Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

After that, the doctor still came, although Jiang Lang felt ashamed, and he was very resistant to the doctor's questions. But doctors are wise men.

The doctor made a conclusion: "the young master's body and bones can't withstand the turbulent instability of Qi and blood, so for the sake of the young master's good, we should reduce that..."

What, the doctor did not finish, but in fact, it is obvious, is not to let him abstain from lust.

Jiang languo didn't say a word in the whole process, and he felt completely humiliated. Waiting for the doctor to leave, he turned his head in the couch. Looking at the top of the couch, it was a quiet and long sigh.

He It's dying.

The original owner is dying.

After he died, he could not taste the joy of cloud and rain. Jiang Lang suddenly felt that the original owner was also very poor.

"Young master, take the medicine."

He's here, he's here, and he's probably coming with a life-threatening medicine. Jiang Lang looks at the man's face, but he is not angry and can't lose his temper.

We can't tell everything that he suspects at present, so that the situation will become more serious and difficult to investigate.

I took a sip and found that the medicine was very sweet. Yuan languid was in a daze, "why?"

"The young master is afraid of hardship, so I asked the doctor if he could put sugar or sweet things together. If he said yes, I would let it go." Ink bamboo mouth slightly hook up, smile is very good-looking, there is a kind of want to let young master praise the small manner.

This medicine is normal.

Jiang languid eyes appear surprise, obediently will drink that medicine. Also holding the tip of Mo Zhu's nose: "small bamboo, really intimate."

Ink bamboo, but now even eyes are smiling, narrowed into a seam. Young master, you really praised him.

It's night.

Jiang Lang suddenly wakes up in a dream. He dreams of what he can't do today. Again, the fear was a nightmare, frightening.

Exhaled a few breath, thought to go outside the room to see a few male Lord to fall asleep again, should be can be safe some.

Since the doctor said that you can't think about bed, Mo Zhu has decided to sleep in the outer room. It's useless for Jiang Lang to pretend to be poor.

Out of the room, there was no one. Mojiang is so flustered in the middle of the night.

Jiang Yang, who wants to go out looking for someone, turns around and sits in his wheelchair. In order to avoid exhaustion, humiliation, coma outside, no one found, directly killed. He is still sitting in a wheelchair in disgrace, which is the best policy.

When he came to the place where Mo Zhu lived before, he pushed aside the room, and a stream of water mist came. Not far away from the figure, even in the bath.

Did he ever watch the man take a bath?

No, it's not like the former Jiang languo. But now Jiang Lang can only do this. He can't do anything but peep. Jiang languo thought that it would be good to have a good eye.

Water mist diffuse, the water caresses the body of the male Lord, immediately blinds Jiang languo's eyes. Seeing this, his heart was about to stop beating.

Don't say that Qi and blood are churning again. Jiang languo feels that he can't control the surge of emotion, and his body is about to explode.

"Who!" Hearing the opening of the door, the man immediately took his clothes around him.

Jiang Lang couldn't run at all, and was caught by the man on the spot. Wheelchair, you say, can be compared with the healthy, powerful, long and straight legs of the man.

"Young master?" Mo Zhu breathed a sigh of relief.

I lost my life. Today's disgrace has used up all the opportunities of losing face in my life, and even exceeded the standard.

Jiang Lang slowly turned the wheelchair, some embarrassed to face Mo Zhu, "what, did not see you, some flustered, no sense of security, so came to look for, I did not think you were..."