Kung Fu Soldier King

Perhaps because of the injury, the flame on the Phoenix seemed to be burning, which made Liang Yuwei even a little afraid to touch.

After seeing the doctors around, they were also shocked.

"I'm afraid few Chinese companies can do such a good tattoo. It feels like this tattooist has seen a Phoenix."

"What eyes? It's not tattoo, it's tattoo."

Two doctors who usually like tattoos had an untimely discussion.

"What's the difference?" the questioned doctor was very upset and couldn't help asking.

The knowledgeable doctor said, "the tattoo is only ink. It's seven colors. Of course it's embroidery. Also, it's not a Phoenix, it's a phoenix!"

"You deliberately argue with me, don't you? What's the difference between Phoenix and Phoenix?"

"No idea! Do you think there's a difference between men and women? Phoenix is male and phoenix is female. Phoenix is similar to Kirin, and there are male and female. Otherwise, an old man will embroider a female bird on his back to prevent people from laughing to death?"

The two argued endlessly. Sun Fu, the vice president next to him who presided over the treatment, couldn't help shouting: "don't quarrel. It's important to treat quickly."

"Oh, yes!" the two quickly converged and quickly put into the treatment.

But Liang Yuwei is a little restless. The man seems to be full of things that she can't understand. Mystery is the first reaction left by Xiao Yan to Liang Yuwei.

The doctors were worried for more than ten hours, but in these ten hours, Xiao Yan was always firm and his heart beat was always so strong.

"Miracle, miracle!" Vice President Sun Fu stood by the bed and looked at Xiao Yan in a coma. He couldn't believe it.

Liang Yuwei helped Xiao Yan cover the quilt, turned and asked, "Dean sun, when can he wake up?"

"Soon, if there is no accident, he can wake up in the afternoon, but he will be very weak. If anything happens, we should inform us as soon as possible." Sun Fu told Liang Yuwei a few words and turned out of the ward.

Liang Yuwei is Xiao Yan's special nurse. She will take care of Xiao Yan's main nursing work next.

However, Xiao Yan is her first intensive care patient. Usually, she takes care of old leaders. At most, she brings tea and water, or calls a doctor if she has a situation.

After Dean Sun left, Liang Yuwei sat by Xiao Yan's bed and looked at him quietly.

Looking at it, even Liang Yuwei thinks she's funny. How can she have such a strong curiosity about a person who meets for the first time?

But looking at it again, Liang Yuwei found that Xiao Yan was familiar, as if she had seen it before.

"Is there really a space in this world? We've seen it before, or in a dream?" Liang Yuwei murmured, and couldn't help blushing again.

Suddenly Xiao Yan frowned and looked miserable. Liang Yuwei looked at the equipment next to her. There was no abnormality, and she didn't hear the alarm.

But Xiao Yan's head began to swing, and her expression became more and more painful. She was just ready to stand up and call a doctor.

Suddenly, Xiao Yan stretched out her hand and grabbed her arm. Liang Yuwei subconsciously pulled back, but after feeling the pulling force, she hurried to send her hand over.

Xiao Yangang has just sewed up the wound. He must not pull hard, otherwise he will burst the wound. At that time, Xiao Yanke will be in big trouble.

After grasping Liang Yuwei's hand, Xiao Yan's painful expression calmed down.

His lips kept moving and made a weak sound. Liang Yuwei couldn't hear what it was and put her ear close to it.

"Qingge, Qingge..." Xiao Yan had a nightmare. In his dream, he dreamed that lengqingge had an accident, which made him feel painful.

Liang Yuwei was stunned. She didn't know what the word "Qingge" represented, but she guessed that it might be the girl Xiao Yan liked.

I wanted to leave, but after seeing Xiao Yan's painful expression, I couldn't help sitting by the hospital bed and letting Xiao Yan hold it.

Gradually, Xiao Yan fell asleep again, but he held his hand tightly, as if he was afraid that the owner of the little hand would leave.

Liang Yuwei pulled Xiao Yan's fingers hard, but as soon as she pulled Xiao Yan's eyebrows, she wrinkled together. She turned her eyes depressed, so she had to pull a stool, stretch out her hands and lie down beside Xiao Yan.

……

In the dark night, Leng Qingge ran in front and Li Chen Ran behind, holding an H virus syringe in his hand.

"Qingge, die with me, let's go to hell to be mandarin ducks!" Li Chen shouted as he approached lengqingge.

Leng Qingge ran while crying. He accidentally stepped on a stone, sprained his foot and fell to the ground.

Looking at Li Chen with a ferocious face, Leng Qingge cried, "no, I don't love you, I love Xiao Yan."

"Xiao Yan, let him save you!" said Li Chen. He picked up the syringe and stabbed Leng Qingge.

Xiao yanmingming felt that he was standing behind Li Chen, but he could not stop him. The feeling of powerlessness and the heartache of lengqingge about to be hurt almost suffocated his heartache.

At the moment when the syringe plunged into Leng Qingsong's body, Xiao Yan suddenly woke up because of severe pain.

"Qingge!" Xiao Yan opened his eyes and breathed heavily.

Looking around, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was just a dream. He didn't want to be lonely, and the song was hurt. This dream still made his heart restless for a long time.

Feeling a little stiff, Xiao Yan moved his hand. He felt something was wrong and turned his head to look.

The little nurse in a small hat, with a hand on her pillow, lay down beside Xiao Yan and was sleeping soundly. And her other hand is being held tightly by Xiao Yan at the moment.

From Xiao Yan's point of view, we can only see the little nurse's delicate nose and light red lips. Based on Xiao Yan's understanding of beauty, this little nurse should be very beautiful.

However, he didn't have much thought now, but it was a little wrong for him to hold this weak and boneless hand.

So Xiao Yan wanted to let go. As a result, the little nurse in her sleep seemed to dream of something good. She smiled at the corners of her mouth, but she caught Xiao Yan with a backhand.

Xiao Yan was speechless and had no energy to disturb her. He closed his eyes to feel the trauma in his body, ran the nine days xuanhuojue and began to repair his injured body.

The trauma was not small. Although it was not as tragic as the decisive battle with BL blood lotus a few years ago, he was miserable because he injured important internal organs and lost too much blood.

When he found that his internal strength was almost exhausted, Xiao Yan reluctantly shook his head. Now, I'm afraid it's hard to even stand up.

Xiao Yan sighed and prepared to replenish her strength. But suddenly his face moved and became ugly.

I wipe it. At this time, I want to pee!