In the morning, Li Gang parked his car in the parking lot as usual. But looking up, he was startled. He saw a dense green ocean in the open-air parking lot. Green Land Rover, land cruiser, and Jeep all had military district signs. On the other side was the ocean of luxury cars. Cayenne, Lamborghini, Aston Martin, and two Maybach and Rolls-Royce Phantoms.

He let out a sweat. As the head of the first hospital of Xiangshan Hospital, a big man was admitted to Xiangshan Hospital, he didn't receive a report from the staff on duty. I wonder if this is the great Bodhisattva who came to Xiangshan Hospital. Municipal Party Committee? Municipal Government? No! Where did they have such a big show? Provincial Party Committee? No. No. Provincial Party Committee should not be so high-profile! Yes! Maybe it was a senior leader of the military region. [bsp;     With briefcase, he wanted to go to the recovery building where the ward was located first, but at the entrance of the building were two special forces soldiers in camouflages. Xiao Saiye's camouflage uniform, a cool beret, black sunglasses, and the same black military boots. His lips were tightly pursed. What was even more scary was that both of them were fully armed. Standing at the entrance of the building, the two special forces soldiers were like two sharp swords waiting to be sheathed. They were ready to sheath at any time to eliminate the traitors.

Li Gang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead again. He hesitated for a while and did not dare to go up. He would go back to the office first to find the doctor and nurse on duty to find out the situation before making a decision.

Lying on the hospital bed, Zhao Ziyue stretched out. He was wearing a hospital gown and his face was a little pale because of excessive blood loss. Ling Yun cut an apple and handed it to him, but he pushed it away.

"I'm losing too much blood now and I don't have the strength all over. Just cut it into small pieces and feed it to others."

Men also act coquettishly. Zhao Ziyue acts coquettishly more like a little boy than a little boy.

Chen Luhua, who was sitting on the sofa, glanced at her lips slightly.

Ling Yun shook her head helplessly. "Eat an apple first, and the millet porridge is still boiled in the electric cooker. Then drink a bowl of millet porridge later."

"Yeah. I'll listen to my wife."

Ling Yun looked at him with big eyes covered with red bloodshots in shame and annoyed. Instead, she cut the peeled apples into small pieces and fed them to Zhao Ziyue.

Although she was extremely disgusted with the kiss between the two of them, Chen Luhua still had no idea of ​​going out. She had been guarding Zhao Ziyue with Ling Yun for a whole night. She has always been self-centered and she doesn't know why she did this. Do you repay her kindness? Maybe.

After biting his lip, Chen Luhua said carelessly: "Thank you for saving me."

Zhao Ziyue chewed a few bites and swallowed the apple, and smiled and said, "Okay, why are you going to thank me?"

Chen Luhua was stunned. To her surprise, she thought Zhao Ziyue would say generously, "No need to thank me. This is what I should do." or "Everyone is my own, so why are you polite?" But this slut climbed up the pole.

"How do you want me to thank you?" Chen Luhua asked angrily.

"Why thank you, hehe? I haven't decided yet, why don't I wait until I think about it before telling you. By the way, you can put the millet porridge first. I'm thirsty."

He glared at Zhao Ziyue fiercely. Chen Luhua still dragged her tired body and walked towards the kitchen. Ling Yun wanted to stand up, but Zhao Ziyue grabbed her. "Xue'er, I want to eat apples."

Today, Chen Luhua wore a pure white short jacket, with a crisp and thick woolen fabric, which made Miaomeng's figure very stylish. The sleeves were made of black leather splicing, which was very cool. The small lapel style was full of charming and capable atmosphere. A pair of blue jeans on the lower body wrapped around her sexy and slender thighs and plump and sexy buttocks. From the back, it showed a fashionable and sexy scent.

"What are you looking at?" Ling Yun protested dissatisfiedly.

"I didn't see anything. She scratched her leg yesterday. I'll see if the injury is serious."

Zhao Ziyue explained vaguely. It is a sin to peek at another beauty in front of a beautiful woman. If the explanation is not perfect, don’t think about eating this sweet apple. Don’t think about drinking the fragrant millet porridge.

"You can see the wound on your legs through your pants?" Ling Yun smiled and was amused.

Zhao Ziyue immediately coughed twice, as if he was swallowing. Ling Yun quickly helped him massage his back, and had no intention of asking anything else.

The two were very close. Zhao Ziyue could smell the faint fragrance of the virgin body emitted from Lingyun.

Ling Yun wore an exquisite black short cotton jacket with a waist-closing tailoring design. Her waist looked very thin, fashionable and cool black, and the jacket was not zipped. It was a light vertical striped sweater. The shirt outlined Ling Yun's perfect breast shape. It reflected a very charming and sexy atmosphere. The black hair was scattered and full of elegance. The small lapel set off Ling Yun's white and red face, adding a touch of charm to Ling Yun.

His eyes were staring at Ling Yun's perfect breasts. Zhao Ziyue stretched out his hand and just grabbed a plump one. The tentacles were soft and soft, just like holding marshmallows.

