On that day, it was difficult to give up his heart, but Zhao Xiaoyun came to Anlan Bridge early, and witnessed Xue Qingqing's car falling into the Yongjiang River. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Underwater sneaking and groping, Zhao Xiaoyun was still anxious to think that if Xue Qingqing suffered misfortune, then, even if it was a catastrophe, he would have to control Tissot, reverse time, and resurrect Xue Qingqing, but God forged his wish, rescued Xue Qingqing ashore, the spirit pupil was in his eyes, and after some exploration, he found that in addition to the blood stasis and swelling in the forehead corner, Xue Qingqing's breath was still there, and it seemed that there was no big problem, Zhao Xiaoyun couldn't help but call luck, and then, in order to prevent the leakage of his whereabouts, Zhao Xiaoyun drove Tissot overnight to send Xue Qingqing abroad for treatment.

"The patient is unconscious, suspected to be caused by impaired cerebral cortex function, and is now ineffective with conventional medication, and it is recommended to try treatment with stimulation or oxygen. Although he was told that Xue Qingqing had unfortunately become a vegetative person due to a head injury, the doctor learned that Xue Qingqing was not in danger of life in the short term, and he couldn't bear to let Xue Qingqing become an experimental specimen, so he only had to return it to Ji'er first, and then he could go back to the Tissot Qixing era and find Vientiane Pill to treat Xue Qingqing, so Zhao Xiaoyun refused the doctor's suggestion and left the hospital with Xue Qingqing in the name of high medical costs and his own inability to afford it.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, when the lunch box approached Xue Qingqing's red lips, Zhao Xiaoyun suddenly saw the butterfly gather its wings and land, landing on Xue Qingqing's shoulder. "You little reptile, are you hungry, but you come to join in the fun. Zhao Xiaoyun laughed and scolded in his heart, and immediately stretched out one hand to Xue Qingqing's cheeks, but he didn't wait for Zhao Xiaoyun to touch his cheeks, but he saw Xue Qingqing suddenly frowning and frowning, pursing his lips, and showing a look of unyielding on his face.

"You... You unscrupulous fellow, who is like you, take this unpalatable bento for dinner... to torture a... Patient?"

"Oh... It turns out that you have nothing to do at all, but you are pretending to be sick and deceiving me these days?", suddenly hearing that Xue Qingqing was resentful, Zhao Xiaoyun looked stunned, and he said in a daze. As early as when Yongjiang rescued Zhao Xiaoyun ashore, Xue Qingqing was already sober, and in order to resent Zhao Xiaoyun for being late and his own Shenjiang had just appeared, she was bent on asking Zhao Xiaoyun to come and wait for relief, but she pretended to be sick, and for several days, only nutritious and unsatisfactory liquid space food was eaten to the stomach, at this time, no longer willing to suffer, Xue Qingqing suddenly recovered.

"I'm pretending to be sick, I'm... I am pitied by God, and suddenly my phoenix body is healthy. Hearing this, he didn't know that Zhao Xiaoyun was looking at Ling Pupil, and his mind was through it, but Xue Qingqing said with a heart.

"Good, good, good, good health, good health. Although he knew that Xue Qingqing was reasonable, she was glad that she was fine, but Zhao Xiaoyun didn't care, and said yes with a smile at that time.

"The consequences of your subversion of history are unimaginable, so, you know that I will be killed but in the end you only dare to hint in the message?", staring at Zhao Xiaoyun, Xue Qingqing asked in a cold tone after settling accounts after the autumn; Xue Qingqing's eyes widened, and she didn't dare to look at her eyes, but Zhao Xiaoyun looked at the butterfly on her shoulder and nodded yes.

"Okay, then I want to ask, why do you have no guts to save people's lives, the Tao is against history?", Xue Qingqing's face was cold, and his voice was not half soft: "Without permission, do that lack of virtue for others, when you are more bold than the sky?!"

"I... When did I do anything about the lack of morality of the generation of losers?", hearing this, Zhao Xiaoyun was full of mist and instinctively argued.