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Chapter 415 The general is critically ill

Chapter 415 The general is critically ill

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? The highest level of French wet kiss cannot escape the word "gnaw". To put it bluntly, it is like a pig holding a cabbage with its mouth. The in-depth communication between men and women is a five-step process: nibble, touch, dry, rub and sleep.

. However, when Xu Qing reached the second step, a small accident occurred. The attack on the city with his upper body went surprisingly smoothly. However, when he reached down with his palm, he touched a cotton object with good water absorption.

, boxy, a little hot flashes.

Whoosh!

Xu Qing's breathing was a little rapid, but his active palms stopped and stayed on the cotton object. As he was no longer Chu Ge, he could of course guess the function of the object. It was like a female mosquito and a parasol, sucking blood.

, to prevent the sun, in short, I encountered it today, and my sexual happiness was ruined.

"I'm sorry, it just happened to be here today!" Lu Yinxue whispered in Xu Qing's ear with an apologetic expression, and slowly pulled back, and the distance between the two became more than a foot away.

Xu Qingyuan relaxed his arms, hugged Lu Yinxue into his arms again, blinked and said with a smile: "Auntie's coming means you haven't entered menopause, it's no big deal."

Lu Yinxue was greatly embarrassed. He raised his hand and hit Xu Qing's strong chest with two pink fists. The distance between the two people narrowed again, and they returned to the five-part chewing formula.

A certain part of Xu Qing was as hard as iron, and it was poking at Lu Yinxue's calf. She suddenly reached down with her little hand like a prank, restricting the freedom of the thing, and then moved it twice, red.

Face said: "No matter how hard it is, I will break it off. If it's dirty, why don't you wash it?"

How could Xu Qing not understand such a hint? Immediately, a joyful expression appeared on his face, he untied his pants and ran into the bathroom, with the sound of water splashing.

God has closed a door for you, but at the same time he will open a small window for you. It can be said that the old foreigner is still fair.

However, when Xu Qing was lying on the big bed with her eyes closed, enjoying being served by the little mouth, she never thought that Lu Yinxue thought of it as a carrot to feed the donkey.

After a long time, the carrot was squeezed out with a deep tiger roar. Lu Yinxue ran into the bathroom with a mouth full of telex and a blushing face. Xu Qing sat on the bed leisurely with a look of enjoyment and smoked a cigarette afterward.

Just after taking two puffs, I suddenly saw the scroll in the trash can. With a sudden thought, I stepped forward with a cigarette in my mouth and picked out the scroll.

Walking back to the big bed, Lu Yinxue, who had finished rinsing his mouth, had already sat cross-legged on the bed and turned on the TV. The TVs in the hotel room were all wall-mounted and were currently playing the weather forecast.

Xu Qing turned her back to the TV and suddenly asked: "What's the weather like tomorrow?" Lu Yinxue replied smoothly: "It's cloudy." I saw classmate Xiao Xu squinting and holding a cotton bag against her crotch.

He glanced at the area a few times, shook his head and sighed: "Oh! It has an extra cloud."

Lu Yinxue was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, picked up a pillow nearby and threw it hard at Xu Qing's face, shouting in a low voice: "Rogue!" As soon as the words came out, a blush flew up on his face,

Overcast to cloudy, a terrible weather forecast!

Xu Qing turned her head away from the pillow, raised the scroll in her hand with a smile and said, "Do you want to see the treasure you bought for three hundred dollars?"

Lu Yinxue was aroused with curiosity, and whispered: "What kind of treasure can you buy for three hundred yuan? You must have bought a fake painting, right?"

Xu Qing unfolded the scroll and asked: "I ask again, are you sure you don't want this world-class painting?"

Lu Yinxue curled her lips and said: "Stop showing off, and take me back to Longquan Sanatorium after showing off." To be honest, she has no interest in world-famous paintings, so she just put 'Sister Na's Smile' here to hang on the wall.

She wouldn't even look at it twice.

Seeing her lack of interest, Xu Qing simply put away the scroll, stepped forward and hugged his lover, smiling: "Why are you going back to Longquan Sanatorium? Why don't I go talk to the old man, and you can live with me from now on!"

Lu Yinxue pursed her lips and shook her head: "No, grandpa is very stubborn. Besides, he is old and I want to spend more time with him. Grandpa is not in good health recently!"

Xu Qing did not insist anymore, lowered his head and pecked her on the lips and said: "I will take you back now and help the old man relax his muscles and refresh himself."

Lu Yinxue nodded. She had heard about Xu Qing's Kung Fu for a long time. The weather has been getting colder recently, and her grandfather's old body often suffers from some minor problems. He often wakes up in the middle of the night coughing and can no longer sleep peacefully. If he can really use qigong or something to regulate it,

It might have some effect after a while. What comforted her the most was this intention. It seemed that the effect of carrot and stick was quite good.

The two dressed neatly and left the hotel, took a taxi and went straight to Longquan Sanatorium. This time they entered the hospital smoothly. Just when a young couple walked to the door of General Guo's Courtyard (4), they were surprised.

I saw a white ambulance.

The guards at the door were not there, and noises could be heard from far away in the yard. Lu Yinxue instinctively sensed something was wrong, and ran towards the yard as soon as her expression changed.

Xu Qing frowned slightly and followed closely with a sliding step. As soon as the two entered the courtyard, they saw four doctors in white coats carrying a stretcher walking out surrounded by a group of people. Professor Gu, who looked anxious, was at the front.

Old man Guo Changsheng in a nightgown was lying on the stretcher. At this time, his eyes were closed tightly, his face was like gold paper, and his lips were pale. Only the slightly rising and falling chest proved that he was still breathing. Lu Yinxue's expression was stagnant, and tears suddenly flowed like spring water.

The water came out, and my grandfather rushed forward with a cry of grief.

Xu Qing didn't dare to be lazy. He rushed out two meters away and reached the stretcher before Lu Yinxue.

Professor Gu saw Xu Qing's expression change suddenly and said anxiously: "You're here just in time. The old stubborn donkey has a sudden myocardial infarction. Use your inner strength to help him quickly... Ahem..." The old man couldn't catch his breath, and he

I couldn't help but cough violently.

Although the four white coats carrying the stretcher didn't know who the young man in front of them was, they all stopped when they heard Professor Gu speak.

Xu Qing took a step forward, held the edge of the stretcher and gently pressed it: "Put the person down first." After saying that, he took the first step and sat on the ground. The situation was critical so he could take care of other things.

Professor Gu coughed for a while and said in a deep voice: "Use your inner strength to help him clear the coronary arteries in his heart. As many as you can... cough cough..."

Perhaps because he was too nervous about the safety of his old friend, Professor Gu coughed violently again in the middle of his words. Xu Qing nodded and said, "I'll try." He said no more at the moment, blinking his eyelids and looking through the old man's eyes.

When he scanned the general's chest and found the slightly pulsating heart, his expression suddenly changed. Several coronary arteries on the old general's heart were tightly blocked by several stagnant thrombi.

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