The West Wind is a song that leaves people mourning

The woman looked fascinated, and raised her hand to gesture, "Of course it's a pity for that waist and that leg."

As she spoke, her eyes froze, as if she had thought of something else, her movements also stopped, and she sighed softly, "A monster!"

The young man snorted, "Don't worry about the pity, it's still a monster, if Sister Qian knows that you have come to Haicheng, you will have to accept it."

The woman put one hand on her hip, and patted the boy on the back of the head with the other hand, raised her chin, and warned, "Liu Zi, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. I came to Haicheng not because of Sister Qian, but for business."

The boy named Liuzi rolled his eyes, "You might as well say that you are chasing after Nangongchi!"

.........

Gu Yunlan entangled with Murong Ting endlessly, and was dragged back to Changxin Road from Murong Mansion by the old Zhang who had found him. He was still furious until he was dragged to the door of his house.

He said, "What are you dragging me to do? I'm going to kill him."

"I thought you were going to clean up quickly, but you figured it out." Old Zhang looked at Gu Yunlan's slightly trembling hands, and said angrily, "Don't say you couldn't kill him before, just look at your current appearance, who can you kill?"

Gu Yunlan shaved his beard, and lost his slump, leaving only depression and sickness, and his complexion was so bad that it was unbearable to see.

When Lao Zhang saw it, he became more and more angry, and after cursing, he added, "If you haven't figured it out yet, just leave it in the room and figure it out for me, and don't just go out and make trouble all day long, tossing your own life. "

On the other side, Chu Jiu didn't catch up with anyone, and stood at the door of Murong Ting's bedroom with his head bowed, waiting to be dealt with.

Murong Ting had already taken a shower, and was standing in front of the phonograph in a navy blue pajamas. He put the vinyl record he had chosen on it, and the melodious sound of the violin came out from the phonograph.

He listened to the sound of the piano, with an indescribably complicated expression, stood there for a while, then walked to the couch and sat down, and said, "A woman and a child?"

He couldn't catch up with a woman or a child. Chu Jiu was even more ashamed and lowered his head even more.

"I will definitely find them." After Chu Jiu expressed his determination, he showed a worried look, "But Gu Yunlan, who didn't know when to win over the pedestrian gang, even dug out the young master who is now the helm behind the Qinglong gang?"

When Murong Ting heard Gu Yunlan, he would think of Murong Qian, and he was stabbed unconsciously, but he didn't show it on his face, and said, "If he can pull himself together, then Qianqian didn't miss it."

How good was the relationship between the young master and the young lady before!Unexpectedly, such a person was inserted inexplicably, and a marriage letter was presented, they couldn't help but not believe it.

Chu Jiu looked at Murong Ting's strength, and couldn't tell what it was like. He buried his head even lower, and said another topic, "A Chi said that he still wanted to come to thank Sister Anne, and he has already entered the city."

Murong Ting closed his eyes and pressed his eyebrows, "You can make arrangements."

.........

Murong Qian pretended to be sick, that's exactly what she did. Every five days, she would go to the hospital to see Wei Ran for a follow-up visit.

But today, there is something special. She tried to get into the study of the Marshal's Mansion last night, but someone found a conflict. When she broke out, she accidentally scratched her right arm by a stray bullet.

Wei Ran's office has a small treatment room separated by a curtain. Wei Ran is treating her wound with a serious expression.

During this period, Murong Qian kept smiling and saying good things, but Wei Ran's eyebrows did not relax, and he did not respond. He only treated the wound carefully until it was completely bandaged. Seriously, change the dressing every day, and be careful not to get wet in the past few days."

Murong Qian put down the rolled up shirt, pinned on hollow enamel cuff buttons, and said, "I thought Dr. Wei would never talk to me again!"

Ever since Murong Qian appeared as Yan Ruyu, everyone before and after has always called Dr. Wei Ranwei.

Hearing Doctor Wei, Wei Ran became even more angry, but his anger did not spill on the stainless steel disinfection box that was put down, and he only spoke two points more heavily, "Don't call Dr. Wei one at a time, think that changing the name, just agree with me You don't need to guard it."

Wei Ran's temper and self-cultivation are excellent. He has never been so harsh to others. Murong Qian couldn't help laughing. Wei Ran glanced at her, so she closed her smile, turned her injured right arm, and said, "Don't keep it!" Yue, I'll take care of this little injury myself."

Wei Ran still had a stern face, got up and walked to the desk, "You are all capable now, I can't control it anymore."

"No way." Murong Qian grabbed the suit jacket that she had just taken off and put it on the hospital bed, put it on, opened the curtain blocking her side, followed her to the desk, and did not sit down.

With the middle three fingers of her right hand resting on the corner of the table, she looked down at Wei Ran who was sorting out the medical records in her hand, and said, "Brother, however, is putting himself in front of others, so let us be."

Since the first Opium War, it can be said that the country has been in turmoil. In Wei Ran's view, no matter what path he and Murong Ting choose, they have their own responsibility for the rise and fall of the country as seven-foot men. .

But the reason why they stood in the front was because they wanted to protect their hearts from the wind and rain, and now seeing them rushing forward one by one, he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

He stopped his movements, looked up at Murong Qian, and said, "But the path you choose is different from mine after all."

This is not a topic for jokes, Murong Qian restrained her smile, but her expression was still relaxed.

She said, "There is no difference, but my elder brother chooses to serve the world by hanging the pot, and the elder brother alternates between running a school and guns. Although the roads are different, they are all doing things that benefit the country and the people. In the end, different routes lead to the same goal."

Wei Ran looked at Murong Qian and asked, "What about you?"

Murong Qian was silent, and said, "I! I can't remove obstacles for you in front, but there is always no problem in supporting you behind."

Wei Ran was a little excited, and suppressed his voice, "But what you are doing now is much more than that, how can I feel at ease?"

As long as Murong Qian does not avenge her adoptive father, she will not be able to stop for a day, and no amount of guarantees will be useless in the eyes of those who care about her.

She lowered her head, like a child who has made a mistake, and said softly, "I'm sorry, Brother Ran, I made you worry."

Despite his attitude, Murong Qian's determination did not waver. Wei Ran also knew that he could not persuade him, so he let Murong Qian leave after a few words of advice.

Murong Qian pretended to stay in Fireworks Alley last night, and sneaked back to the Marshal's Mansion secretly. She didn't return all night, so she really should go back and have a look at this meeting, so she didn't stay too long.

Today, Gu Yunlan happened to be at the hospital as well. The office of Dr. Wang who was in charge of treating him was on the same floor as Wei Ran's office, but Dr. Wang's office was closer to the stairs.

When he stepped out of the room, he happened to see Murong Qian passing by in front of him. After a brief shock, he rushed up to ask for clarification, but unfortunately, as soon as he stepped out, someone grabbed his wrist from behind.