Seeing the blood-stained man on the sofa, Hua Zhonghua's eyes lit up, she was completely awake, and then said: "Go and get me the guy behind the car, find a bright room, I said Xiaoyu, you Have you finally found someone to help you fight?!"
"Oh." Glaring at him, Ling Qingyu responded and walked out the door, opened the trunk of the car that had rushed to the gate, and went to pick up the two big silver boxes.
Good weight! Ling Qingyu lifted it and sighed inwardly, and tried to push harder, but Yan San had already lifted the box, and then walked into the room.
"You, carry him up to the room on the upper left." Hua Zhonghua pointed to Yang Zhao.
Yang Zhao picked up Ye Po and followed him to the upstairs room, Yan San also followed behind with a suitcase.
Huadong grabbed Ling Qingyu who was walking by her, pointed at the men standing on the stairs on the second floor, raised their heads and opened their mouths, and asked, "What's going on?"
"Talk slowly when you have time, save people first." Ling Qingyu said while holding his forehead.
"It's a long story?" Hua Dong asked, squinting at her.
"Not short." Ling Qingyu sighed, and then said: "Huadong, let's get something to eat."
"Are you kidding? You asked me to get food?" Huadong cried out in astonishment.
"Master, I'll come." Sum walked down from upstairs and said.
"Master?!" Hua Dong pointed at Sum in surprise and said, "Since when did you start playing with this?"
"Let's talk later, um, teach him how to use the kitchen utensils." Her ears were stained red, Ling Qingyu pushed her to the kitchen with a smile, and then said to Sum and Ying Shisan who were following behind. : "The utensils here are different, it's okay to ask this sister."
"Ling Qingyu!" Waving at the furious Huadong, Ling Qingyu hurried upstairs, ignoring Cheng Jia's smile and Zhao Yinfeng's anger, and rushed into the room on the left.
All the lights in the room had been turned on, Hua Zhonghua had already opened the two large boxes, and the bright surgical instruments inside were shining coldly under the lights.
"The stabbing is so deep? Who did this cruel attack?" Hua Zhonghua asked while cleaning the wound. An inch deeper and it went straight into the heart, and the wound marks were clean and sharp. It can be imagined that the opponent should be a ruthless and fast master.
"I'll be an assistant?" Laughing embarrassingly, Ling Qingyu stood beside him automatically and tore open a bag of cotton wool.
"Knife." Hua Zhonghua yelled, seeing Ling Qingyu flipping through his knife in a hurry, rolled his eyes, and said, "Student Xiaoyu, what else do you do besides eating?" Then she put it on by herself. Gloves, picked up the scalpel, said: "Be quiet, don't hinder me, you go out first."
Hua Zhonghua's hand was very fast, like turning flowers on Ye Po's wound, Ling Qingyu gave Ye Po a reassuring look, and then exited the room with Yan San and Yang Zhao.
"Qingyu, go take a shower and change clothes." Yang Zhao dragged her back again.
"Okay," Ling Qingyu nodded after seeing that they had all been dealt with.
Sitting in the bathtub, Ling Qingyu let out a long breath, and then became dazed. Back, not only came back, but brought them all back, my God! ! !
"Qingyu..." Yan San opened the bathroom door, squatted down by the bathtub, and said, "Aren't you happy for us to come?"
Putting his hands around his neck, Ling Qingyu said, "Why are you unhappy, Yan San, I'm so happy to see you alive again."
I can see you in real life again, I don't know how happy I am, I am so happy that I am overwhelmed...
Cheng Jia sat in a chair at the corner on the second floor and looked at the house with great interest. It's completely different from the other side. There is no candle, but it is much brighter than the candle oil lamp, even brighter than the daytime. The floor is full of warmth. There is no brazier in the room and it is very warm. The living room on the first floor is The hollow, two-story transparent glass reflects the waves of Taihu Lake outside, and the paintings on the walls are strange, but unexpectedly harmonious. The woman looked completely different from when she died. She was already in her thirties and her hair was short. It was just her movements, her expression, and her unmistakable aura that made him feel at ease. down.
Zhao Yinfeng sat down on the chair next to him, and said angrily, "Why are there so many people?"