Ling Yun was startled by his sudden actions. She exclaimed, then quickly covered her mouth and leaned forward slightly. She was afraid that Chen Luhua would hear her exclamation and that she would see the "aggressive love" between the two. She glared at Zhao Ziyue in shame and signaled him to let go.

How could the duck you got fly? Zhao Ziyue gently comforted the 'this duck'. "Hehe, Xue'er, they have not helped you with massage for a few days, but they are getting bigger and bigger... I like it very much!"

Ling Yun shyly turned her head aside, not daring to look at the eyes of this big pervert.

"What makes Mr. Zhao like so much?" A charming voice came from the door. I don't know when the door of the ward opened quietly. A charming woman with burgundy hair looked at Zhao Ziyue lying on the hospital bed with a smile.

Zhao Ziyue almost retracted his hand like lightning. "Why are you here?" Zhao Ziyue's expression was very awkward. He obviously did nothing, but he felt like he was caught in the bed. He just touched something that was protruding to make it more upright. As for it?

"Sister Manni? Why are you?" Ling Yun's pretty face turned red at first. Then she ran up happily, grabbed Manni's little hand, and smiled.

"Didn't you bother with me kissing me?"

Manni smiled brightly. Her charming eyes were crescent-shaped.

Ling Yun's face turned redder. "Where are you talking about? Sister Manni, have you been there these days? I really miss you."

Why do women suffer for women? Liu Xiaoqing told us several years ago.

He glanced at Zhao Ziyue lying on the hospital bed. Manni smiled and said, "Lingyun, good sister, my sister misses you too. But... it seems that some people don't want to see us sisters meet."

"Let's not care about him, let's sit down and say a few intimate words." Ling Yun took Manni's weak and boneless little hand and sat on the sofa and said to the old story.

"He can't die, right?"

Manni's first words were astonishing.

He looked at Zhao Ziyue who was lying on the hospital bed and was sleeping. Ling Yun said, "He... just suffered a little injury on his shoulder and lost too much blood."

"Uh... I'll be fine if I can't die." Manni said casually. But her big black eyes still secretly glanced at Zhao Ziyue's bandaged left shoulder.

Today, the fairy's dress is very wild and trendy. She is wearing a cloak-shaped woolen coat, bright red, exudes a sweet atmosphere, a loose style, no restraint, and can cover up the small flesh on her waist. Of course, a little fairy like Manni has no excess fat on her waist. Zhao Ziyue can testify this. The collar uses fur elements, giving people a very charming and luxurious feeling. The body is a classic leopard-print long-sleeved T-shirt with delicate fabrics, gentle texture, and wild style. A brown short skirt can barely cover her plump buttocks, and a soft black stocking on her legs. The two charming legs are outlined to the fullest.

Zhao Ziyue lay on the bed and said to himself: Is there anyone who cursed his man like this? Stinky woman! When there is no one, see how you deal with you! Let you cry on the bed and call me mom. Hey? Why did Manni, the little goblin, come, Menle and Xiao Ming, not informed me of me. I was almost "catched in the bed."

"The porridge is ready!"

Bang--

Almost at the same time, the kitchen door and the ward door were pushed open.

Chen Luhua held the millet porridge and looked straight at the woman standing at the door.

I saw a woman with grace and elegant temperament. She had a capable black hair on her back. She didn't wear earrings, but only two silver earrings. She had a pink jacket on her upper body

, a circular curved collar with a personality. She is wearing a black skirt on the lower body, and the gray stockings still cannot cover the gloss of the woman's snow-white mat. Just looking at these two beautiful legs makes people move their index fingers. She wears a simple ol outfit in a fashionable and concise manner and shows a full femininity. Just standing at the door gives people a strong sense of oppression.

"You are here." Zhao Ziyue greeted with a smile. But the smile was a little stiff no matter how hard he looked.

"Yeah." Li Youlan said naturally. She smiled and nodded at the two women sitting on the sofa.

"You are Li Youlan Gu... Auntie?" Chen Luhua, who was usually careless, blushed a little.

"Who are you?"

Li Youlan was confused. As soon as she met, she called her "auntie". Is she that old? But the girl in front of her looked a little familiar.

"My name is Chen Luhua. My grandfather is Chen Gengru. I heard grandfather talk about you, and I have seen photos of you."

"Oh, it's Cousin Chen's granddaughter. Everyone is their own people, don't be dissatisfied."

As soon as Li Youlan entered the house, she unexpectedly met the Allied Army. This was a good start. When she walked to the bed, she naturally helped Zhao Ziyue tuck the corner of the quilt.

"I have heard of it. Where are you injured? Is it important?" Li Youlan said gently, completely ignoring the women around her.

"The company is so busy, why are you still coming? It's okay. There's a little skin trauma. It'll be better in a few days." Zhao Ziyue felt very distressed. Looking at the woman beside her who was more beautiful than Huahua, she didn't dare to breathe.
Chapter completed!