Walking out the door, I saw the extremely beautiful blond young man downstairs looking around. Seeing her, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Sister, do you have ginger?"
"So noisy? What's the matter?" Hua Zhonghua came out of the room, with blood on both hands, asked.
"Xiaoyu has a cold and a fever." Huadong raised his head and said.
"I'm carrying an IV, and I'll get some for her later." After Hua Zhonghua finished speaking, she went in again, but saw the man propping himself up and trying to sit up, so she quickly pressed him down and said, "What are you doing? You just finished stitching. , didn’t you move and it cracked again?”
"Master, master, she..." Ye Po asked looking out the door.
master? ! Hua Zhonghua raised her eyebrows and said, "You mean Xiaoyu? She's fine, she just has a cold. I'll go and see her when I'm done."
"It's just a cold, just get some salt water." Ling Qingyu said weakly under the quilt.
Yan San checked her pulse, and seeing that she could no longer feel the snake pill, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Then you should have a good rest."
He Li pulled Yang Zhao, and the two left the room, followed by Meng Su.
"General, I'm sorry! But this time, no matter what, I don't want to be separated from her." In an empty room next to him, He Li and Meng Su knelt down in front of Yang Zhao and said in unison.
Yang Zhao walked to the window, looked at the darkness outside, and said in a low voice, "Needless to say I'm sorry, she said it too, as long as our hearts remain the same, hers will not change either."
He Li stood up. At this time, he was seven years older than Yang Zhao. Seeing Yang Zhao's expression, he said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid none of the people here will change, but she loves you the most. and Yansan."
"He Li, I only want her to be happy." Yang Zhao leaned against the window, and said in a distant voice, "As long as she is happy, I will be happy. In this world, there is no war and separation like ours, and it seems that she is living a good life." , as long as she doesn't drive me away, no matter what my identity is, I will stay by her side."
Yes, no matter what your status is, you can finally have time together, so what else is it.
"Rang Rang, it's just a little bit of fever and cold, and it won't kill anyone." Hua Zhonghua took the salt water bag in his hand, pushed his glasses, scanned the people in the room, then went to the bed, took the thermometer Put it in her mouth and start dispensing the medicine.
"Xiaoyu, I've taken care of that man's wound, but he hurt his vitals. If you're worried, it's best to go to the hospital for a careful examination. I'll call an ambulance to pull him over tomorrow?" Hanging on the desk lamp, Hua Zhonghua asked, then glanced at her, and said: "His wound was only an inch away from piercing his heart. If he goes to the hospital, he will have to ask why. If he doesn't, What reward will you give me?" As she spoke, she took out the thermometer from her mouth and looked at it, raised her brows and said, "Wow, it's actually burned to thirty-nine degrees? Why did you go?"
"What reward do you want?" Ling Qingyu stared at him and said, taking advantage of the fire is his forte.
Added antipyretics to the salt water bag, picked up Ling Qingyu's hand and patted it twice, Hua Zhonghua looked at the hand that grabbed his needle, and said calmly to Yan San: "You want to give her an injection? Are you sure you will? Well, come on!"
"It's nothing." Ling Qingyu gently took Yan San's hand, and said with a smile, "It's just an intravenous injection. It's nothing."
In the needle-like sight of several people, Hua Zhonghua inserted the needle calmly, fixed it, and then said: "Let her sleep well, and she will be fine tomorrow." Then she pushed her glasses and said: "Reward I will ask you for it in the future, I will go back first, and I will come to see him tomorrow."
After taking the guy away, Hua Zhonghua walked and shouted: "Hua Dong, let's go, go back."
Huadong was watching Sum cooking ginger soup, and turned around after hearing the voice, "Leave?"
"There's another operation tomorrow morning. I don't dare to offend the mayor's wife."
"Okay," Hua Dong called towards the second floor: "By the way, Xiaoyu, don't forget the banquet tomorrow night."
God! Ling Qingyu couldn't help holding his forehead, and then shouted: "Push it for me!"
"I can't push it away. You have to rest for a day. I'll see you tonight~" While laughing loudly, Huadong had already walked out of the door and started the car. After a roar, he left like a galloping arrow.
