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Chapter 579 The panacea is not as good as Qiao Luo's words (1)

Qiao Luo is helpless, the old lady is old, how can she let her accompany here to blow the cold wind.

She softened her voice, "OK."

Mrs. Long showed a satisfied smile on her face, and pulled her towards the corridor.

After taking two steps, she said, "Gu Rong, ask the kitchen to make some ginger tea and get something to eat. It's so late, Yue Yi and the others must not have eaten yet."

Aunt Rong, "Yes."

Compared with the open space in the courtyard, standing in the corridor is indeed a little warmer.

The dim yellow halo illuminates the woman's exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and the clear and bright eyes are full of longing and eagerness that cannot be hidden.

Her small movements of frequently checking the time fell into the eyes of Mrs. Long, and she comforted her softly, "Don't worry, it should be here soon."

With the dark night reflected in Qiao Luo's eyes, he hummed absently.

"Grandma."

Long Yi'an came over with a dazed expression, still completely ignorant of Long Beijue.

"Where is Big Brother?"

Mrs. Long said, "It's not here yet."

Long Yi made a sound, and followed Qiao Luo's line of sight to look at the night sky.

Suddenly, a plane broke through the clouds and entered their field of vision.

It is the private jet of the Long family, and Long Yi'an is very familiar with it.

He showed excitement, "Brother is back."

Qiao Luo's eyes tightened, and his steps were fast and anxious.

When Mrs. Long came to her senses, Qiao Luo had already gone far away.

Yue Er greeted the patrolling guards in advance, and the plane landed on the lawn without any hindrance.

The hatch opened, and Qiao Luo couldn't wait to rush up.

Seeing the ghostly speed, Long Yi'an was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Who……"

As soon as Wan Chuyi walked to the hatch, he saw a black shadow approaching him.

Take a closer look, and then you can see who is coming.

"Jolo."

A gust of wind passed in front of her and went straight inside.

She blinked, a little dumbfounded.

Tsk, love is such a thing.

Hearing footsteps, Yue turned his head subconsciously.

"Young lady."

Looking over anxiously, Yue moved away and stepped aside.

Almost at the same time, the man behind him fell into Qiao Luo's sight.

Even though he was in a state of embarrassment, it was hard to hide his handsome appearance.

Before seeing him, Qiao Luo had already imagined the extent of his injury in his heart.

However, he didn't expect him to be injured so badly.

His eyes stayed on his pale face, and Qiao Luo's heart was severely hurt by that dying appearance.

With red eyes, she stumbled over.

The fingertips touched his sharp face, and the scorching heat burned her hand.

Qiao Luo's eyes overflowed with mist, and he moved his lips, but he couldn't make any sound.

The next moment, one of her actions severely abused the others, and the air was filled with the sour smell of love.

She leaned over and hugged Long Beijue tightly regardless of his mess.

At that moment, the empty place in my heart was finally filled.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his nasal voice was heavy, "Long Beijue."

As if being summoned, the man's tightly closed black eyes slowly opened, and he stretched his eyelids open with great effort.

Seeing this, Yue Yi and the team doctor who were standing aside were stunned.

"..."

It turns out that no medicine can compare to Qiao Luo's words.

In front of the young master, no panacea is as good as Qiao Luo.

"I'm here."

A hoarse voice sounded, and his breath was a little unsteady.

Qiao Luo froze, his stiff back moved.

She lowered her head and bumped into the man's pale and delicate eyebrows inadvertently.

The four eyes met, and the eyes of the two seemed to be glued together, and no one could move them away.

"How did you lose weight?"

Long Beijue caressed her face habitually with his slender fingers, only then did Long Beijue realize that there were still fine sand left on his hands.

He made a gesture to withdraw his hand, but was held by a small white hand.

Facing her bright eyes, Long Beijue pulled the corners of his lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "My hands are dirty."

Qiao Luo shook his head, and covered his other hand tightly, wrapping his hands tightly around his big hand.

It seemed that only in this way could she have a sense of reality that he had returned to her side.

"Ha ha……"

A doting laugh overflowed from his throat, followed by a cough.

"Cough cough..."

The team doctor came to his senses and hurriedly said, "Young Madam, let's give the young master a checkup first."

Qiao Luo nodded, grabbed Long Beijue's wrist, and made a gesture to help him up.

She was pregnant with a child, Yue Yi dared to let her come.

He stepped forward, "Young Madam, let's come."

The situation was urgent, Long Beijue's injury was critical, Qiao Luo did not hesitate, and decisively gave up his position.

Yue Yi and the team doctor supported Long Beijue alone, without the cover of the blanket, Qiao Luo could see clearly his distress.

There was no clothes to change on the plane, and Long Beijue was still wet.

Every step you take, the dripping water drops are light red.

Even with the cover of sea water, Qiao Luo still smelled a smell of blood.

There was a hint of distress in her eyes, and she quickly followed behind them.

After getting off the plane, Yue Er had already pushed the wheelchair and waited.

Seeing Long Beijue awake, he couldn't help being excited, "Young master."

It was the first time seeing Long Beijue injured so badly, Madam Long burst into tears on the spot.

"North Lord."

She staggered a step, and Aunt Rong quickly supported her, her worried eyes fell on Long Beijue.

"The doctors are waiting inside." Yueer helped Long Beijue sit on the wheelchair, "The equipment is ready."

"Walk."

Yue Yi pushed the wheelchair away, and Qiao Luo followed him every step of the way.

"Let's go, let's go too." Mrs. Long had just taken two steps when she suddenly remembered something and looked behind her.

I saw Long Yi'an standing in place, his clear eyes gleaming with tears at some point.

Mrs. Long walked back to him, "Yi'an, what's wrong with you?"

Long Yi'an came back to his senses, looked at Mrs. Long with teary eyes, "Grandma, is elder brother going to die?"

"Bah, bah, bah." The word "death" is the most taboo, Madam Long spat.

"Don't talk nonsense, your elder brother is fine."

"But, elder brother can't even walk by himself..." he sobbed.

In Long Yi'an's heart, Long Beijue was invincible, this was the first time he saw him injured in such a serious manner.

"Master Yi'an, the young master is only injured a little bit, and he hasn't eaten for several days, so he has no strength to walk." Aunt Rong told a white lie and comforted her.

"That's right, that's what Rong Gu said." Mrs. Long echoed.

"Silly boy, don't cry, grandma will take you to see your elder brother."

Hearing this, Long Yi'an sniffed, and wiped away tears carelessly with his sleeves.

At the beginning, because Mr. Long was getting old and had some minor health problems from time to time, for convenience, he separated the courtyard on the west side of the mansion and built a small building with a height of three floors.

There are all kinds of advanced medical equipment inside, and even the private hospitals in the capital are somewhat inferior.

When Mrs. Long and the others arrived, Long Beijue had already been sent in for an examination.

(End of this chapter)