Chapter seven hundred and ninety-ninth a fragrant pastry
On the way to the hospital, Wang Xuanzhen rubbed her tired face and yawned and asked, "What's going on? I pulled the person up in the middle of the night. What happened to my nephew?"
"I'm not sure yet. I asked Tang Xia to stay in the hospital because I was afraid of trouble just in case. Unexpectedly, I really gave me a sentence. She said that in the middle of the night, there were lonely ghosts who planned to invade them.
Mother and son, Tang Xia hadn't taken action yet, but he had a personal trouble out of thin air, and all the troubles were solved," Xiang Que said with a frown.
"This should be a good thing, but it doesn't sound like it. There are fewer and fewer Lei Feng these days, and there are more detonators. If a person has no plans, who will do good things for no reason?
No"
Xiang Que put down the car window, smoked a cigarette, swallowed and said, "This is also the most worrying thing about me. At that time, the auspicious news came from the sky, so it is hard to guarantee that no one would notice it. Ordinary people just watch the fun, but
If you understand, you will know what this means. I'm afraid someone is planning to do something wrong."
At that time, the rainbow rose thousands of feet high in the clear sky. This scene was not too surprising, but the kirin gradually appeared under the rainbow, which was probably noticed by too many people. Nanjing, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, lived here too many unexpected things.
People, such as the tomb guardian on the Zhongshan Mausoleum, who would have thought that he was a man in the mountain doctor's life, who had long disappeared from the five veins, and was also a disciple of the saint.
The people in the car looked extremely gloomy. They spent so much energy to reincarnate Cao Qingdao, and the back road was paved with a smooth road, which was full of brilliance, so Cao Qingdao was definitely not allowed to appear before he became an adult.
With a slight mistake, his path must be flat.
Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen both have a very protective attitude. During their lifetime, they treated him as their brothers. After their death, they regarded Cao Qingdao as their younger generation and must have to protect him.
The car rushed to the Military Region General Hospital. The two went straight to the upper floor. Tang Xia was sitting on a chair waiting for them. The confinement nanny and Shen Jia, who were sleeping in the house, did not know that an emergency occurred outside the ward.
"Tread, trample..." Xiangque walked over with big strides, bowed at her and said, "Oh, thank you for your hard work, nothing happened, thank you, thank you."
Tang Xia raised his head, smiled and said, "You are okay, I have a little conscience and know how to say hello to me first."
Xiang Que sat beside her and said, "Can I be so ignorant? Even if I am anxious, I have to care about you first... Let's talk about the serious business, what happened?"
Tang Xia briefly told Xiang Que about the accident that happened not long ago. After saying that, she said again: "If I guessed correctly that person, he should have not gone far, maybe he was staring at him in a corner."
, I could feel that he seemed to be deliberately protecting the people in the ward."
Xiangque narrowed his eyes, grabbed his head irritably and said speechlessly: "Who did this good thing? He didn't even give a single fart on his face?"
"Old Xiang, someone should be hitting our eldest nephew again. I guess my mind is exactly the same as the old man on the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum."
Xiang Que nodded and said, "It's basically the same thing as his thoughts... No, I have to decide this as soon as possible. I'll go to the Tang family to discuss this matter tomorrow."
At the same time, Tang Xia's judgment was really impressive.
The parking lot downstairs of the hospital, the man who had just appeared in an ordinary Santa was calling: "Big Deacon, there was a small episode just now"
"What's the matter?" asked Mr. Kong Da.
"It seems that it was a reaction caused by the luck of heaven. All the lonely ghosts wandering around the hospital were attracted just now. You asked me to protect the mother and son in the ward to prevent any accidents. I went up to disperse those things, but I found out that
It seems that even if I don't go, nothing will happen."
Mr. Kong Da was stunned for a moment, then reacted and asked, "What do you mean is that there are other people who are protecting it besides you."
"A woman, when I went up, I heard a ringtone. It should be a soul-suming bell. Basically, those who use this kind of thing are Mr. Yin and Yang. It's nothing strange that such people appear in the hospital. After all, Mr. Yin and Yang are picking up in the hospital.
Living, but I feel that this woman is not an ordinary Yin-Yang Mr.
“How to say it?”
"When I went up, I happened to see her eyes, one black and one white. It must be because of the tears of cows or willow leaves... It should be Yin and Yang eyes."
Mr. Kong Da was silent on the phone for a moment before saying, "Don't act rashly, continue to wait there, report to me any time if you have any questions."
In a hotel at the entrance of Xinjiejie, Nanjing.
Mr. Kong Da stood in front of the window in his pajamas, his face also looked bad: "Who did you touch it? Who was the one who passed the news to us? This matter is revealed no matter how you look at it.
The unusual smell is a bit messy.”
When Mr. Kong Da was in Qufu, he didn't know that a baby would come to the world with the luck of heaven and fortune hundreds of kilometers away. At that time, someone called him anonymously to tell Mr. Kong Da about the news.
At that time, Mr. Kong Da was half-believing and half-doubted, so he asked the children of the Confucius Mansion who were in Nanjing to investigate. When a rainbow appeared in the clear sky, Kong Da believed it halfway, so he quickly drove from Qufu to
In Nanjing, when the car was driving on the way, the Qilin appeared and the news of auspiciousness coming from the sky came again.
At this point, Kong Da confirmed that someone has come to the world with the luck of heaven.
Mr. Kong Da was excited at that time. He was born with the will of heaven. This child was destined to be brilliant for his whole life. There were thousands of children in the Confucius family, but only a few outstanding ones, and not many talented ones.
Their ability to earn this newborn child means that the Confucius Mansion will have an extra peerless talent.
Isn’t talents the most valuable in these days?
After learning the news, the saint's house, the Kong Mansion and the Zhongjing Mansion all seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, with only one destination, and the baby would be included in the door no matter what the price it cost.
In the hospital, during the day, Tang Xinhe rushed over early in the morning and was stunned when he saw Wang Xuanzhen and Xiang Que sitting on the bench.
"You two came so early, they are more active than me, my father."
Xiang Que blinked his eyes and said as if nothing had happened: "I'm too excited and can't sleep, so I came a little earlier."
Tang Xinhe was speechless again: "I am more excited than my father."