137. The Major General is ill

The dark guards were startled by his movements and looked at him in astonishment, but his face was dull, he couldn't make any expression, and hurriedly got up from the ground again, and lifted some of the futon covering Xie Qingqiu's face to look at her.

At that moment just now, when he looked at Xie Qingqiu, he found that his face seemed to have completely changed his appearance, and he had become the appearance of another person.

The owner of that face was the late Imperial Major General Xie Qingqiu, the one who had deceived him and established a spiritual connection with him. He will never forget that face, even if the memory is no longer there, but the instinct is like engraved in the bone marrow.

But now it still looks like Qinghe's face, that ordinary but extremely imposing and majestic face, that face that has few expressions on weekdays but is occasionally gentle, this face is in pain at the moment.

No matter how you look at it, it's not Xie Qingqiu.

"No, no, no, I read it wrong." He shook his head desperately, and sat down on the ground again out of fear.

Qinghe and Qingqiu couldn't be alone, he told himself.

Because Xie Qingqiu is despicable, greedy, sinful and deceased, but Qinghe is silent, gentle and kind, she is alive, even the pain is alive, visible in front of him, and he can touch it with his hand.

They're different.

Maybe it's because I haven't slept well all night, I've been half-asleep and half-awake, and I've been under too much pressure because of too many things happening in the past few days.

After giving himself these reasons, Bai Qian gradually persuaded himself, and his emotions gradually calmed down.

Dark One didn't know that he had already experienced a tsunami in his heart in such a short period of time, she pursed her lips, and then helped Bai Qi up. "You get up first."

Bai Qi realized it after being reminded by her, and also borrowed her strength to get up, and in order not to delay their affairs again, she silently stood aside.

Dark Yi paced around the room a few times helplessly, helped Qingqiu tuck the corners of the quilt, and after making sure that she was tightly wrapped and trembling was not so big, he walked out of the room. "Dark Seven, you look at Sister Qiu, I'll ...... One time. ”

Her words were said quickly, and they passed vaguely, but the dark guards had already had a tacit understanding, and the dark seven nodded.

Bai Qian also listened to a rough idea, but he didn't plan to ask in the end, he still knew the measure.

After Dark One walked out of Xie Qingqiu's bedroom, he entered their room, then locked the door from the inside, and took out a miniature communicator after fumbling in the mezzanine of his underwear for a while.

This is disposable, tiny and easy to carry, and it is not easy to be tracked to the location, but the cost is high, and they don't have much in total, so they will not be used unless necessary.

She debugged for a long time and finally found the right channel.

"This is Adjutant Ou." Soon there was a voice from the communicator.

She was excited, "This is the Dark One." ”

Adjutant Ou seemed to have a clear mind, and immediately understood something. "What's wrong, what's wrong with the Major General?"

"Sister, she suddenly had unbearable pain in her abdomen in the middle of the night, and she still felt cold in the heated room, and now she has called an ambulance."

If their lives are compared to an ocean, Xie Qingqiu is the god who lives in the sea, and Adjutant Ou is the needle of the sea god, and many times she needs her words, and everything will feel less difficult.

"What?" Adjutant Ou's voice was a little higher. "Major General, this is the first time that the abdominal pain is unbearable, this ......"

She didn't finish it, but Dark One understood.