Su Qinglan took the house that Jingjiu opened for her and went back to the Huo family, and as soon as she got home, the man stood in front of her.

This made Su Qinglan startled, and Su Qinglan raised her head.

Huo Yiran looked at her.

"Lanlan?"

Su Qinglan snorted, she lowered her head, and the tone of her voice was very small.

"Little Uncle ......"

Huo Yiran didn't ask her where she went and why she came back so late. He stared into her eyes, but his tone was gentle.

"Let's take a shower and rest."

……

But at night, when Su Qinglan was lying on the bed, she couldn't help but turn over and look at the handsome man, and then hesitated for a moment, she was honest and told Huo Yiran everything about Uncle Jingjiu, and then Su Qinglan looked into Huo Yiran's eyes.

She asked him urgently.

"Little uncle, can I help him?"

Huo Yiran looked at the bright eyes of his little wife in front of him.

He pursed his lips.

"You want to help him?"

"It's not impossible. But—"

Huo Yiran paused before continuing.

"But how can you help?"

"His daughter has died, and there is no resurrection from the dead. Now that the person has passed away, if you try to help again, you may not be able to get a satisfactory result. ”

"Lan Lan, some things are not as simple as you think."

And, as it sounds, his symptoms are more like heart disease. Such a thing cannot be solved overnight, if it cannot open his heart knot. ”

"No matter what, it's impossible to achieve the results you want."

Su Qinglan sighed.

She lowered her head, her expression showing a hint of disappointment.

And Huo Yiran grabbed her wrist.

His fingers almost rubbed on her wrist, and after a moment, Huo Yiran said in a deep voice.

"Anyway—"

"The most important thing is you."

"Lan Lan, your body is the most important thing. Mr. Robit said before that her family's genetic disease would not affect you, but now it seems that this is not necessarily the case. ”

"If Kyojiu can cure you, then I do want to make sure he can live forever. That's the most important thing. ”

Su Qinglan pursed her lips.

She whispered.

"Actually, my body doesn't have such a weak ......"

She looked up, and her voice was small, small.

"My body, no matter what, is not going to be as bad as it is......"

Hearing Su Qinglan say this, Huo Yiran rubbed her head.

"You're not in bad health?"

"Baby, it's better to believe it than to believe it."

"But—I have another way."

Su Qinglan was a little skeptical.

"You're not Uncle Jingjiu, what can you do."

Hearing Su Qinglan praise another man like this in front of him, Huo Yiran snorted lightly.

"Could it be that he is the only one in this world who can not do Chinese medicine?"

"I also know Chinese medicine."

"Beijing-Kowloon...... If you want him to recuperate your body, you might as well let me figure it out for myself. Does my wife's safety still need to be tied to other men? ”

And heard Huo Yiran say this.

Su Qinglan glanced at him and muttered silently.

"Don't say that! Uncle Kyojiu is just my teacher! ”

"And his daughters are about the same age as me......"

"You don't want to be jealous, it's still this kind of vinegar without a source."

But Huo Yiran held her wrist, and then kissed her ear.

"Jealous?"

"In addition to being jealous, I have to do something else~"

"Lan Lan, only I can be so close to you, can I?"

Su Qinglan trembled!