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161. Polong's Family's Good Calculation 1

Jun Qi's expression dimmed, but soon, the dimness was covered by a faint smile. He patted Xia Qing's buttocks and heard her sibilant gasps and smiles buried in the pillow.

The spread is even greater, "I have something to do.book

"Yeah, you're busy, you're busy." He can do whatever he wants, just don't bother her. She just needs to be quiet, absolutely quiet, and don't want anyone or anything to disturb her. It will make her moody.

There are some fluctuations, and once the mood fluctuates, the injury on the back becomes even more painful.

Jun Qi stood up gracefully, with a very subtle smile on his lips. He lowered his head and stared at the ups and downs of the figure in the thin quilt for a long time, and then slowly walked away.

The sound of footsteps disappeared, and the huge feeling of pressure disappeared at the same time. Xia Qing seemed to have lost strength all of a sudden, and fell limply on the bed. She no longer cared about the cloth strips that bound her, and she had no strength to do anything without clothes.

, panting heavily, like a wounded animal, hiding alone in a seemingly safe corner to heal his wounds.

Will be fine![

It will definitely get better.

She was blessed with good fortune and escaped death several times, but God was reluctant to accept her.

She endured it, gritted her teeth and endured it as hard as she could. Nothing could faze her Xia Qing, absolutely nothing.

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In the long corridor, men in black, armed with live ammunition and stern faces, patrolled closely from 360 degrees without blind spots, and were heavily guarded.

Rong Shisan had not slept for dozens of hours. As soon as he came back from completing his mission, he was sent here to guard the door by the dark-faced Jun Qi. He also claimed that he would never allow any mistakes to be made, otherwise he would be in trouble for the rest of his life.

Don't even think about coming out of the training ground.

Rong Shisan thinks that he has rough skin and thick flesh that can withstand torture, but that does not mean that he has a habit of being abused.

Of course it was better not to go to a place like the training ground. He would rather stay awake for another forty-eight hours than have afternoon tea with the devil instructor.

So, when Jun Qi walked out of the ward with a sullen face, which was stronger than the defense force of the central bank's vault, Rong Shisan straightened his back, with two big dark circles under his eyes, and shouted energetically.

The subordinates must be serious and conscientious and never allow the slightest mistake.

Jun Qi ignored him, his expression was shockingly cold, and he walked past in a hurry.

At the corner, Pu Li leaned against the wall, holding his arms in his arms, his narrow eyes full of narrowness, "Did you get kicked out?"

A gloomy murderous gaze suddenly enveloped the whole place, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a lot.

This expression is clearly the answer.

Pu Li touched his chin and added without fear of death, "It seems so."

"Nothing to do?" Seeing that he was so idle and still had time to come over to watch a good show, Jun Qi frowned.

"On the contrary, there are many things to do." However, he just didn't know which one to do first, so he simply put them all down and waited until he had an idea. Anyway, Pu Li was in no hurry.

"Go and do what you have to do, I'm very busy." Xia Qing woke up and her life was saved. The next thing was just to have a good rest and treatment. Jun Qi felt relieved, and another evil fire that had been circulating for several days immediately

As the symptoms continued to rise, he thought it was necessary to go and solve the problem first, and then he could return to continue treating patients when he was in a better mood.


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