Yi Zhantong pursed his lips, his expression condensed.

Si Qiao didn't know why, looking at her expression, he didn't speak.

Holding a lollipop in his mouth, he asked, "What about my family?" ”

"Flood fighting," Yi Zhantong suddenly thought that Qi Xingyan hadn't sent her a message in the past two days, and Chu Chu was the same, she suddenly had an ominous premonition, "Si Qiao, you go to the city to find Chu Chu, and everything is under her orders." ”

Si Qiao bit the lollipop and wrapped it around his chest, very arrogant, "Girl, please pay attention to your identity,?" ”

Si Qiao didn't know her identity at all, and because she was the girlfriend of Lord Junzao, in short, all kinds of contempt.

Yi Zhantong helplessly helped his forehead: "Captain Si Qiao, can you bother to save your colleagues?" ”

Si Qiao frowned: "You said that something happened to Chu Chu?" ”

"Half a chance."

Si Qiao finally put down a cruel sentence, "Don't let me know that you lied to me!" ”

Yi Zhantong twitched the corners of her mouth, how did she condone this group of girls in the first place?

One by one, except for Bingyan, they are all very rude!

"In addition, I will reveal a piece of news to you, the president's wife is going to fly to Pakistan tonight, and there is also Han Yan's play, you can apply for it."

When Si Qiao was leaving, he still kindly said the news.

However, in her opinion, it is impossible for Yi Zhantong to be on the same plane as others.

What's more, Han Yan still has to go.

In the helicopter that night, Yi Zhantong went in.

The president's wife, surnamed Guan, wore a light blue cheongsam, a white cloak on her shoulders, and her hair bun was graceful and luxurious, revealing an elegant beauty.

Beside her, Han Yan sat on the side.

After all, it is a small jasper, with no appearance, and compared with the president's wife, the aura is more than 108,000 miles away.

Yi Zhantong worked hard to narrow his sense of existence, and his current identity is not as good as it was at the beginning, and he will never be too high-profile if he can act in a low-key manner.

The plane landed in Pakistan in the middle of the night in country S, and it was 7 o'clock in the evening.

So the prime minister was hospitable, and all tastes came according to the customs of country S.

The purpose of the president's wife this visit is nothing more than to express sympathy for the Pakistani side and to express condolences to the soldiers of country S.

The Prime Minister of Pakistan is grateful from the bottom of his heart for the assistance of Country S, and the Prime Minister almost burst into tears.

The next day's itinerary is still a tour, dinner and conversation.

It was not until the afternoon that the president's wife went to the embassy where the country S was stationed.

She left everyone out of the door and entered Qi Xingyan's room.

Qi Xingyan was lying on the bed, with white gauze tied to his head, and the most serious thing was his leg, which was bandaged seven or eight centimeters below his thigh, and blood oozed out, looking shocking.

You can imagine how painful it was.

After all, it was his own son, and as soon as the eyes of the two met, Qi Xingyan frowned slightly: "Mommy, why are you here?" ”

He made a gesture to sit up.

Mrs. Guan immediately walked over and helped him, "Don't move, how can you marry a daughter-in-law after your leg is useless?" ”

Qi Xingyan smiled like a child in front of his mother: "Manly man, it's normal to be a little injured." ”

"The leg is wasted, called normal?"

Mrs. Guan was very distressed, and touched her son's increasingly thin and sharpened facial features, "Go back tomorrow, and I'll cook for you personally." ”

"Well, I'll go back when my leg heals."

Qi Xingyan paused slightly.

Mrs. Guan didn't know why, "Why?" ”

"It's okay, now that the political situation is unstable, it is inevitable that some people will think more."

Madame Guan believed what he said.

"Son, I've worked hard for you, I'll make you a bowl of black chicken soup later."