally unusual, and healed quickly, but Ling Chuan was still bleeding.
An Ziqing tore up his clothes and wrapped his wrists and ankles with white cloth.
The handsome cheeks have returned to their blood, like the winter sun, shining high above them.
Ling Chuan is that kind of person, with a face that is more dazzling than a celebrity. He is 188. He always combs his hair to reveal a full forehead, thick black eyebrows and dark bottomless eyes.
The tall nose bridge and the three-dimensional distinct facial features are works like gods.
Beautiful enough to make so many women yearn for!
Fortunately, she met him since she was a child.
Otherwise, how would he admire her!
Turning around, the hem of the white skirt brushed his cheeks, slowly floating on the ground.
An Ziqing walked down the stairs step by step without looking back.
I will come to you again in my next life, Ling Chuan!
The corners of An Ziqing's lips raised slightly, and a happy smile appeared on his face.
Having been loved and cared for by this man, for so many years since childhood, isn't it enough
"An Ziqing, the patriarch is still waiting for you! Hurry up!" Yin Nuo stepped up to urge, and went to Lingchuan to take a look.
Yin Nuo's hand hasn't touched Ling Chuan.
"Don't touch him!" An Ziqing's cold voice sounded.
Yin Nuo was shocked, but suddenly laughed, "Good!"
Suddenly, An Ziqing felt that Yin Nuo was inexplicable, and when he didn't look at him at all, he walked down the stairs step by step.
On the icy throne, Ling Chuan's hand moved slightly, and he subconsciously reached out to pull it.
But he didn't hold on to anything.
Every sentence of An Ziqing is in his ears, but he can't open his eyes at all! It's as if the body is being crushed by a ghost-it's generally out of control.
Even in such a cold place, Ling Chuan's forehead was full of sweat.
An Ziqing! ! return! !
You come back to me! !
On the cold operating table.
An Ziqing has closed his eyes and lay on the operating table steadily.
She is not worried about anything now.
Anyway, Ling Chuan was able to survive.
Mother is in the Nine-turn Labyrinth, as for her father...
Not much information can be found in her memory.
Forget it...
An Ziqing's eyelids are a bit heavy when there is an injection in the body, but he still doesn't lose consciousness.
I opened my eyes in a daze, and I could see another surgical scene, the woman who was exactly like her.
Her sister.
There seemed to be four or five doctors around them, all holding scalpels.
Ready to open her heart.
Gallo stood aside, his golden eyes filled with excitement and urgency.
He can finally save Yan Yan!
His Yan Yan is finally back! !
"Tarot Jade is gone!!" Suddenly someone shouted, as if it was Yin Nuo.
"How could it be gone! It was there just now!!" Gallo strode to An Qiyan's face, her face turned pale and bloodless again, and the jade in her mouth was gone! !
Without the assistance of Tarot Jade, the blood in An Qiyan's body will not resume its flow.
It's useless to change this heart! !
"Where's the jade!!" Gallo shouted: "How can the jade be gone!! The jade!!" (End of this chapter)