In the evening, Little Nanguo.

Although the decoration tableware here is not as exaggerated as the first floor, it is also exquisite.

Zhong Xian and the two brothers hugged Jiang Nanyue and sighed: "I really didn't expect that you would be the heir of the Jiang family in Yongzhou." ”

Jiang Nanyue subconsciously glanced at Tan Beixing, who was sitting next to her, pursed her lips and said, "I didn't mean to hide it from you, if it wasn't for the special situation this time, I wouldn't have come back." ”

Yongzhou is an intricate mess, a pool of mud, once it is stained, it is impossible to stay out of it.

"I just want to play the game well," he sighed. ”

"Oops," Qu Le sighed, "that is, if you don't play games well, you have to go home and inherit hundreds of millions of family properties?" ”

It's not far off.

Even Gu Wuyan was a little speechless: "Who would have thought that I would invest in a game team at will in front of my sister and invest in the heir of the Jiang family in Yongzhou?" ”

The heir of one of the several super families in Yongzhou, working for him?

Come to think of it, and still a little proud?

Listening to this sentence and sighing, Jiang Nanyue curled her fingers slightly, and said in a low voice: "I hope that in your eyes, I am just that professional e-sports player Jiang Nanyue." ”

Four years of sharpening a sword, he has worked so hard for so long, he must win the world championship this year!

That's his dream, what he loves to do.

"It's all here, where are you going? And it's your brother who treats you, don't you eat it? ”

"White scourge, you let me go!"

"Let go, let go, what are you howling, let you come out for a meal is the same as if I want to insult you!"

"I still have a job ......"

"You didn't have a job on a day? Stay in the lab all day, and be careful that people become specimens one day......"

With the noise, the door of the box was pushed open from the outside, and Bai Ting and Jiang Qinhan tore in.

When he saw the group of people in the room, especially Fu Shiyi and Song Li, who had strong aura, Jiang Qinhan quickly kicked Bai Ting away, tidied up the clothes on his body, and instantly became gentle and skillful.

“……”

"Is Yongzhou's specialty a face-changing?" Jiang He touched his chin, tilted his head to Fu Shiyi, and asked.

The people he knew in Yongzhou changed their faces faster than one another, especially Bai Ting, who could be called the king of changing faces.

Fu Shiyi ignored him, poured a cup of coconut milk for Song Li, touched her body temperature, and shouted to Chu Qi: "Turn up the temperature." ”

After Jiang Qinhan entered the research institute, she buried herself in studying genes and analyzing papers every day, and she had never had this kind of gathering, and she didn't know many people here, and she was a little cramped, and said with a professional smile: "That, hello everyone......"

"It's all your own people, what are you pretending to be?" Bai Ting tugged at the corners of his mouth, pulled a stool and pressed her over: "Sit down!" ”

Jiang Qinhan grinded his teeth and wanted to beat him, but in the end, he was afraid of the occasion, endured it, and made another note on his revenge book in his heart.

Song Li and Fu Shiyi originally came to have a scene, and left halfway through eating, but as soon as the two big guys left, the aura in the house dispersed in an instant, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just autumn, and the heating has been turned on to thirty-two degrees, and a group of them have taken off their vests and short sleeves, but Song Li and Fu Shiyi are wearing plush coats!

As soon as the two went out, Zhong Xian couldn't hold back, jumped up and shouted: "Turn off the air conditioner!" ”

It's all hot and dead!

"Eh, Jiang Nanyue, what did you talk about at that meeting this morning, can you say it?"

"Later, they increased patrols at the venue, is it related to your meeting?"

There is no oppression, and everyone else is also active, and the problem mainly revolves around today's meeting of the major families.

Jiang Nanyue who can say everything has been said, and Jiang Nanyue who can't say it has said a few words shallowly.

——

It was windy at night and the street lights were flashing.

As soon as he came out of Xiaonanguo, he put up his guard on the seventh day of the first month and whispered: "At least no less than ten people!" ”

Another assassination!

Since they came to Yongzhou, they have been assassinated basically every day!

"Could it be that Duan Changhuai again?" Chu Qi frowned, touched the weapon on his waist with his hand, and was ready to go, after all, this person has an attitude towards their master, but he will not die.

"It's not him." Song Li spoke lightly, his tone was very sure.

Fu Shiyi looked at her and raised his eyebrows, the meaning was self-evident.

Song Li took off his clothes and said slowly: "I found someone to play with him." ”

A smile flashed in Fu Shiyi's eyes, and he raised his hand happily and gestured.

Soon, a muffled grunt came from all around.

Just as I was about to get on the bus, my mobile phone rang suddenly, and it seemed very urgent in the night when the wind was howling.

Song Li took it, and the next moment, his pupils were wrinkled, and the aura around his body became manic: "I'll go back immediately!" ”

——

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the door of the intensive care room of Yunjing Affiliated Hospital finally opened.

Song Li, who was wearing a white coat, finally walked out of it, standing at the door, holding a scalpel in his hand, his eyes were full of blood red, his body was full of anger, evil qi came out of his bones, and the cold breath seemed to make the air freeze.

The group of people waiting in the corridor were so frightened that their scalps were numb, and no one dared to ask first.

"Drop! Drip! Drop-"

The long-lost alarm sounded from the girl's left wrist, Fu Shiyi twisted his eyebrows, strode over, gently pulled the scalpel out of her hand, and threw it directly to the side, without asking anything, he took the person into his arms and patted his back gently.

At this time, he dared.

Soon, the door of the intensive care room opened again, and this time it was Wen Qingxuan who came out.

The long hair was tied up in the medical cap, the white coat was like frost, and the eyes on the mask were as deep as an abyss, falling on Tan Beixing and Zhong Xian: "Go in, he wants to see you." ”

Tan Beixing and Zhong Xian's hearts sank, they glanced at Song Li, who was held in Fu Shiyi's arms, glanced at each other, put on protective clothing, and put on masks and walked into the intensive care room.

Lying in it is Kuwabara.

Who would have thought that in the last second, they were still pushing cups and changing lamps in Xiaonanguo, and they were discussing whether to sing after dinner or find a place to play games.

In the next second, I received a critical illness notice from Kuwabara and all of them came to the hospital.

Qu Le and the others were very worried.

Jiang Qinhan walked over with red eyes: "Wen Shao, Dr. Sang, he really doesn't ......"

Wen Qingxuan took off his mask, pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and nodded with a heavy expression.

"But he ......"

Obviously the afternoon was fine, and I told her to sort out the new experimental records, why did she suddenly ......

Tears burst out of his eyes, Jiang Qinhan squatted down against the wall, and couldn't cry in an instant!

Everyone else had a bang in their heads, and they couldn't believe this ending!

Bai Ting stood aside, hooked his head, and didn't dare to say anything.

About ten minutes later, Zhong Xian came out, his eyes were red, and he had obviously cried.

Half an hour later, Tan Beixing came out, his same red eyes swept over the group of people, fell into Fu Shiyi's arms, and said with difficulty: "Ah Li, senior Kuwahara wants to see you one last time......

Fu Shiyi kissed the tips of her hair comfortingly, took the clothes handed over by Chu Qi, and whispered, "I'll accompany you in." ”

After the two entered, as soon as the door of the intensive care room was closed, Tan Beixing's body shook for a moment, and then fell backwards, Jiang Nanyue subconsciously dodged, and quickly supported her.

"Are you alright?"

Tan Beixing opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a single note, and directly buried his head in his arms and cried.

Jiang Nanyue's body froze for a moment, wanting to pat her back, but her hand was halfway raised and stopped in the air.