Chapter Seventy-Four: This Is the Face
Yan Jingxing rushed over and was about to say a thing or two to the doctor, "Now if I can send her to the hospital, what else am I looking for you for?" ”
As soon as he was old and scared, the doctor really felt that this visit could save him two years of life.
Lu Zhou hurriedly grabbed him, "Calm down." ”
Yan Jingxing stared at the doctor, "We can't send people to the hospital now, we have to save if we can, we have to save if we can't, money is not a problem." ”
The doctor sighed, took out a red cloth bag from his medicine box, opened it layer by layer, and inside was a thin ginseng.
"It's up to this thing to hang her life until tomorrow morning."
"So small?" Yan Jingxing blurted out, "Will this work?" ”
Doctor:......
What kind of young master of a big family is this? Still so small? Just such a small ginseng was passed on by his grandfather to his father, and his father was passing it on to him.
"I don't have any big ones." The doctor said angrily.
Lu Zhou was also shocked by Yan Jingxing's idea of why not eat minced meat, it has been almost ten years since he fell into the grass, how can he still be a picture of the style of the fourth master of the Yan family?
"Alright." The doctor touched his beard, "You two go out, find a woman to come in, get some snow for her to rub her body, her whole body is frozen, if you don't use snow to rub it, it is easy to leave the root of the disease." ”
"Let's go." Lu Zhou pushed Yan Jing and walked out.
Meng Lan was wandering at the door, and when she saw the two of them coming out, she hurriedly took two steps forward, opened her mouth, but didn't say anything...... The military uniform on Lu Zhou's body still made her a little scared.
"You go in." Lu Zhou said, "The doctor said that he needed a woman's help. ”
Meng Lan nodded hurriedly and trotted two steps into the room.
"Go see Feng Lan?" Lu Zhou looked at Yan Jingxing and said.
Yan Jingxing didn't speak, and touched a few pockets on his body.
Lu Zhou handed over the smoke and fire, "It's also time to tell the Western Capital that you, Fourth Master Yan, are back." ”
Yan Jingxing took the cigarette and lit it, and took a hard puff, he didn't think it was a good time.
"I know you're a very planned person, but Jing Xing, from the moment Baiyuan Ridge was destroyed, all your plans have become a mess, I don't think this can explain a problem?"
Yan Jingxing snorted, "What's the problem?" ”
"It's often more reliable to take a step at a time than a step-by-step plan, after all, you don't know that your plan will have accidents and problems, right?"
Yan Jingxing: ......
There really makes some sense.
"So you mean that all of my seven-year plans are in the mirror?"
Lu Zhou shrugged, "Although I don't want to hit you, it seems that this is the case...... A single betrayal by Fontaine will make your plans fall apart. ”
This is simply pouring salt on the wound, Yan Jingxing has an urge to kill him.
"Alright." Lu Zhou patted him on the shoulder, "Feng Dan should still be waiting for you below." ”
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Feng Dan was drinking glass after glass in the hall, and stood up the moment he saw Yan Jingxing coming down the stairs.
The eyes are facing each other.
Feng Dan's tears burst out of his eyes, "You, you're really not dead." ”
Yan Jingxing walked over slowly, "Girl, did you recognize the wrong person?" ”
"How so?" Feng Dan was emotional, "This is the face, seven years ago, when I first saw you, this was the face, I will not admit it." ”