Chapter 15 Qiu Bo Lingling

What did she say to check enough, thinking that she wanted to check for you. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info It's hard to do now, Chu Qingchen held the gun in his hand, searched around his body and didn't find a place to hide the gun, she put it in the pocket of the white coat, walked around, how did she feel awkward and very conspicuous.

took out the gun again, put it in her pants pocket, the hard gun against her thigh, took a step, the hard gun topped her, Chu Qingchen felt that her heart was trembling, so she would not be able to walk with the same hands and feet, so she quickly took the gun out of her pants pocket, and turned around and still didn't find a suitable place to put the gun.

This Qin Mubai is really strange, why do you have to give her a gun for self-defense, if the devil really comes, she has a way to defend herself, don't forget, she is the best management pharmacist in Haihua, thinking of medicine, Chu Qingchen glanced at his medicine box, by the way, why don't you hide the gun in the medicine box, don't the medical staff lurking behind enemy lines in movies and television hide their guns under the medicine tray.

Thinking that she was like a positive character in a film and television drama who sacrificed herself to protect the wounded, Chu Qingchen suddenly felt that her image had become taller, she was no longer a doctor who just grabbed medicine for patients, she also had a sacred mission, that is, to protect Mu Xiancheng, -----the pillar of the country, and sacrifice her life at any time.

Thinking of Mu Xiancheng, Chu Qingchen couldn't help but turn his head to look at the hospital bed, "Mom, when did you wake up, why didn't you speak, it scared me to death." Chu Qingchen's weak hand shook, and the gun fell into the medicine box.

"It's good to hide the gun in the medicine box. Mu Xiancheng's pale face showed a smile with difficulty, and that smile was more ugly than crying.

"You also think it's okay to hide it in a medicine chest. Chu Qingchen calmed down his emotions and hurriedly hid the gun in the medicine box.

At this time, it was almost dawn, it was the silence before dawn, and only the roar of the aircraft motor was heard in the sky, this must be the helicopter that came to pick up Qin Mubai and them.

Chu Qingchen walked quickly to the window, standing in front of the window, there was a helicopter hanging in the sky, Qin Mubai's teammates climbed the soft rope hanging from the helicopter to board the helicopter in turn, Chu Qingchen's surprised mouth opened to 0, it was too strong, Qin Mubai They all boarded like this It's really awesome, this kind of scene can only be seen in film and television dramas, I didn't expect that the special combat team members in reality really boarded the plane like this, Qin Mubai, who finally boarded the plane, turned his head to look at the direction of the ward, he must not be worried about Mu Xiancheng.

Qin Mubai climbed the ladder, followed the soft rope neatly, climbed to the top of the rope three times and twice, and entered the cabin.

Watching the helicopter fly away, Chu Qingchen returned to Mu Xiancheng's bedside, squatted down beside Mu Xiancheng's bed, and emptied the urine bag that had been filled, she had to do something to make herself move, I don't know why she felt that her heart was empty, but she felt that her shoulders were particularly heavy, which made her a little breathless.

"Don't be afraid, I'm still here. Mu Xiancheng looked at Chu Qingchen's lost expression and wanted to comfort her.

"Well, I'm not afraid. Chu Qingchen agreed stiffly, in fact, the bitter coercion in his heart didn't know who to tell him, it wasn't because of you, I just fell into this dangerous whirlpool of catastrophe now, I never wanted to be a hero, it turned out that my life was peaceful, but now my life will be in danger every minute, Nima, or commit suicide.

It's really a 1 mom 1 bitterness, the way of death in the past life and this life is the same, it is inseparable from suicide, can God change the way of death, suicide in the previous life, this is suicide, God you are not tired, I am tired.

In her previous life, Chen Jiaxue, Pan Yueyue was poisoned by her in a bottle of high-end Raffiti, poisoning the three of them, and in this life, she is going to be shot to death with Mu Xiancheng.

God, earth, why is my Chu Qingchen's life so bitter, it is more bitter than Coptis chinensis, even the way of death is the same, I haven't lived enough in this life, my grand blueprint has not been realized, I really don't want to die, Chu Qingchen raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face, and couldn't help but twist her head out of the window, she didn't want Mu Xiancheng to see her crying, it was too faceless.

Outside the window, wisps of gray clouds could be clearly seen in the sky, and it was almost dawn.

Chu Qingchen looked at the deep blue sky, and asked this sky in his heart, I will either die or be reborn and live well, since God let me Chu Qingchen be reborn, won't I finish the game so quickly?

Chu Qingchen suddenly woke up, isn't this that no one has found it yet? Doesn't I still have time to prepare? Chu Qingchen suddenly thought of the poison she had unknowingly put into that valuable bottle of Raffi in her previous life, and even Chen Jiaxue was so vigilant that she didn't notice it. Moreover, it was Chen Jiaxue who personally poured a glass of red wine for her, himself and Pan Yueyue, and now Chu Qingchen still remembers it vividly, the bright red wine was as bright as blood.

That's right, relive a lifetime, why do you want to sit back and wait to become a fish on someone else's board, wouldn't that be too bad for yourself, where there is oppression, you have to resist, why do I have the ability to make drugs with one hand, but let others slaughter them, thinking of her poison, Chu Qingchen became excited.

Chu Qingchen stepped in front of her medicine box in two steps, began to rummage in the medicine box, raised the medicine bottle for a while, picked up the medicine bottle Bibi for a while, and then sat on the bed and held the medicine bottle in contemplation.

Mu Xiancheng lay on the bed, looking at Chu Qingchen's busy figure, one moment saw Chu Qingchen frowning, and the other time he pushed away the clouds and mist to see the day, one moment happy, one moment sad, and another moment pondering, he didn't know what Chu Qingchen was busy with, but he knew that Chu Qingchen must be doing something beneficial to them, because Mu Bai told him that half of his veins flowed with Chu Qingchen's blood.

Thinking of the blood of others in his veins, Mu Xiancheng's heart was warm, some people cared about him so much, loved him, and worried about his life, and some people took his life and death to heart, that is, the girl in front of him, she was like a warm current flowing through his body.

He is no longer lonely, he is dead, there is no international, no name, no relatives to see him off, only a cold handful of ashes scattered to the sea, drifting with the tide, ashes and ashes.

Mu Xiancheng was reluctant to close his eyes, he wanted to look at the female doctor in front of him, and he wanted to imprint every joy, anger and sorrow of her in his heart. It was the doctor named Chu Qingchen in front of him who saved him.

He felt that Chu Qingchen was very good-looking, his face was like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the color was like the spring flowers of April, his eyebrows were like a dai in the distant mountains, his eyes were like a peach and plum, his face was like a peach and plum, his nose was high, his lips were sharp and angular, not thick or thin, his long hair was tied up at will, and the place where his eyes flowed was full of spring.

Mu Xiancheng has walked all over the world, reading countless beauties of all skin tones, yellow-skinned beauties, dark-skinned beauties, white-skinned beauties, and occasionally beautiful partners, but they have not made Mu Xiancheng pay attention, in his eyes, women are the same, but they are useful and useless, looking at Chu Qingchen today, but he is a little unable to pull out his eyes.

ps: Today, Wang Baoqiang's family affairs are swiped on the screen, hey, the kind people have broken Baoqiang's family heart.

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