"Oh~~hiss...oh rooster...um...ya rooster...hey...ah rooster...ah!"

In the night ward, there was still the "salted fish" who made nonchalant moans and screams, lying on his bed with bandages wrapped around his hospital bed, and the chef in charge of him... Well, the attending physician.

But Fu Su listened speechlessly as Fang Ran's bad call was exactly the same as the previous few days. His hands were twitching neatly, which instantly turned into a simple and clear scream!

"ah--!"

Feeling that it might be a bandage stained with a layer of skin torn from the skin, Fang Ran, who was almost incontinent in the pain, bit the sheet and felt that he might cry at any time.

"Sister Fusu, you... can't... be gentler..."

Before we knew it, the hot September in the capital was already at the entrance of Nanjiao Hutong. The old man on the stool was shaking his palm-leaf fan and chatting quietly. On the last day, the young men and women wearing sunglasses on the water in Dongjiang were still riding yachts and chatting with wine glasses on the boat,

The glittering sea surface in the sun brings a cool sea breeze, blowing through the skyscrapers in the capital, blowing through the trees, mountains and forests in the suburbs, and finally turning into a shallow trajectory, blending into the distant world of the atmosphere and the sky.

The nightclub ward outside the capital, a week has passed since the night when the extreme night has arrived. After receiving the long-lasting login reward, the young man who can finally remove the bandage on his hands is sobbing because the removed bandage has dried up and frozen.

"Now you know that you want me to be gentle. Brother Fang Ran, you had to stand and not lie on the hospital bed when you got off the plane, for fear of making others worried?"

Listening to the sound of crying on the hospital bed, Resurrected and threw away the bandage on his hand, looking at Fang Ran, who rolled up his sleeves and bit the bed sheet without letting go, and said helplessly with a little amused and crying.

"Isn't this the only one who is Fusu now..."

Feeling the stimulation that was a hundred times more sour than the plaster that was lifted up, I let go of my mouth biting the sheet, and Fang Ran, who was lying on the bed, relaxed her body completely weakly.

Am I fine?

Gentle laughed and shook his head slightly, and decided to teach him how to deal with women when he had time. Looking at Fang Ran, who was in the salted fish party, felt more like he had an extra brother who would occasionally be worried about than the juniors who were participants.

"By the way, sister Fusu... I have surgery... and there are scabs that will not leave scars, right?"

Feeling that he finally recovered from the weak state of his whole body, Fang Ran held up his body and flipped himself up, then raised his hands and looked at the traces left by the surgery on his arms to remove the blood suppuration surgery, and probably the large scrapes that had been scabbed when he smashed into the ice field, and asked a little hesitantly.

"Hmm? Why... Are you afraid of leaving scars and not being able to find a girlfriend?"

Hearing this, Resurrection smiled softly, making Fang Ran look at her silently without expression.

Sister Fusu, do you dare not ignore any topics that involve my lifelong event...

But looking at the beautiful president who was originally natural and elegant, wearing a doctor's white coat, he had a special temperament. Fang Ran was still embarrassed to complain, and could only scratch his cheek with his fingertips slightly awkwardly:

"That's not, I just worry that the scar is too obvious and cannot be explained by my family."

When he learned that he was worried about this, Fusu looked at him with some amusement, sat on the chair beside the bed and said:

"How can participants who can recover even if they meet the conditions, even if they are disabled and broken limbs can leave scars, mysterious rituals, scientific and technological potions, healing spells... How many means to remove scars are needed in the night war world,"

Controlling a vitality flowing through Fang Ran's body, he checked his recovery situation on routine, and Resurrection spoke with a soft smile:

"Anyway, I will use my ability to help you restore it to its original state. Brother Fang Ran, you can go and visit the trading interface of Yewang. If you need money, I can help you first."

Thinking that the cheapest things in the Night Network trading interface are tens of thousands of yuan, and the price of normal items is 100,000 yuan. Fang Ran, who has never borrowed money from high school, heard Fu Suo chuckling and said so much when he heard Fu Suo chuckling. It was probably the kind of saying that he would just put it on first to take care of his face. In fact, he wouldn't want it at all.

Fang Ran really felt a little embarrassed. He looked at the simple and beautiful face on his side and was reviving with his ability. Because he noticed that his "safety measures" had failed yesterday, and he was familiar with and close to each other when he knew his secret revival. He was not a disguise but was really nervous when facing the opposite sex.

The most fatal thing is that I remembered the memories of the first time I was stabbed. The more I warned myself not to think about it, the more I could not control my eyes. Finally, at the moment when I moved my sight away from my first glance, I couldn't help but popped up a complaint.

"Uh... forget it, this always makes you feel like you are a little white-faced person who is kept by a beautiful president..."

Hearing him say this, he ended the examination, with his hand retracted and leaned on the chair to resurrect and teased him in his eyes. He stared at the innocent little boy who had been single for twenty years in front of him, smiled slightly, and spoke openly:

"The secretion of hormones has increased slightly. It seems that you are not as honest as your body," said Fang Ran.

Σ(っ//// mouth//;)っ was shocked!!!

Holland...Hormones...!?!?

Sister Fusu, can you even know this???!

Seeing Fang Ran suddenly stiffened as if he was immobilized, then his face turned a lot red, and his body began to tremble slightly, and he deliberately changed to a tone of teasing and seductiveness.

"So Fang Ran, do you like someone older than you?"

From the resurrection eyes, she was teasing herself. Fang felt that her dignity as a man was insulted. Ran, her brows pounded and her lips trembled and gritted her teeth and smiled.

