When the matter was urgent, he was rough and brief, picking up and talking about the important context of the matter. Dong Changlin also heard a rough idea, although he felt ridiculous, but he admired and felt pity for the woman named Tao Yan. And with Shen Yuchen's character and many years of friendship, he naturally agreed to help without hesitation, and the two went straight to the dock after a little summons.

Dong Guosheng glanced at Shen Yuchen from a distance, and the person who hooked up with his son and talked very happily was Shen Yuchen, and the smile on his face suddenly darkened, and he only glanced at it coldly, thinking that this kid was really blessed and fateful, not only did he not meet the Lord of Yan, but by the way, he also took a wave of right-hand hand man who he painstakingly planted in the Shen Mansion and a small group of rogue soldiers raised in the Five Poison Mountain. He was angry, his waist was crossed vividly, and he stared at the approaching person with an unkind face.

Shen Yuchen arched his hand casually, and said with a smile on his face: "Uncle Dong hasn't seen you for a long time, I don't know if you're okay recently?" ”

Dong Guosheng looked at him with this groveling appearance, very useful, and his face gradually turned disdainful, "Thanks to your old man, I have been very good these days." As he spoke, he glanced at Shen Yuchen with a pleasant face, and ordered the attendant: "There is such a strong wind on the river, the young master can't blow it, so let's help the young master get on the boat first." ”

Dong Changlin knew that his father was going to break him up, so he refused to leave, and said directly: "Yuchen, tell your father about your kindness, anyway, I am very happy, just a trivial matter, presumably my father will not refute me." ”

He smiled understandingly, turned a blind eye to Dong Guosheng's suspicious and suspicious face, and said sincerely: "I know that I have been suffering from a vicious disease for many years, and my uncle will not be able to eradicate it even if he asks for famous doctors. I have come to recommend one person to my uncle, so that I can save the root cause. ”

This matter has always been a thorny and difficult matter that Dong Guosheng has been circling and suppressing for several years. He looked at Shen Yuji, who had a frank face, and then looked at his only son, who was pale and sickly, and couldn't help asking, "Who is this person?" ”

"This person is a disciple of Liu Zhizhang, who was sentenced by Xun Qingtai Hospital." These are Li Yong's time-consuming efforts to find out, which is true and which is false, Shen Yu's traces are really unknown.

Dong Guosheng twisted his eyebrows and thought for a moment, remembering that there really seemed to be such a hot figure back then, and then thinking about it suddenly, he asked in disbelief: "Is that the famous Liu Bodhisattva who often set up free medical halls in the people?" He also dispensed medicine to relieve the plague that broke out in the southeast? ”

Shen Yuchen nodded nondeniably.

"Where is his important disciple now?"

Shen Yuchen sighed and shook her head again and again, "Unfortunately, she committed something and was arrested by the patrol room in the French Concession." If my uncle can get her out, I believe she will repay her kindness and heal her for a long time. ”

"What did she do? It can alarm the people in the concession. Dong Guosheng glanced at him, and felt more and more that there was a mystery in the matter.

He was about to answer, when he saw several newspapers full of pictures and words blowing from a distance, and the scroll stopped at Dong Changlin's feet, and the inkstone was immediately picked up and about to be folded and held. Dong Changlin glanced at it, and didn't know what anecdotes he saw, so he took it with great interest.

On the front page of Qingzhou Daily are several square and eye-catching big black characters, the cause of death of President Gao's son is uncertain, and the young master wants to cover it up. Looking down further, it is a black and white photo, a woman in plain clothes standing in the golden hall, obviously not powdered, but there seems to be an overwhelming aura in her eyes, stubborn and resentful, cold as frost.

Dong Changlin felt that her eyes were so familiar, and her appearance was so familiar, he pinched the corners and stared desperately. The pair of black and white eyes were like a bottomless whirlpool, bewitching his gaze deeply, and then stirring up rows of waves of the past.

Back then, she was standing under the apricot blossom tree on the corner of the street, passing through the hustle and bustle of the market, and when he turned around a few steps, he saw such a resentful and ruthless, cold gaze.

Her lips twitched, no sound, no expression.

But I was silently thinking, I hate you.

The newspaper on his fingertips fell to the ground without warning, Dong Changlin raised a pair of red eyes, his expression was numb, and the moment he looked up, the cloudless sunlight above his head pierced his eyes black, and he swayed his steps and fell into a few scrambled arms. The moment the sky swirled, it seemed that a muffled thunder exploded above his head, and then the world was silent, only the snow-white apricot blossom that year was one color with the heaven and the earth. He seemed to be unconscious, his hands and feet were cold, only the slap in the depths of his chest was still beating warmly, and blood was gurgling, as if it was about to gush out at once.

She's alive.

She turned out to be alive.

