President's Runaway Lover

"Well, everyone here has no objection?" Chen Sheng squinted at the low-ranking cadres.

The people at the bottom were silent and timid, looking at each other with low eyes.

"Uncle, it's very dangerous. Can you ensure the safety of these two people?" Chen Jiancheng looked at Chen Sheng uneasily. How can an innocent person be injured for such a person whose purpose is to save the lives and heal the wounded.

Hearing Chen Jiancheng's tone, Chen Sheng seemed to be relieved. Chen Sheng smiled without leaving a trace.

"OK, so I agree?" Chen Sheng pretended to ask.

Chen Jiancheng showed an unspeakable expression and asked tentatively for a long time, "as long as the safety of both of them can be guaranteed, I agree."

Chen Sheng immediately promised, "yes, I promise you this."

Others saw that Dr. Chen, the most prestigious doctor in the village, nodded and agreed. They all began to nod and say, "village head, just do as you say."

Seeing that the people below had no objection, Chen Sheng said with his back hands, "OK, that's it."

"Chen Liu, you send some people to the bottom of those two people's rooms. Listen." Chen Sheng arranged it with great ingenuity.

After the man named Chen Liu was named, he suddenly nodded, looked at Chen Sheng's serious face and walked out of the house without looking back.

"OK, Jiancheng, you go and comfort the two people and don't let them find any problems, you know?" Chen Sheng said like an order.

Chen Jiancheng nodded like a wooden chicken.

Chen Sheng sighed, pushed Chen Jiancheng and said, "OK, now that the matter has been so decided, don't write any more."

It was getting late, and the room began to faint slowly. A smell of herbs was refreshing, which made the people who decocted the medicine feel sleepy.

The pot began to make a "poop poop" sound, which was the strength of the medicine soup. The bursts of medicine incense gently dozed sinanyuan sitting by the fire.

Suddenly, a drop of hot medicine juice came out of the pot and touched Si Nanyuan's hand. The high temperature woke Si Nanyuan up and hurriedly got up to find water to cool down.

Looking back, he found that the medicine in the pot was almost dry. In a panic, Si Nanyuan closed the stove.

This is the medicine prescribed by Dr. Chen to Lu Jingxiao. It is fried every day to replenish Lu Jingxiao's Qi and blood.

Two days later, Lu Jingxiao looked better under the careful care of Si Nanyuan.

"Anan, when shall we leave?" Lu Jingxiao has lived in this small ward for nearly half a month. It would be too annoying to continue living here.

Sinanyuan put down the medicine spoon, looked at Lu Jingxiao and said, "I'll discuss this with Dr. Chen. Just take your time to recover."

In fact, Lu Jingxiao didn't mention it, and Si Nanyuan ended it in his heart. It's reasonable to say that in this sparsely populated place, eating, drinking and living for half a month really doesn't seem like the style of a poor small village. It's just that Lu Jingxiao's illness has been dragging him these days, so he didn't investigate it carefully.

Lu Jingxiao slowly swallowed the medicine. She was used to it. She still remembered that when she took the first sip, it was really going to kill her.

Si Nanyuan slowly wiped out the dregs. Looking at Lu Jingxiao, who was getting better, he had another idea in his heart.

"Well, I'll clean up the dishes. You have a rest." Si Nanyuan turned and said.

Looking at the back of Si Nanyuan getting up, Lu Jingxiao also made her own calculation in her heart. Late these days, she always felt someone rustling under the window. She didn't think much at that time, but now looking at Si Nanyuan's expression, I'm afraid it's not so simple.

This reminds her of her previous experience of being kidnapped. Now it's not good to say that it's another disguised house arrest.

Looking at the dawn outside, Lu Jingxiao fell into deep thought.

People outside have been ambushing there for a long time, like sinanyuan's experienced people. He has noticed these people for a long time. Seeing Lu Jingxiao's spirit getting better these days, he also has the energy to deal with these people now.

The village reveals strange places from all aspects. It seems that every villager on the road is watching them, like watching a lustful beast.

"Let's go. There's nothing to gain these days." One villager whispered to another.

"I feel something wrong these days. I'd better pay attention." Another villager stared at the house not far away and dared not take it lightly.

Si Nanyuan has been disconnected for two weeks. Now Si Mo and Yang qianmei are like ants on a hot pot.

"What should I do?" Yang qianmei kept dialing sinanyuan's mobile phone number in her hand, and sweat came from her forehead.

As a subordinate who has been around Si Nanyuan for many years, Si Mo has a calm state of mind. He hurriedly comforted Yang qianmei and said, "don't blind yourself. I've called and asked about the cruise ship. It seems that there is no accident, but I vaguely feel that the cruise ship seems abnormal."

"What's wrong?" Yang qianmei asked.

Smerton said after a while, "there's been a storm on the ship these days, but the person who answered the phone didn't say it."

"So, what do we do now?" Yang qianmei looks at Si Mo and asks.

"Now since I can't contact the boss by phone, I can only choose to call the police." Smith said leisurely.

"Alarm?" Yang qianmei can't believe it. Is it really serious enough to call the police now?

"It's all right. Don't be afraid. Now everything is unknown. We need to minimize the possibility of being hurt." Smith comforted.

Looking at the dark clouds outside the window, Yang qianmei's heart seemed to be covered with a dark curtain, covering her breath.

At night, the temperature difference between day and night on the island was amazing, and Lu Jingxiao woke up in the house.

The cold wind hit her hard, and the rustling sound under the window appeared again in the middle of the night.

In a flash, Lu Jingxiao decided to get up and check. She was that kind of character. She must catch it and don't let go.

The door in the yard was crackling with the cold wind. Lu Jingxiao stood in the cold wind, and the group was floating in the wind.

There was a rustle in the grass. Lu Jingxiao pushed aside the grass around her and tried to move forward.

"Who is it?" Lu Jingxiao asked as if unsure.

The man in front didn't answer.

It's just that the sound eastward is a little louder.

Finally want to see the man's back, but Lu Jingxiao has no place to be pulled into the darkness with both hands behind.

"Woo woo." The sound overflowed through the fingers, penetrated into the night and gradually drowned.

"Who is it?" For a moment, Lu Jingxiao felt familiar.