It was the third day since Leng Qingjue saved Lu Han from his base. She lied to Wang Junkai that she lived in Mo Waner's house, but he didn't find out.
bingIt's not going well, he...
Cold frown.
Bing paused and looked at the cold.
bingThe injuries he suffered in this car accident were not very serious. The real fatal thing was the poison that had already existed in his body.
lengqingjueCan't solve it?
Bing shook his head.
bingI'm not good at detoxifying, and I've never seen one, so sorry about that.
lengqingjueOkay, you go down first.
Leng Liaojue sat down on a chair next to the hospital bed, quietly looking at the man lying on the hospital bed, his eyes dim and unclear.
After a long time, she sighed invisibly.
lengqingjueHello, leaves.
yeshushuangWhat? I am busy.
wushixunWho are you talking to baby?
lengqingjueAre you busy flirting...
Ye Shushuang's face was shy (crossed out), and he opened his mouth shyly.
yeshushuangOh, don't say it!
lengqingjueCan you come out and find me now?
Ye Shushuang looked at Wu Shixun who was leaning on him, a little embarrassed.
yeshushuangDid something happen?
I'm also sorry for being cold, it's not very good to disturb others after all.
lengqingjueThere's one... patient... very tricky...
Ye Shushuang knew that Leng Qing would never disturb others casually. He must have encountered something big.
Leng Qingjue nodded, hung up the phone, and tucked the quilt carefully for the man. A metal brand suddenly fell out of the man's pocket.
Leng Qingjue picked it up and looked at it carefully.
———————— dividing line.
shangxuePlease support, thank you.
