Maoshan Road

Chapter 871 Xiangxi ghost son (95) (2)
Qin Jinrong was slightly startled, looked up slightly and praised, "As expected of a master, he can speak so loudly... If you can't move your body, you should be able to wipe your body for the master, right?"

It's just that after asking, I didn't hear Emmanli's voice again, so Qin Jinrong shook his head slightly, then walked to Yang Qingni's ashes, lit some incense and said to Yang Qingni, "Master! I hope you bless the master." Get well soon!" I thought to myself, now there is still the magical legend of 'Seven Girls' waiting, how can I lose my master!There is also the theory of "stepping on the vagina" here, it would be fine if the master was asked to go down to see the aunt!
After about seven days, Pang Kang’s internal organs can be moved back to the original position, that is, he wakes up in about ten days; the swelling on his face has subsided, but Pang Kang still can’t get out of bed; After they were all moved back to their positions, they never appeared again, which made Qin Jinrong puzzled, "Master, how...how did you know that girl named Emmanli? She helped you with all your injuries." You healed."

When Pang Kang sat up, he saw the handkerchief at the end of the bed. He looked at Qin Jinrong and said, "I don't know her at all! It's just someone I met, the kind you can meet casually on the street!"

Qin Jinrong was slightly taken aback. It would be strange to meet such a nice person on the street, but even if Qin Jinrong had something to ask in his heart, he didn't dare to ask, "Then I'll go and see, and cook some porridge for you!"

Pang Kang nodded slightly, "I want thinner porridge, no sauerkraut, just white porridge, I haven't eaten it for a long time, I'm afraid of indigestion!"

Qin Jinrong almost fell to the ground. Pang Kang's change really made Qin Jinrong a little unacceptable and a little unaccustomed to it, "I got it, master! Then you rest slowly; I'll prepare for you..."

Pang Kang nodded again, and suddenly remembered something, "Wait a minute, if you see Jin Junkang, call him in by the way! I have something to say to him!"

Qin Jinrong was taken aback, could it be that he was preparing to teach a lesson?I thought I could ask Jin Junkang to help cook porridge. The simple yet complicated thing is that Qin Jinrong doesn't know how to cook porridge..."Good master!" After speaking, he walked out of the room and closed the door.

After Qin Jinrong closed the door, Pang Kang moved towards the end of the bed, feeling a little strenuous. His forehead was slightly sweaty before he got the handkerchief at the end of the bed. Part of the handkerchief was already stained red with blood, and the rest It was a little pink, and when the handkerchief was opened to look, there was a mandarin duck embroidered on the right side with colored threads in the middle, and a more conspicuous name was embroidered on the side --- Emmanli!Since ancient times, mandarin ducks have been in pairs, but why is there only one mandarin duck on this handkerchief?Before he had time to think about it, footsteps sounded at the door, and Pang Kang hurriedly put away the handkerchief...

"Uncle Master!" Jin Junkang stood there with his head down, because he had no face to face Pang Kang, and Pang Kang would not have become like this if he hadn't made a phone call.

Pang Kang didn't nod or shake his head, he just looked at Jin Junkang and said, "Go to the ashes of your aunt and bring a chair over here!"

(End of this chapter)