Qi Yan's eyes flickered slightly.
That's why he didn't want to help in the first place.
Tan Bengbeng: "Can't you ask the ghost doctor for help?"
Based on his relationship with the ghost doctor...
Qi Yan shook his head helplessly, "If I say that I can't find him, do you believe me?"
What Nian Xiaomu lacks now is time.
Moreover, they had better not have the idea of asking the ghost doctor to go out.
The rule of saving one and killing one is no joke!
Qi Yan stretched out his hand and hugged Tan Bengbeng into his arms, he didn't do anything, just hugged her.
It was rare that Tan Bengbeng didn't push him away and let him hold him.
As if he could feel the pressure in his heart.
Qi Yan hugged her for a long time, then brushed aside the bangs on her forehead with lowered eyes, and looked directly into her clear eyes.
He asked very seriously, "I don't care about others, if I miss, will you blame me?"
Tan Bengbeng: "..."
He is always like this, making such a serious question like a confession.
She didn't know how to answer inexplicably.
Qi Yan: "Then let me ask in another way, if I miss, will you think I'm useless?"
Tan Bengbeng: "No."
Qi Yan: "I need fresh herbs and state-of-the-art laboratories, none of which are available here. Would you like to accompany me back to the island?"
After Qi Yan finished asking, he held his breath nervously.
The front is all foreshadowing, and this issue is crucial.
If she doesn't go back with him, he can guarantee that he will fail.
With all his thoughts on her and the child, it would be a ghost if he could calm down and dispense the medicine!
"I'm worried about Xiao Mumu..."
As soon as Tan Bengbeng opened his mouth, he noticed that Qi Yan's eyes dimmed, like a child who was about to be abandoned.
Those bewitching pupils still shone with a pitiful light at the moment.
She pursed her lips, unable to speak.
No matter what, Qi Yan was also dragged into this muddy water by her.
Now he still has to bear so much pressure to challenge the authority of the ghost doctor.
She is also a doctor, not as good as him in medicine, but following him, maybe there is something that can help her.
Tan Bengbeng's mind was in a mess.
Just looking at Qi Yan's pitiful eyes, almost instinctively, he stretched out his hand and gently hugged him back.
Low opening.
"I want to ask Xiao Mumu first to make sure her next arrangement is not dangerous, and I will accompany you back."
"Pull the hook first!" Qi Yan let go of her overjoyed, and stretched out his finger towards her.
"..."
Tan Bengbeng stared contemptuously at the finger stretched out in front of her. How old is he
He still believes in such things as hooks.
Helplessly cooperating with him to pull the hook, Qi Yan hugged her into his arms, bowed his head and kissed her hard on the lips.
She raised her eyebrows happily, "This is a stamp, you can't cheat!"
Tan Bengbeng: "..."
Qi is three years old.
How good it is to be the King of Hades, to be a child.
Children are not as naive as his rogue.
After making sure that Qi Yan would not repent, Tan Bengbeng dragged him back to the living room.
Everyone sat in their original positions, waiting for them.
Before Tan Bengbeng could open his mouth to report the situation, Qi Yan had told her to sit down and not talk, and walked to the opposite side of the sofa by himself.
That evil face moved closer to Nian Xiaomu, facing the danger of being disfigured by Yu Yuehan, she quietly opened her lips.
"If I can make an antidote, save your grandfather, and also make him regain consciousness, talk, and even get out of bed and walk, what are you going to give as a thank you gift?"
Nian Xiaomu: "..."! !
what did he say