Mr. Ou, your wife is so good at fighting

Chapter 535 I have to take care of him
Jian Li thought of the scene when Lu Xiu was about to leave. He almost wanted to escape in a hurry, because Yang Qian was eagerly calling his name on the phone.

Lu Xiu's eyes were stained with water, and his eyes were full of distress.

Jian Li ended the call with Yang Qian.

But I didn't expect that Lu Xiu turned back, dragged the arm that looked distorted, and covered Jian Li's collarbone with his other uninjured hand.

A cold stabbing pain came from Jian Li's collarbone.

It was still the same low voice, cold.

What he said were words of concern, "Be careful in the future, don't break your bones, I'm not here, if your brother-in-law repairs the spell lines for you, you will definitely be in pain."

Jian Li didn't speak, looking at the water on Lu Xiu's eyelashes, she couldn't tell what it was like for a moment.

Jian Li finally couldn't help asking him, "Uncle Lu, are you really not going to see my uncle?"

Lu Xiu smiled, very sadly, his expression truly explained what it means to have a smile on the corner of the mouth and tears in his eyes.

"I'm ashamed to see him, and the farther I get from him, the farther away the danger is. That's fine."

It's just that Jian Li didn't dare to tell my uncle what Lu Xiu said, how could she dare to say it, how sad my uncle was when he heard this.

But Jian Li underestimated Yang Qian's understanding of Lu Xiu.

Yang Qian only touched Jian Li's collarbone lightly with his fingers, and smiled with a bit of sadness in his lips, "You're a stinky chess basket, your skills are really good."

Jian Li hummed, "It's much less painful than when you mended it."

"When I find it, I can't spare him." Yang Qian said in a low voice.

Then he didn't speak any more, just buried his face in his palm, and his body trembled slightly.

Maybe you cried, maybe you didn't.

Oulu has been quite silent all this time, but at the moment, he suddenly asked in a low voice, "Uncle, are you really just resigning because of taking the blame?"

Jian Li was startled when she heard the words, and soon understood the meaning of Ou Lu's words.

Yang Qian didn't look up, his voice sounded muffled, "What are you doing? Are you going to laugh at me?"

After he finished speaking, he was silent for a few seconds. He raised his head. There were no tears on his face, but the circles of his eyes were slightly red. "I, Yang Qian, acted, how can I have so much guilt? The only one I feel indebted to is that It's just a bad chess basket. It's a high-sounding cover to take the blame and resign, and I have to find him."

"The Lu family gave up on him, they don't care about him, I have to care about him." Yang Qian looked at Jian Li, "But the things he did later, no matter what, were against the purpose of the special department, so of course I also It is impossible to stay in the special department. I have to take care of him."

"So no matter what he said, I don't have to look for him, don't care about him, or save him. It's meaningless." Yang Qian's voice was calm, but firm.

Nearly 20 years of friendship, more than ten years of companionship.Lu Xiu is his confidant and his best friend.Yang Qian has always been unreasonable, and his interpersonal relationship is even quite weak.

Therefore, such a deep friendship with Lu Xiu is very precious.It is absolutely impossible for him to let him go.

No matter what other people say, no matter what Lu Xiu says.

As for Yang Qian, if he is determined to do something, no one can stop him.

But at this time, Jian Li couldn't help but feel that Oulu is really a good Oulu.After all, after knowing the past of my uncle and Uncle Lu, I can understand how sad Lu Xiu's words that he didn't need him to save Yang Qian made Yang Qian sad.

Anyway, Yang Qian wouldn't change his mind, if Lu Xiu was like Ou Lu, he said 'you must save me'.

Perhaps Yang Qian would not be so sad.

Yang Qian fell ill that night. This guy who was always dressed in thin clothes and didn't pay attention to rain or snow, relied on his positive physique to bear it.

This autumn rain was unremarkable, and he even drank ginger soup to drive away the cold, but he still fell ill.Perhaps, his cold was not caused by exogenous pathogenic factors, but rather a coldness in his heart.

It started to get hot at night, and it even reached nearly [-] degrees in the middle of the night.

Jian Li and Oulu had no choice but to send him to the hospital overnight.

They didn't notice that a tall man in a black raincoat had been standing in the shadow of a tree not far from their house for most of the night.

He was like a dead thing without life, like a sculpture, standing quietly, motionless, as if he wanted to blend into this rainy night, and in fact it seemed to be so.

Because the property security patrolled several times routinely, they didn't even notice that there was a person standing here.

Until Oulu carried out Yang Qian who was burned unconscious, Jian Li held an umbrella for them and carried him into the back seat of the car.

The person who had been motionless like a statue finally made a slight movement.

The hand hanging by his side was tightly clenched into a fist.

Yang Qian seldom gets sick. Once he gets sick, even if it's a small cold, it will be aggressive. Coupled with his Zhengyang physique, it is troublesome enough to have a fever, and the temperature is not easy to go down.

He didn't wake up, his face was flushed with heat, his lips were chapped, and every breath he took was hot.

In Ou Lu's words, he carried Yang Qian into the car and got him out of the car after arriving at the hospital. He felt that the man on his back was about to burn.

The doctor also felt that the persistent high fever was quite scary, and there was no sign of the fever going down even after the antipyretic needle was applied, so he almost thought it was some kind of malignant high fever.

If it weren't for the fact that the vital signs and blood patterns didn't seem to be in crisis, I'm afraid they would have to be taken directly to the intensive care unit for observation.

But because all the indicators are not bad, but the body temperature makes people have to worry, so we can only use the method of physical cooling.

Yang Qian was covered with ice packs.

Jian Li and Ou Lu took care of him in the hospital until the next morning, when Yang Qian's temperature improved slightly.

He finally woke up, but his eyes were burning red, and his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly speak.

After Yang Xinlei heard the news, she rushed to the hospital in a hurry.

Listening to the elder sister who raised him as a son since he was a child, chanting at the side, Yang Qian had a look of lovelessness on his face, and a pair of red rabbit-like eyes looked at Jian Li sadly.

Jian Li shrugged at him.

"It's been so many years since I've been so sick! Why don't you know how to pay attention to your body when you're so old?" Yang Xinlei scolded.

Yang Qian opened his mouth, probably wanting to say something, but before he could make a sound, Yang Xinlei reprimanded, "Shut up, you, your voice is like a bellows, you don't feel uncomfortable when you say it, I can hear it Still uncomfortable!"

After all, Yang Qian didn't say a word, he could only sigh lightly in the end.

Yang Xinlei was busy making him eat porridge, watched him take the medicine, and then left. Before leaving, she didn't forget to ask Jian Li and Ou Lu to take care of Yang Qian.

In Yang Xinlei's words, "Although our stinky monkey looks like a child who can't grow up, compared with her uncle, he can be considered mature!"

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