Depend on! Ling Qingyu just wanted to move, but was held down by Yan San, and said: "What's the matter, we will talk about it tomorrow, first get a good sleep and take care of your body."
Huazhonghua's medicines always take effect quickly, and it has already made her drowsy. While she was still awake, Ling Qingyu held Yan San's hand, pointed to the salt water bag and said, "When the water in the bag is gone, you Pull out the needle for me, and let everyone rest first, let's have a good chat tomorrow."
Yan San nodded, seeing that her eyes were dim and still trying to open them, he smiled and stroked her cheek, saying: "We can save ourselves, you can go to sleep."
"Yan San," Ling Qingyu blinked and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you here? You won't be here when I wake up tomorrow. I'm just dreaming, right?"
"I'm here, everyone is here, go to sleep."
Seeing her falling into a deep sleep, Yan San covered her with the quilt, held her hand and sat on the head of the bed, then said to Yan Qi: "Go and rest."
Yan Qi shook her head and smiled, "I've slept for so many years, I've had enough." Looking around, she picked up the mirror frame placed by the bed, held it in front of Yan San, and gave him a look, saying, "Yan San, It’s completely different here than we are.”
"Yes," Yan San glanced at the smiling woman in the photo, and said, "Are you scared?"
Yan Qi smiled lightly, put the frame back, and said, "What am I afraid of? Didn't she say that as long as our minds don't change, she won't change either? It's just that Yan San, you're not the only one in her heart now. .”
Zhao Yinfeng walked into the study and saw Cheng Jia sitting on a large strange chair, flipping a booklet in his hand, and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Cheng Jiasui pointed to the bookshelf, and Zhao Yinfeng also took out a photo album. Seeing that it was full of pictures that seemed to put everyone in, he was surprised at first, and seeing Cheng Jia's smile on the corner of his mouth, he then Settle down and flip through the pages.
It was that woman, although her clothes, hair and facial expressions were different, but Zhao Yinfeng knew that it was her.
What Cheng Jia looked at was a book of black and white photos. On it, Ling Qingyu was very small, from a baby to a child and then a girl. The photos revealed her growth, a clever and cute little girl, a muddy little girl, and a flamboyant little girl. Girl, a little girl who sticks to her parents and acts like a baby.
"Cheng Jia, what do you want to do?" Zhao Yinfeng closed the album and asked.
"What should we do?" Cheng Jia looked up at Zhao Yinfeng, and then said with a smile: "Didn't she say that our intentions don't change, and she naturally doesn't change, why? General Zhao has an idea?"
Zhao Yinfeng frowned and didn't make a sound. He was the only person here alone. Moreover, what frightened him the most was that her mind didn't change, but he never knew her mind for him. Is there love in it.
"General Zhao," Cheng Jia looked at the person who was walking towards the study from outside the door, and said, "Let's form an alliance."
"Eleven, master?" Ye Po looked out of the door and asked uneasily.
"Well, the third master said it's fine, just sleep and it's your injury?" Ye Shixi sat on the chair beside the bed, looked at the salt water bag and said.
"It's nothing." Ye Po smiled. At the beginning, he wanted to die, so the stab was deeper, but now that the soul sacrificial altar has healed the fatal place, the trauma is nothing to him.
"She said that as long as our intentions remain the same, so will hers." Ye Shiyi lowered his eyes and said.
"No matter what she wants, Ye Po is hers, and I will never go anywhere except by her side." Ye Po looked at him, and smiled lightly: "Aren't you the same?" People are different, there was not such a long separation between them and her, they saw her appearance when she was older, and now she looks younger, for him, this is just a continuation, the most natural continue.
Ying Jiu stood at the door and watched silently for a while, then turned and left, and went downstairs to Ying Shisan and Sum, who were tidying up the kitchen, to help start cleaning.
Ying Thirteen looked at Eye Shadow Nine and asked, "How is Ye Po?"
"Well, I'll be with you on Eleven." Ying Jiu put the bowl into the cabinet after studying it for a long time, and replied.
Ying Shisan smiled slightly, bowed her head and continued to wash the dishes. The three of them have always been her personal bodyguards, no matter which world they are in. They are finally together again, and there is no need to think about other things.