Yang Zhao, He Li and Meng Su were leaning on the railing, listening to He Li's story of what happened after his death, hearing that Ling Qingyu overthrew Da Zhou and re-established a new country in order to avenge him, Yang Zhao's eyes drooped , Clenched hands unconsciously.
Yan Qi and Ying Jiu were with Ye Shiyi, talking about the next thing.
"Yan San," Ling Qingyu, who was almost suffocated by the kiss, said after being finally let go by Yan San, "Look, I am thirty-five years old now, ten years older than you."
Yan San laughed lightly, and said, "Then you despise me?" On the boat, they looked at each other, and the most mature and suitable for Ling Qingyu's current appearance were He Li and Zhao Yinfeng, and then Ye Po, he is about the same as Yang Zhaomeng, Suyan, and Seven Shadows Thirteen. The youngest are Cheng Jiasum and Ying Jiu. They all tacitly didn't go to see Ye Shiyi, who couldn't tell his age at all. He was too outstanding. man.
"How could it be?" Ling Qingyu hugged him and said, "As long as you don't think I'm old, we'll live together until we're seventy or eighty, but this time, I must die before you."
"Fool, how can you have the heart to do this." Yan San rubbed her short hair, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, let those who want to leave, anyway, I won't leave, after waiting so long After a long time, I can finally be with you again, Qing Yu, no matter what reason you use, even death will not let us separate again."
"Yan San, do you know how much I miss you?" Ling Qingyu said with a light sigh.
"I love you, I love you, it's hard to say." The joyful phone rang from the bedroom, Ling Qingyu stood up from the bathtub, ran to the bedside and picked up the phone.
"Ling Qingyu, are you still alive?" As soon as the connection was made, a man's distraught voice came from inside.
"I'm fine, who are you cursing?" Ling Qingyu's voice became louder, seeing Yan San walking out worriedly, he hurriedly signaled that nothing happened.
"Huadong said that you cut your pulse! Are you worth it for that person? I said it all. I'll come back to marry you after I settle the matter. Why die if you're fine?" The voice of the man inside was very loud with anger.
Ling Qingyu glanced at Yan San, then at Yang Zhao and the others who had entered the room, rubbed his forehead helplessly, and said, "Luotou, let me tell you, first, I didn't cut my pulse, I Very good, second, you don't need to come back from such a long distance to marry me, I have a man."
"Who is crying and telling me that the old woman is lonely?! Who is asking for comfort? It's only been a day, who are you lying to! You wait for me, don't do stupid things, I'll be there tomorrow, that's all." After the man's voice finished speaking, he hung up the phone with a snap.
"Well," Ling Qingyu, who was stupefied for a while when he saw that the men's faces were not looking good, said with a smile, "Yesterday, we didn't know each other."
"How many men do you have!" Zhao Yinfeng asked gloomily at the door.
This question is really difficult to answer, so Ling Qingyu had to raise his hand sincerely and said: "There is no one here, really! Just now it was a close buddy, a good friend, and a student who went sailing together."
"It's Luobotou's phone?" Huadong said maliciously downstairs: "You go to his Weibo, he has already announced on it that he has finally made up his mind to pursue his first love and favorite."
The size of the first love, the favorite size, abandoned himself and immediately turned to find a new girlfriend. Now he is a man who is married for the third time. If he is embarrassed to say this, Ling Qingyu rushes to the stairs and asks: "Hua Dong, tell me the truth, is it you?" Go agitate that bastard!"
"It's nothing to me, it's just that everyone is discussing, thinking that you finally got rid of that scumbag, you should celebrate it, and then someone mentioned that you want to start the pursuit again, and then Luobotou expressed his position just like that." Huadong stood up with a smile Road downstairs.
"Actually, I think you should have thought about it a long time ago. Look, my Huahua is also pretty good." Looking at Ling Qingyu, Huadong said with a smile on his face.
"Student Xiaoyu, aren't you cold?" Hua Zhonghua, who was mentioned by name, came out of the room, pushed her glasses, and said.
kindness? It was only then that Ling Qingyu realized that she had come out of the bathtub without any clothes on. With a scream of 'Aww', she ran back into the room again.
Ignoring all those cold gazes, Hua Zhonghua calmly went back to the room, closed the door, and continued the operation.