Aslan lay quietly in the tent, Qin Tianjian was pulling out the last golden needle for him, this was the third day of the needle, and one day, Aslan would be able to recover as before, but in these few days, he never saw the person he dreamed of, and Qin Tianjian was as always, to use sleeping medicine for him, he couldn't help but speak: "What about the Tibetan pearl people?" ”

Qin Tianjian Zheng's hand paused slightly, his eyelashes were lowered and he couldn't see clearly, but he continued to toss the medicine in his hand, his voice was calm and dull: "It doesn't matter to you where she is, don't forget whose fiancée she is, I can cure you, of course, I can......

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