"Yes, I just like... Sister Fusu..."

Then, the revival was still looking at him gently and calmly and laughed:

"Oh, brother Fang Ran, are you indicating that you want to pursue me?"

“Ga————!”

The beautiful president who has dealt with countless suitors in business is not the same magnitude as the little boy who has never had much contact with women before. Fang Ran was defeated with just one match, and his face was flushed and his wavering short-circuit screams.

"Haha... OK OK, I won't tease you anymore. I will consider it when Brother Fang Ran grows up in a few years."

Aren't you still teasing me!!!

(╬╯///Д//)╯┻━┻I lift it!

Seeing that the treatment was over, Fusu stood up with a satisfied look on his face and walked out with a chuckling. Fang Ran, who was not the opponent at all, could only raise the table and shout!

"The tendons of your hands have almost recovered. You can try changing clothes yourself and look at the current recovery situation. You should be able to get out of bed and go home tomorrow, brother Fang Ran."

Is it true that the bandage will be removed again tomorrow?

(╬╯///Д//)╯┻━┻I will lift it again!

Finally, he looked at Fusu and waved his hand away with a smile. Fang Ran rolled his eyes and poured onto the bed, pulled a new set of hospital gowns, and prepared to carry out a rehabilitation training called "Try changing clothes by yourself" as directed by the attending physician.

...

Nightclub first floor lobby,

In the hall that is super spacious and bright, with a sense of technology beyond the times, one cleaning robot after another slides through the smooth and bright floor tiles in strict time periods.

Resurrection, who had just come down from the upper floor of the night scene, passed through the corridor, thinking that his juniors were still smiling slightly, and then suddenly heard a crisp sound of footsteps that were fast and the heels of high heels hit the floor tiles.

Who was the owner who had this footstep sound in his mind? When he resurrected, he saw the glass door in front of him automatically opened, and the black and white symmetrical shirt jacket and burgundy long hair formed a stunning beauty. His charming face was still a stunning look.

"Ye Sheng, are you back?"

When she found Ye Sheng's figure, Resurrection spoke slightly unexpectedly. She thought that Ye Sheng's workaholic would have to wait at least a few days before she could come back. It's not that she knew how busy Ye Sheng's work is.

But Resurrection has already made it clear that she is always used to doing other work after doing this.

"Well, there are very few unexpected problems that need to be solved when dealing with this matter. If you negotiate some details with Midnight and the Palace of No Night, it's nothing. The impact of the Arctic this time only spreads in a small part of the Night War world."

I didn't expect to meet Fu Su at this time. Listening to her surprise, Ye Sheng explained a little, and then asked with some concern:

"How is Fang Ran?"

He keenly noticed the worry and concern in her ink-colored pupils. The resurrected smile became a little strange, and then he smiled at her as if he was not abnormal and replied:

"My little brother Fang Ran is resting in the ward upstairs."

"Yeah, OK, I get it."

Nodded and was about to walk towards the elevator, Ye Sheng suddenly heard Resurrection as if he had just remembered it, and asked casually:

"By the way, Ye Sheng, can't you contact Ye Ya?"

"Well, since the Arctic incident, I can't contact her."

He answered without stopping, but did not notice that Fusuo smiled and waved at her. As the numbers on the floor gradually grew, thinking about the question just now, Ye Sheng was a little confused.

The relationship between Fang Ran and You Ye Angel was discovered and finally found his whereabouts in the North Pole was thanks to the words Ye Ya said to her in the restaurant last time.

So the moment Ye Sheng rescued Fang Ran again, he was really grateful and ashamed, starting from the hunting scene where he was undoubtedly dead, including the dark core of A-62.

Ye Sheng didn't know how much he owed Ye Ya.

Therefore, this time, the reason why the Arctic strives to protect the night angels from Midnight is that in addition to the efforts of the companions in the night scene,

Ye Sheng wanted to repay as much as possible through this method... no, help Ye Ya.

"She should be with You Ye Angel now..."

Last time, Ye Ya got the relationship between her and You Ye Angel, and guessed her whereabouts. Ye Sheng thought about these things and walked straight to the door of the upper ward of Yeju. When he was in a daze, he ignored a very important thing and pushed the door open and walked in.

Then I saw that in the ward, the young man on the bed heard the movement and subconsciously looked at the door. The moment he saw himself,

The movement of changing his pants was stiff.

At the moment when the air was quiet, Ye Sheng quickly recalled it.

In order to give people a better rest, the night room ward is completely soundproofed, and she was just thinking about the night crow and did not knock on the door!

Bang!

Seeing the door of the ward with a loud sound, it was closed with a silly silly sound, and saw the stunning figure with long red hair at the door flashing out of the door. Fang Ran, who was confused on the bed in the ward, took three seconds to tremble and doubt that he came back to his senses.

Then he looked down at his pants that were halfway up.

Fang Ran: "..."

Sister Ye Sheng, you can even pretend to be calm and don’t care at all...

You banged...

(Long silence....)

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Come and kill me!!!

Fang Ran, twenty years old, a magical boy (completely awakened), does not smoke or drink, should be a staple, virgin, single time is about age, has not passed the CET-4 exam three times, has not passed yet, has expressed his affection for plural male friends, has lost money four times this year, has been on stand six times, has been issued in person nine times, has been forced to issue cards once by rumors, has forced to enter the women's locker room, has been confronted with drug trafficking gangs, has pretended to be beautiful idols, has been involved in social dances, has been live broadcasts throughout the city, and has lived with school beauties.
Chapter completed!