Sick and beautiful people are not allowed to be white moonlight

Chapter 120
Chen Qiuqiu looked at her gratefully: "Miss, I will repay you in the future."

In this ward, there are two beds next to them. They are all silver-haired grandmas. The kind-looking one is surnamed Zhang. Let’s call her Grandma Zhang. The mean-looking one is surnamed Li. Let’s call her Grandma Li.

Lingyan looked around for a while, her eyes touched Chen Qiuqiu's bruised lips, and her pure black pupils moved slightly.

"Forget it, let me find a nurse for you."

Chen Qiuqiu was even more grateful: "How can I repay you."

These words startled her, and a cold smile appeared on her delicate lips: "Next time, don't come to me for treatment again."

Lingyan looked at the pale Chen Qiuqiu who was lying on the hospital bed with cold eyes, brushed her waist, and walked away slowly.

Granny Zhao rolled her eyes: "Girl, who are you, why do you speak so badly?"

"Ah, that's me...the female doctor at the clinic in the town." Chen Qiuqiu thought about it carefully, and then answered in a low voice.

All she knew was that Ms. Tang's medicine was much cheaper and more effective than other medicines in other stores. She was single and was said to be from the provincial capital.

"Doctors nowadays are becoming more and more unethical. When patients are sick, if they don't go to a doctor, who should they go to?" Granny Zhao's wrinkled face looked disgusted, as if she had heard something dirty .

Chen Qiuqiu opened his mouth to explain, but the door of the ward was pushed open.

It's Aya smoke.

Lingyan's face was expressionless, but her eyes became colder. Behind her was a 30-year-old nurse with a bloated body and a generous face. She smiled very happily.

After being heard saying that people are bad people, Grandma Zhao's expression didn't change for a while, she looked funny.

Ling Yan smiled but said: "If the body is sick, there are prescriptions to cure it, but if the heart is sick, it is a terminal illness, and no one can cure it."

These words made Chen Qiuqiu's face even uglier.

I always felt that Ling Yan had something to say, and she was talking about her.

"Hey! What did you girl say? This is, you are bullying my old woman!" Granny Zhao slapped the quilt on both sides with her hands, raised her head and wailed.

Ling Yan had no expression on her face, and left after saying a few words to the nurse.

"You can just call me Sister Fang, if you need anything, call me." Sister Fang is the nurse hired by Lingyan.

Chen Qiuqiu was brought back to his senses by her words, and nodded embarrassingly.

There is a bit of sadness between the brows.

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"Dong dong dong."

Ling Yan raised her eyes and saw Qu Jin in a black sweater, holding a box of small biscuits in her hand.

"My mother made this, I told you to try it." A relaxed smile flashed across Qu Jin's face: "Since taking your medicine, she is much better now, she doesn't cough much, and she can gain strength. Now I still have the energy to weave scarves at home, saying that I will sell them for money in winter.”

Qu Jin just looked at her like this.

She is wearing a goose yellow cheongsam today, which makes her skin whiter, her hair is black, tied with a yellow and white braid, her small earlobes are entwined with black hair, revealing her full forehead and sexy red lips.

Qu Jin felt a little hot, pulled his collar, his Adam's apple slipped, and looked away.

Ling Yan hummed: "I can help your mother give acupuncture. It will take about three months to recover, but you need to rest and not work too hard to recover."

"Really!" Qu Jin raised his voice, reacted and patted his forehead, reflecting on his unsteady behavior, and said regretfully, "I'm sorry, I was too excited."

Lingyan said softly that it's okay, and picked a time, at the end of the month.

The corner of Qu Jinxiao's mouth was grinning to the back of the ear, revealing the pink earlobe.

"Thank you."

Ayano hummed.

"Sleeping pills."

Shang Du had just got off work, with a tired face, saw Qu Jin was there, his lips were tensed, he pulled the stool away with a slap, and sat with his long legs stretched out.

The movements are indescribably casual and willful, with the appearance of an uncle.

Qu Jin knew who this person was, Shangdu, the fight was particularly ruthless, not long ago he knocked down the strong man who was collecting protection fees indiscriminately.

It seems that he is still very rich, and the watch on his hand is the style of the watch worn by the domineering president on TV.

Lingyan didn't give him sleeping pills this time, but took out three white capsules from the drawer, wrapped them in white paper and pushed them in front of him.

"This is a recently formulated sleeping pill, but it relieves nerves."

What she didn't say was that this one was specially made for him.

There are no side effects.

Shangdu's dark and fierce eyes suddenly sank, his body stiffened, trembled undetectably, he grabbed it and put it in his pocket.

Ayano smiled at him.

"Shangdu, take a good rest."

He didn't sleep well and was very busy during the day, his pure black pupils were bright, like the white light of a knife blade.

The corners of the lower eyes were red with irritability, impatience and rebelliousness.

The bushy brows furrowed, and there was an undisguised indifference and guard in his eyes.

His tone was abnormal and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Haven't you given up on me yet?"

The corners of Lingyan's lips curled up: "Yeah, I haven't given up yet."

Shang Du laughed out loud, tapped the table with his skeletal fingertips, and stood up lazily.

The deep and unruly eyebrows are sharp and calm.

"It's so late, why don't you close the shop?"

Hearing this, Lingyan closed the book in her hand, stood up, and picked up the small bag placed aside.

"Closed now."

Qu Jin still hasn't left: "Let's go back together."

Shang Du frowned slightly, looked sideways, and scanned Qu Jin from head to toe.

Her thin lips were pulled slightly, and she whistled casually.

He touched Lingyan's shoulder frivolously, with an ambiguous tone.

"Honey, I'll see you tomorrow night."

The dark eyebrows and eyes swept over the pale Qu Jin, and he let out a chuckle.

He walked out swaggeringly, turned off the light with a snap, and the clinic was plunged into darkness.

Ling Yan frowned, rubbed the center of her brows, her lips curled up, revealing a helpless smile.

"Let's go."

She didn't forget to pick up the biscuits that Qu Jin brought, and locked the door.

Qu Jin followed behind her, unhurriedly.

Shang Du propped his hands on the railing, with the scarlet smoke between his bony fingers, he took a deep breath.

Laughed disdainfully: "Little friend."

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"Shangdu, the firecracker factory exploded, be careful." A fireman with a fire extinguisher in his hand shouted as he rushed in.

Shang Du waved his hand to indicate that he understood, and with his waist slightly bowed, he quickly rushed in to put out the fire.

This is a firecracker factory, and there are many detonating objects in it, so the fire is very fierce, and the black pollution gas goes straight into the sky.

The rescue took six hours before the fire was extinguished.

Dozens of firefighters lay tiredly on the ground full of ice water to fight the fire, their faces were all black and dirty, they were sweating profusely, sweating profusely, they kept streaming, and they gasped for breath.

"Shang... Where is Shangdu?" The captain counted the number of people and found that there was one person missing.

"Didn't see it!" replied a firefighter.

"Where did this kid go!" The captain put his hands on his hips, sweating profusely.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was another explosion inside.

(End of this chapter)