My father is critically ill and should come home soon.
Below is her father's signature.
Her father is critically ill...
His heart suddenly throbbed with pain, his head buzzed as if he had been struck by thunder, and Ziyu's expression became blurry for a moment.
This is not her emotion, this is the original hot emotion of this body, the absolute love for her father that still remains in this body, and it is the only concern of this original fish.
The only concern, the only person I love most.
Return, must return, return immediately.
"I'll be right back..."
The sky is filled with clouds.
Dusk also comes.
Qin's Pharmacy.
"Guests, you need some..."
"Where are the people?" Beiming Changfeng looked at the empty drug store with no sign of fish, his expression was extremely cold.
Man? The man was stunned, who are you looking for?
"Oh, these customers are the ones that the customer just said he entrusted with something important, right?" When the clerk was confused, the curtain behind the drug store opened, and a middle-aged man walked in holding a small baggage.
"Human." Beiming Changfeng's eyes are like sharp swords, and his words are like cold knives.
Seeing this, the shopkeeper of the Qin family's medicine shop froze up his smiling face. He was a little afraid to look directly at Beiming Changfenglai. The aura on this man's body was so scary.
Seeing this, Han Yang, who was standing next to Beiming Changfeng, frowned and said, "Where is the man who just came in? What does he want to entrust?"
Han Yang, who had calmed down his aura, looked relatively gentle and harmless. The medicine shop owner immediately breathed a sigh of relief and turned to face Han Yang. While handing out the small package in his hand, he said quickly: "The customer just came into our medicine shop to buy supplements. I don't want to
As soon as I came in, someone came looking for me, and the guest followed that person and left. Before leaving, he told me to give this thing to you."
After a few words, the drugstore shopkeeper handed over the package and stepped back to stand in the corner of the door. The tall man in black had an increasingly scary aura on his body.
Hanyang took the bundle, opened it, took a look, frowned slightly, then turned around and held it to Beiming Changfeng.
Beiming Changfeng lowered his head and glanced at the contents of the baggage.
A stack of two hundred thousand taels of silver notes.
Ziyu went to offer a sacred object, and Emperor Qin rewarded him on the spot.
There was a short letter under the banknote. The handwriting was scrawled, and the ink on it was not dry yet. It looked like it was written very hastily.
"Young Master, I need to take a step forward. Please help me exchange this item for food, medicine and other supplies and give it to the people affected by the disaster in Tong County. I thank you in advance. We will see you someday."
With just a few words, I still remember Tongjun’s disaster relief work.
Bei Ming Changfeng's face turned cold. Looking at the eight words "We are destined to meet one day", his face became more and more ugly.
Quite a bit like before the storm.
Seeing this, Han Yang took two steps back lightly.
Poor Ziyu, the young master has obviously been so kind to you, but now you dare to run away privately, and now you are caught back, oh, although he doesn't really like that the young master loves a man, but between this Ziyu
His character is not bad, so help pray to God to bless him and let the young master leave his whole body.
"Come here." Beiming Changfeng said with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Young Master, there is news from Yong Jing." At this moment, Di Yi, who had been outside the store, suddenly walked in, and Fu Er and Beiming Changfeng heard...
Beiming Changfeng's gloomy face condensed slightly, and then became subtle...
"Young Master?" Han Yang called out in surprise.
Subtle? What news can make their young master’s expression subtle?