Chapter 47 Treatment
Sweep your mouse to the right.
"All-inclusive": It is full of the same "goods" in the form of listing.
It is said that it is a cargo, but it is not particularly accurate, just like the big classification says, all-inclusive, fairy tales see instruments, skills, organs, unknown rare items and even XX treasure roadmap in the commodity list.
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Sure enough, it's everything.
Changing the status of "Jiahe" to "Available for Tasks", the two closed the website.
The "rivers and lakes" have time to see, and the top priority is to recover the overdrawn internal force as soon as possible.
The huge momentum of the chandelier at the banquet of the Liu family is easy to block, and the internal force is extremely consuming, not to mention that the huge chandelier has to be pushed out again for the sake of effect, even if the two of them are not as powerless as they were when they first arrived in this world, they can barely do it with the strength of the two of them.
The two people who left the Liu family were already extremely weak, and they were just gambling in front of Steward Liu, betting that after the chandelier incident, they were most afraid of this hidden "Jiahe", so they would take the risk of releasing the recording at that time.
Fortunately, he didn't act rashly at that time, otherwise the fairy tale two would definitely be exposed.
The two of them used the Hui Qi Pill regardless of the consumption, and finally in the early morning of the next day, the internal force was restored to seventy-seven-eighty-eight.
In the early morning of the second day, it was just dawning.
"Xiaohua, you have a good rest at home, and we will come back after we see your aunt. Ling Ling touched Fairy Tale's forehead worriedly, turned around and went downstairs.
"Let's go, let's rest. Ling Ling greeted Beiyan, and the two got into the car to the hospital together.
At this time, the fairy tale who was resting at home on the grounds that the eldest aunt was as enthusiastic as the fire and the baby's heart was painful, rushed to the hospital with a set of "Jiahe" red clothes.
It's funny to say, but so far, she and Bei Yan have been in this hospital for much longer than they have been in Beijia, and the terrain has long been familiar with it.
Because it is an aristocratic hospital, it is deliberately built at the foot of the mountain, the environment is quiet, there are few pedestrians, one side is the street, the other side is the hill, the fairy tale specially detoured a little way, from the side of the mountain to the hospital, directly into the ward of Beixiang.
Well, she found herself getting more and more used to rolling through the windows now.
"Who are you?" To the fairy tale's surprise, Beixiang was the only one in the ward, and there was no one to take care of.
This situation seems better than expected.
Too lazy to talk to her, Fairy Tale directly reached out and pointed at her dumb hole.
Bei Xiang stared, looked at the person in horror, and wanted to call someone, but he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.
Who is this man, are you going to kill him, Brother Zheng, where are you, save me.
Bei Xiang looked at the man in red standing beside his bed, just looking at himself motionlessly, and suddenly tears opened the gates.
The fairy tale looked at the woman in front of her who was swored with tears and makeup, crying, why didn't she cry.
It wasn't that she wanted to stand still, but that the situation in the hospital room was completely different from what she expected.
In her plan, Beixiang, as the center of everyone's attention, is definitely heavily defended in the ward.
There should be at least two bodyguards for the real nuclear bomb, and she is not confident that she can dodge the bullet 100% now, so it will take some effort to clean up this group of people.
She has thought about it, when attacking, she can also make some specious tricks to make up for their brains, creating an unfathomable and irresistible image of a master, it is best to let them eat and sleep and worry about whether this master will attack them.
How do I know that when I arrived at the ward, a large part of the front was all omitted.
The fairy tale was speechless, so she had to stand here and pass the time.
Looking at Beixiang's current appearance, the fairy tale smiled ill-intentionedly in her heart.
It seems that the situation of their aunt is not as good as they think.
The old man Yu of Beijin cares about his daughter who gets married, and he often goes to learn about the news of Beixiang, but all he receives is that Beixiang is spoiled by Hua Zheng as a princess, but looking at it like this, it is not like the treatment that a princess should have.
Just when the feet of fairy tales and others were a little numb, I finally faintly heard the sound of talking, it was Beiyan and them, and they had finally arrived.
It's not that she doesn't want to sit and wait, it's really that standing here is a greater deterrent to Beixiang's heart, a spoiled brainless person like Beixiang won't understand what a low-key connotation of aura is, or such a direct method works.
Paying attention to the movement outside the door, he stepped forward in two steps in Beixiang's frightened eyes, pinched her knee just the moment the door was pushed open, clicked twice, and followed by a few clicks.
Before everyone at the door could react, this series of actions had already ended.
"Master, you've arrived. Bei Yan was the first to speak.
The rest of the crowd reacted, and when they heard this, they quickly stopped pulling out their guns.
Own?
The man in red turned his head to look at Bei Yan, and said with a gentle look, "You're here." ”
A low and hoarse voice sounded, and the rest of the people shuddered inexplicably.
"Master, how is my aunt's leg?" asked Bei Yan worriedly.
"After an hour, you can get out of bed and walk. The red-clothed man's eyes swept over the corridor behind several people, and more and more people gathered together to peek here: "I've already seen the kid next door, it's not a big problem, just wipe it with the potion I gave you, and leave first for the teacher." ”