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It's still dressed as an upstart.

Against the sun, the whole body is full of golden light, which is extremely dazzling.

In an instant, the thief saint was already standing in front of Long Yunzhan and holding Long Yunzhan's shoulder: "Qingluo didn't come back with you?" Could it be ...... In a class competition, you were beaten up? ”

"The game was won." Long Yunzhan replied lightly, interrupting the stolen saint's thoughts, "Take these doctors first, give them a pulse, and then talk about the rest." ”

With that, he led more than 20 doctors to the boys' rooms.

The old house, which has been silent for a long time, has gradually become extremely lively.

The doctor went back and forth.

Zhao Bo and the others listened to the doctor's orders, running back and forth, and started fighting.

……

Yan Xiaoyi's room.

Qiao Jin sat on the edge of the bed, wiping the cold sweat on his forehead with a towel for Yan Xiaoyi.

That delicate little face was as pale as paper at this time.

The red lips of the flames on weekdays are not bloody at this time.

He breathes heavily, and sometimes makes painful moans.

Her brows furrowed, as if she was enduring intense pain.

Qiao Jin's hand that wiped the cold sweat for her couldn't stop trembling.

Seeing such painful words, his heart hurt even more.

I can't wait to take her place and bear such pain.

Qiao Jin was infinitely annoyed why he didn't stay by Yan Xiaoyi's side when he was in the back mountain.

If he accompanies Yan Xiaoyi.

Yan Xiaoyi would not have been so seriously injured, and he would not have taken the pill of the Imperial Palace, nor would he have endured such pain......

Slender fingers, one by one, curled up the towel in his hand.

The strong and resolute man, at this moment, had red eyes.

Qiao Jin put the towel into the basin next to her and gently took her little hand.

The weak and boneless hand, such a small one, his big palm, can wrap all her small hands.

Qiao Jin clenched her hand, lifted it slightly, and closed it to the side of her cheek.

Her hands were cold and bony, like frost.

It was so cold that his body trembled slightly.

The heart is becoming more and more painful and guilty.

"Xiaoyi......" Qiao Jin muttered in a low voice, calling Yan Xiaoyi's name in a whisper.

Even he didn't notice it.

The tenderness in his own words can almost pinch out the water.

His gaze, warm and tender, said: "Xiaoyi...... After this time, I am more and more sure of your place in my heart. When you wake up, when you get better, I'll be ...... I will definitely tell everything in my heart......"

"Hmmm......"

A painful moan interrupted Qiao Jin's muttering.

Qiao Jin, who was originally a tender confession, was stunned.

Fang Cai's morale was full, and it was suddenly gone.

The woman lying on the bed, her eyelashes trembling slightly, twisted her body gently in pain.

His breathing became heavier and heavier, as if he was suffering indescribable pain.

Qiao Jin clenched her hand, pressed it tightly to the side of his face, and covered her eyes with one hand: "Xiaoyi, I'm ...... I'm ......."

In the palm of your hand, you can clearly feel the touch of the eyelashes when they stir up.

Qiao Jin's heart trembled, and he immediately withdrew his hand.

Sure enough, I saw the beautiful eyes that opened up, covered with a layer of confusion.

She blinked in a daze, her little face wrinkled in pain.

Until, Yan Xiaoyi's eyes opened completely, and a pair of misty beautiful eyes looked at him.

Qiao Jin froze.

He also held Yan Xiaoyi's hand and put it on his cheek......

"Yes, I'm sorry...... Qiao Jin turned red, instinctively let go of Yan Xiaoyi's hand, and apologized clumsily.