Chapter 951

Zhan Hanjue's gaze fell on the debris on the ground, and a touch of helplessness flashed in his eyes, "How much is the bowl, I will compensate you?" ”

Yan Zhengling rushed out: "520." ”

Zhan Hanjue looked at her suspiciously, always feeling that he was inexplicably teased by this female devil?

Yan Zhengling stretched out her white and slender hand, "Lose money!" “

Zhan Hanjue was a little embarrassed, he was penniless, what to compensate her.

"Wait until I make money for you." He said.

Yan Zhengling leaned her face up and smiled very obscenely, "No money?" Why don't you make a promise? ”

Zhan Hanjue looked at her speechlessly, "Do you think my worth is only worth 520-yuan?" He deliberately emphasized the word "yuan".

"Not satisfied? 5209394 how? Yan Zhengling changed tricks to tease him.

Warlord didn't want to pay attention to her.

"What about 5203344?"

Yan Zhengling thought for a while, "You are so good-looking, 520 is indeed too little." Well, I'll give you 5201314, how about it? ”

The Lord of War was almost certain that the female demon was indeed teasing her.

He glared at her indignantly, and there was a firm expression on his face that poverty and lowliness could not be moved, might could not be bent, and wealth could not be won.

With Yan Zhengling's status, he can cook for him, a poor boy, with dignity, and he should say thank you to her.

Yan Zhengling said: "I don't need your thanks. ”

Zhan Han Jue said categorically: "I am a married man, if you want to support me, cancel this ridiculous idea as soon as possible." ”

Zhan Hanjue gritted his teeth and sneered gloomily, "Are you teasing me?" ”

Yan Zhengling slapped her forehead and said, "I failed so much, I teased you for a long time, so you didn't know it." My bowl of porridge seems to have been boiled for nothing. ”

The Chill Jue Sensen's aura faded, "Thank you." ”

She didn't mention his illness, but when she mentioned his illness, his attention was all on his body, and then he found that his limbs were sore and weak.

He sat down on the bed weakly.

Yan Zhengling pulled his hand up and put it on the back of her neck, and then put him on his shoulder, and the center of gravity of his body almost fell on her.

Yan Zhengling saw that his miserable white handsome face was slowly shrouded in crimson red, and knew that his body temperature should be burning.

bullying him as a patient, Yan Zhengling was a little unbearable.

"You're sick, I'll take you to the hospital. We'll talk when you're well. Yan Zhengling said.

Yan Zhengling said: "I took them away." ”

Zhan Hanjue's face instantly became ugly.

When he sent the War Chill Lord to Cosmos, the War Chill Lord had already burned and fell asleep.

Zhan Hanjue was a little stunned, thinking that she was a pampered and delicate woman, but he didn't expect that her strength was greater than that of those fisherwomen.

Yan Zhengling resisted him into the car, and then sat in the driver's seat himself. She hadn't driven herself in years, and her driving motion was particularly clumsy.

Zhan Hanjue fell into his seat and asked her weakly, "What about your driver?" ”

Yan Zhengling sent Zhan Hanjue to the ward, and then commanded: "Give him a full body examination to find out the cause of his fever." Also, see if there are any other hidden dangers of old diseases in your body. ”

When the doctors got the instructions, they were busy.

That night, Yan Zhengling waited outside the monitoring room, and was in a state of anxiety and tension all night.

Yan Zhengling had no choice but to carry him to the medical department.

The medical department saw President Yan appear in the medical department with President Zhan, who had been missing for many years, on his back, and immediately exploded.

The superintendent ordered all physicians of the first level of expertise to be on standby.

It wasn't until all the checklists came out that the doctor told her, "Zhan Shao's fever this time is a recurrence of stomach problems caused by a bacterial infection." However, the video data shows that Zhan Shao has a little bruise on his head, which may cause phenomena such as amnesia. ”

Yan Zhengling said lightly: "He has lost his memory." ”