The gorgeous and exquisite Suzhou embroidered cheongsam shines in the miserable white light, and the light blue gradient winged heavy bird flutters with beautiful tail feathers, soaring among the pine water, and the small bridge and the bright moon.

The fine Suzhou embroidery process split into a thread flows in the silk thread of Huize, and flies gorgeously over the moon curtain with the two heavy birds that fly with wings.

Yun Luan could no longer support the fierce strength of the disguise, turned around and buried her head in her husband Nan Zheng's arms and hid her face and cried. She bowed her head and buried herself in Nanzheng's shoulder and neck crying pear blossoms with rain, her liver and intestines were broken, and her original delicate and gorgeous makeup became blurry under the meandering flow of tears, looking messy and embarrassed.

"Yun girl, don't cry, be careful of heart disease." When General Nan saw Yun Luan's miserable crying, his heart suddenly felt like his own daughter was crying sadly, and there was a suffocating and dull pain. He looked at Nan Fusheng in a dilemma, and then turned his head to look at Yun Luan, who was crying in embarrassment, and sighed again with a worried look.

He stood up, walked calmly to Nan Fusheng, who was still bowing his head, and stretched out his hand to gently help the noble and affectionate man: "Get up, kid, it's not your fault in this matter, it's to blame, it's also to blame those ruthless people." ”

Nan Fusheng slowly got up according to the strength in General Nan's hand, and his reddish phoenix eyes stared at the handsome eyebrows of the elders with deep and dark eyes: "Thank you General Nan, but what Mrs. Nan said is not wrong, it is Fusheng who owes Zuisheng a life, and I will repay it with all my life." ”

He bent down again and bowed deeply, a trace of tears silently annihilated in the gorgeous phoenix eyes.

"Dean Zhu, why can't I take out the bullet in my daughter's body?" Nan Zheng, who had been silent, gently hugged his wife in his arms, his handsome and extraordinary eyebrows were sharp at this moment, and his eyebrows were almost sideburns along his cold gaze, and his voice was low and cold, throwing out a key question.

Dean Zhu, who had been trying his best to disguise himself as a transparent person, quickly adjusted his rigorous and solemn expression, took a few steps forward and bowed his head, and replied softly and respectfully: "Admiral Nan, the bullet glued to the heart of the eldest lady has a very precise knack, it is different from those cold bullets in my country, with the development of the times and the progress of science and technology, this bullet is alive, and it can move freely in the eldest lady's body. ”

Yun Luan, who was hiding his face and crying, quickly turned his head when he heard this, and the delicate makeup that had already cried flowers flowed on his moist skin with tears, and he looked extremely moving: "What did you say, that bullet is alive?!" ”

She broke free of Nan Zheng's circle and tightened her arms, stepped forward with two steps on her high heels, stared at Dean Zhu with low eyes, and her voice was fierce and cold: "Zhu Wude, are you looking at Meng Me?" No matter how elaborate the design of a bullet is, if there is not enough power to store it, where will the power come from to keep it 'alive'? ”

Yun Luan narrowed her charming and slender eyes slightly, and her messy and broken makeup could not hide her glamorous appearance at all: "In my opinion, you doctors are not shirking each other's responsibilities, for fear that your medical skills will ruin your reputation, so you made up such an unbelievable reason to prevaricate me!" ”

Dean Zhu Wude suddenly broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this.

Although Secretary Yun's beauty is admirable and prestigious, her scheming city and powerful power really discourage people who admire her style, and only the Nan Zheng --- General of the Nan family can successfully hold the beauty, and the rest of the men are only coerced and subjugated by this tall and beautiful Secretary Yun.

"Mrs. Nan, what you say below is the truth, and there is no lie!" Zhu Wude's arms hanging at his sides trembled slightly, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

He lowered his voice and listed the scene of rescuing Nan Zui Sheng in the morning: "When the eldest lady was first sent to the hospital, she first suffered from serious blood loss, and I thought it was strange at the time, looking at the size and size of the gunshot wound is not a special weapon with great lethality, but it can make the wound bleed all the time, which makes me suspicious." ”

"All the time...... The bleeding does not stop...... Oh, my God! ”

Yun Luan muttered to himself in distraction when he heard this, and his charming eyes instantly burst into tears.

The tall and sturdy body of the old general Nan was suddenly shocked, and then he quickly fell down, trembling against the wall, and raised his eyes to look at Zhu Wude: "Dean Zhu, what you said is true?" My precious granddaughter has suffered such a great sin, these damn killers! ”

There were already a few old generals in the temples trembling when he heard this, and his body, which had always been healthy and strong, was leaning on the wall at this moment, and the ghostly shadow of his lost soul was refracted under the flow of white lights in the hospital corridor: "Poor my baby granddaughter, grandpa's drunkenness!" ”

The righteous and majestic old man leaned against the cold wall with a sad expression, his gray beard trembling with the cry of sorrow, and the mournful echo flowed in the empty corridor.

Nan Fusheng silently stepped forward a few steps, stretched out his arm and gently helped the sad and heartbroken old General Nan. The gorgeous phoenix eyes reflected the miserable white lights of the hospital, and he raised his eyes to stare at the righteous and heroic face of the old general Nan, and his eyes showed a look of remorse.

At this moment, Nan Zuisheng, who was lying asleep on the hospital bed, was so innocent.

was in the prime of his sixteenth youth, but he risked his life to block a fatal bullet for him, an old man who had already matured.

"Zhu Wude, go on." Nan Fusheng's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the corner of his eyes glanced at Zhu Wude beside him. He picked up the grief-stricken General Nan and respectfully lifted the founding hero, whom he had admired since childhood, to a bench in the corridor.

Zhu Wude's dignified face was half-hidden in the dark shadow under the miserable white light, and his originally solemn and solemn expression recalled the bloody scene he witnessed on the operating table, which made him stumble even when he couldn't speak: "What I said is true, the other doctors who operated on the eldest lady at that time can testify for me!" ”

The white coat that belonged to the medical staff neatly and solemnly shrouded the middle-aged man's body, Zhu Wude mustered up the courage to clench his slightly trembling hands, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "When we injected the eldest lady with anesthesia and prepared to perform the operation, we found that the bullet that was shot into the eldest lady's body actually automatically moved seven millimeters out of the texture!" ”

The white light reflected the deep shadows on the snow-white walls, and the low and trembling voice echoed in the empty and gloomy corridor, smashing down on everyone's ears with a loud sound.