"Uncle, she's locked up in the Stone Prison, two streets away. Changlin's situation is urgent, I'm afraid that I won't be able to delay time, it's too late to go to the hospital, you just believe me, she will definitely be able to save Changlin, and I will guarantee my life! Live and die with Changlin! "Shen Yuchen is in a hurry.

Dong Changlin was intermittent, unconsciously vomiting blood, and cinnabar seeped straight into the collar.

Although he was frail and sickly, he was just going back and forth, lingering on the couch, and even more rare to see blood, but today he came so suddenly and shockingly. Dong Guosheng was so flustered that he had no time to move, and when he heard some passionate and urgent words, he suddenly came back to his senses, still six gods and no master, but he couldn't stop yelling without any rules, "What about the car, where is the car?" Hurry up and drive the car over and send Changlin to the Stone Prison! ”

Outside the prison lounge, there are three steps and one post, and five steps and one sentry, which are densely arranged.

In the corridor, you can hear a needle dropping, and a group of people are surrounded by the side, all of them looking nervous and solemn, and breathing slightly.

The iron door opened against the ground, and a small screeching sound suddenly stirred the corridor. Ping Yan walked out drenched in sweat, wiped the blood stains on her hands with a white towel, raised a gray face, and nodded at Shen Yuchen in the crowd.

Dong Guosheng rushed in in stride, and all kinds of people followed in a swarm. She was almost unsteady in the turbulent crowd, Shen Yuchen quickly fished her out, held her in his arms, and the hand on her waist unconsciously weighed hard, just grasping the lost and recovered treasures like when she was a child. With his exertion, Ping Yan couldn't help but tighten her eyebrows and snorted. He looked down from the strands of black hair that drooped like willow on her forehead, and saw that under the tip of her delicate nose, her lips were dry and cracked, and her face was as white as frost.

"What's wrong? Are you tired? He asked softly.

Ping Yan was silent, gritted her teeth and straightened up, and walked into the house by herself. He looked at her stumbling steps with a puzzled face, and hurried to follow.

Outside the door, the military boots gradually faded, and Inspector Gao led the warden in. The crowd automatically pushed away, revealing a spacious line of sight, Inspector Gao glanced at Shen Yujian and Ping Yan meaninglessly, and then smiled towards Dong Guosheng, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, worried and happy, and saw that Changlin's eyes had opened vaguely, so he half-bowed and congratulated: "Congratulations to Commander Dong, Ling Lang is safe." These people in the patrol room have been in the dark prison for a long time, and it is inevitable that they do not know the prestige, and if there is something that offends the commander, the commander can not meet them in general. ”

The prison warden brushed a cold sweat and greeted him tremblingly: "It's the villain who doesn't know Mount Tai with his eyes, and he actually stopped the commander's big car at the beginning, and the villain will die uncomfortably." ”

Dong Guosheng straightened up and paced over, clasped his hands behind his back and snorted coldly, Inspector Wang laughed aggrievedly, and the prison warden even bowed and trembled his legs. He waved his hand and said, "Come on, I don't want to embarrass you." Inspector Wang raised his head and was about to speak, but he saw his eyes narrow, patrolling everyone past, and his voice paused majestically on Ping Yan's face.

"This girl is a capable person, she saved my son's life, and she is the benefactor of my Dong family. If the girl doesn't dislike it, let's follow the conditioning of my son's body. I can rest assured that I am training in the army on the march. ”

On the stage of the closed city, she is thick and pink, and she has a habit of drawing a silver flower on the tail of her eyebrows every time she goes on stage, and over time, this has also become her characteristic. According to the master's meaning, in addition to the close masters and apprentices in the troupe over the years, almost no one in the outside world has seen her take off her makeup. In the play, she is charming and crispy, graceful and tender, and outside the play, she is as light as distant smoke, cold as autumn frost, and her completely overturned personality is extreme, I am afraid that no one in this world will associate such an ordinary woman with the famous actress Xiao Taoyan. Dong Guosheng couldn't recognize her plain appearance, and she had expected it.

She took a few steps forward, bent her knees slightly, and the corners of her lips hooked a cold arc that could not be seen slightly, but her voice was obedient, "Thank you Commander for your trust, I will definitely do my best." ”

Do your best to make your Dong family ruined.

Dong Changlin tilted his head sideways, his eyes flickering and dodging, but he couldn't get away from her in the slightest. He looked at her carefully, staring at her familiar eyebrows, remembering the shocking figure between the bamboo poles that day, and vaguely remembering that her fingers were itchy and soft like a drizzle falling on his skin when the needle was applied just now, and his heart was both painful and sour, but also with some joy that was entwined and spreading.

Fate is an intricate chess game, black and white, missed and reunited, hostile and side by side, manipulated in the hands of the years of turmoil, asking for but not getting, and getting it effortlessly. After eight years, she saved herself again, last time she saved her life, and this time she healed her heart.