Chapter 42: You're a God

"Mrs. Yan, just call me Lu Li."

Zheng Wen wanted to have a good relationship with Lu Li, and when she heard this, she immediately smiled: "Okay, if you don't dislike it, I will call you Xiaoli in the future...... Don't call Mrs. Yan Mrs. Yan, if you see something strange, just call me Aunt Wen and call her Aunt Jia. ”

Zheng Wen kindly bent Lu Li's arm into the living room, and the maid had already prepared exquisite melon and fruit desserts, coffee, milk, freshly squeezed juice, like a small tea party.

"How's Yan Dong doing?" Lu Li took the initiative to care about the patient's condition.

"I woke up last night, and I ate a bowl of porridge, and I used the medicine you gave, and the doctor checked it again, and said that it was no big deal, Guodong didn't like the smell of disinfectant water in the hospital, and I picked it up early this morning, and I was still asleep."

Here, as soon as Zheng Wen's voice fell, over there, a little maid hurriedly ran down from the second floor.

"Madam, Yan Dong fainted again."

"Fainting again?" Zheng Wen was a little dispossessed, and subconsciously looked at Lu Li: "Xiaoli, you see ......"

Lu Li took a sip of tea leisurely, and said calmly: "Aunt Wen don't panic, I see that Yan Dong should have been hooked and trapped in a nightmare, which caused him to fall into a coma." ”

"You're a god!" Zheng Wen's eyes lit up in surprise: "As soon as Guodong returned, he kept having nightmares at home, and he kept talking in his dreams in a drowsy state, and he couldn't wake up no matter how he screamed, Xiaoli, do you think it's inconvenient for Fang Fang to help take a look?" ”

Lu Li didn't speak, but took out a talisman from his pocket, pinched it into the shape of a paper crane, and dripped a drop of his own blood on its eyes.

The little maid thought to herself, the chairman is sick like this, and the lady still has the leisure to watch this person fold paper cranes? Do you want to string 99 of them and hang them in front of the window to make a wish?

And in the next second, the paper crane that was bloodied suddenly flapped its wings twice on the table, let out a 'chirp' ......', and flew up.

The little maid was so frightened that she almost + said, ", after the founding of the People's Republic of China, animals are not allowed to become sperm, how can paper people be allowed to become sperm?" ”

Zheng Wen and Yan Jia couldn't close their mouths in surprise when they saw the scene in front of them, but when they thought of the natural scene of Lu Li's talisman without fire yesterday, they felt that if Lu Li just swept around with a compass, it would lower her compulsion.

"Let's go." Lu Li commanded, and everyone came back to their senses and hurriedly followed.

The paper crane flew all the way to the third floor, and when it was in the living room, it was still a lively and agile bird, but as soon as it arrived at the door of Yan Guodong's bedroom, it suddenly 'chi......rped' twice, and the sound was very sharp.

Zheng Wen immediately opened the door, and saw that the paper crane seemed to be an alum in the air, and it spontaneously combusted in an instant, flashing a pair of wings sprinkled with flames, and rushed to Yan Guodong's side with a crippled will.

"Gordon!" Zheng Wen subconsciously wanted to rush over to intercept it, but was stopped by Lu Li in time.

"Don't be afraid." Lu Li said: "That's a spiritual fire, it only hurts yin and evil things, and ordinary ordinary products can't be burned." ”