Blood transfusion, even in postmodern times, should be carefully observed to avoid rejection, or other adverse reactions such as blood fusion. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Yes, early the next morning, Chen Fang went to the guest room early to check on Xiao Wang, and unexpectedly found that Xiao Wang's state was better than he imagined, although he was still asleep, but there was no adverse reaction.

"Is it because you know kung fu?" Chen Fang muttered in a low voice, since he entered the door and started to do the inspection, Ye Qian'er has been paying attention to his words and deeds, this will listen to him babble a few times, and she can't hear what he said, so she can't help but ask nervously, "What's wrong?" Brother Long, he can't be anything, right?"

Brother Long? Even after hearing such a title for two days, looking at Xiao Wang's old face in his early thirties, Chen Fang always felt that there would be an inexplicable coldness on his body.

"It's okay, Brother Wang's situation is better than I imagined, I believe it will get better soon. It's you, sister-in-law, you have to pay attention, don't stay all day without resting, otherwise when my brother Wang wakes up, he will kill me when he sees you like this. Seeing Ye Qian'er yawning again and again, Chen Fang knew that she woke up in a coma yesterday and must have been keeping watch by the bedside all night.

After Chen Fang's ridicule, Ye Qian'er's pale face instantly turned crimson, and she whispered: "Zuoye, thank you, I ......" As she was saying, Ye Qian'er's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and then she suddenly knelt down in front of Chen Fang, wanting to bow to Chen Fang.

"Hey, don't." Chen Fang hurriedly stepped forward to help Ye Qian'er up, "Sister-in-law, what are you doing here, aren't you killing me?" ”

However, although Chen Fang has the strength of his body, who is the opponent of Ye Qian'er, a martial arts master? Ye Qian'er knelt to the end with a "snap", raised her red eyes, looked at Chen Fang, and said: "Zuoye, yesterday Brother Long and I wanted to put you to death, but instead of careless, you also saved my Brother Long's life with your own blood. ”

After that, Ye Qian'er was about to kowtow, but Chen Fang couldn't even let go of her hands and feet, so she hurriedly dodged and jumped to the side: "Sister-in-law, really, you don't need such a big gift." I can't stand it. ”

"Are you blaming me for being rude yesterday, if so, Qian'er is willing to pay with her life." Ye Qian'er looked at Chen Fang firmly.

If I wanted your life, I would have taken the opportunity to enter with a white knife and come out with a red knife yesterday, and kill you two husbands and wives, as for wasting my own blood to save your brother Long? Chen Fang smiled helplessly, and suddenly Chen Fang's eyes lit up and squatted down in front of Ye Qian'er, and said: "Sister-in-law, otherwise this is the case, I am very interested in the martial arts of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, the Six Veins of God, the One Yang Finger, the Great Shift of Qiankun, and the Lingbo Weibu, or you can teach me as a reward." ”

Before he became a spy, he was a loyal reader of Jin Yong and Gu Long, and it was inconvenient to be overseas at that time, so he specially asked his relatives in China to help him buy it, and later he had the Internet to help him buy everything, not to mention everything, and he was very yearning for the martial arts world inside

"I haven't heard of it, are there any such martial arts?" Ye Qian'er thought seriously for a moment and wondered.

"Ah......" Chen Fang was depressed, it seems that the novel is really a novel, you can't take it seriously, you can't take it seriously, but ...... "Sister-in-law, other kung fu is okay, you see that you and Brother Wang are also very good, can you teach me your kung fu?" Chen Fang's eyes lit up, his heart was overjoyed, click, finally had the opportunity to be a martial arts master, a trick, good martial arts, eighteen palms can be used to lower the dragon, showing his majesty, is the man a hero so far, who is the British......

"I can't teach you."

"What?" The big hero in her heart has not yet been drunk, Ye Qian'er suddenly said that she couldn't teach Chen Fang, so Chen Fang choked herself, and she stumbled and fell directly to the ground.

"Why, exactly? It's all my fault? He even directly moved out the song of the Phoenix Legend.

"This is the rule of the master, all the disciples are not allowed to pass on their kung fu to others, although I have been expelled from the door, but the rules are the rules, I can't disobey. I'm sorry. Even if it was the last word of apology, Ye Qian'er said it with great righteousness and awe-inspiring, as if the previous door rules were still heavenly rules for him.

Chen Fang was depressed, so depressed that he wanted to destroy that sect, what a broken rule, no wonder the post-modern can no longer learn good kung fu, they are all harmed by the rules of these predecessors, didn't I hear Confucius say that the sons of the world are all my students, and there is no class? Hey, no, Brother Wang, he doesn't seem to be a member of the sect, and the killer organization should have no door rules.

With a fluke mentality, Chen Fang asked Ye Qian'er: "Sister-in-law, Brother Wang won't be in the same door as you, right?"

"It's not." Ye Qian'er said, Chen Daxi was about to say something, but Ye Qian'er seemed to see through his thoughts, and said: "As for Brother Long's kung fu, don't even think about it, the martial arts he practices must be combined with special pills, and the poison on his body comes from this, I think with his medical skills, I should be able to see the harm of this pill to the body."

"That's it, don't learn." Chen Fang patted his ass and stood up, "Sister-in-law, take a good rest, I'll ask you Xiaohong to pick up a few patches of medicine for you and Brother Wang later, as for eating, you don't have to pay special attention, but Brother Wang will try to feed him some rice soup now." ”

In a word, Chen Fang rubbed his sad head and walked out of the guest room, looking at the blue in the sky that is impossible to see in the post-modern Chen Fang's heart is very melancholy, he is thinking about what kind of brick family in the post-modern era put forward the theory of "people still have to have dreams, in case a careless TMD is realized", alas, I can't remember, if I can remember, I have to leave a politeness from a thousand years ago like the rain on the forest that does not give power. By the way, think about this, that Lin Xiayu's politeness hasn't been thought about yet, what can be passed down for thousands of years, but it can disgust him? Hey, melancholy, melancholy, why don't you write the novel he wrote called "Tang Kingdom Medicine" and release it first? No, no, he won't know that he's been plagiarized, what the hell is going to happen?

Chen Fang shook his melancholy head and went to the front hall.

Originally, according to the original plan, he was going to visit the missing cases with Tang Yun today, but just now Tang Yun suddenly received a complaint, which was not a serious homicide case, but a family dispute between two generations.

I thought that there was an errand in the yamen, and Lei Da would be on duty in the yamen, but who knew that he didn't find it after turning around, so he had to give Lei Dazhuang a popcorn before he learned the news of Lei Hubao. It turned out that Lei Hu was resting at home

Forget it, let's let Ben Gongzi, the miracle doctor, come to the door to take a look at him. Chen Fang went out with his hands on his back.

(There are more explosions in the Mid-Autumn Festival, more and faster in the creation of the world.) )