Chapter 1719 The Ex-Wife of the Soldier King 72.7

Yan Chongjun lay on the cold ground, his eyes staring straight ahead.

It seemed that the two people who kissed were still staying in the empty place.

The pain in his body became another kind, making him almost manic, more psychotic than real psychosis.

When Ruan Jingshu arrived after receiving the news, what she saw was her youngest son who was covered in scars.

My mind flickered, and I almost fell down again.

He hurriedly called the doctor and sent him to the ward, before he slipped against the wall and fell to the ground.

A person in her forties, crying hysterically, what kind of evil did she do.

Is it to punish her for abandoning her husband and son, or that matter?

But she already knew she was wrong and changed it, why is it still like this.

No matter how much she asked, she couldn't get the answer she wanted.

Because no one can answer her, only herself, but she is not willing to think deeply.

"Master, you are back, I have dinner ready."

When Uncle Zhou saw people coming back, he happily greeted them to sit down, and hurried to bring out the prepared dishes by himself.

Xun Mi's hand was still wrapped in a layer of gauze, so he couldn't move at all, and could only use the spoon with his left hand.

The clumsy one just scooped up a spoonful of mushroom and chicken porridge, and before he could move, the spoon fell into the bowl.

Xun Mi: "..." Is she going to temporarily become a severely disabled person who cannot take care of herself?

No, she cannot give up treatment.

The ones on TV are more serious than her, and she can also develop other skills, so can she.

Taking a deep breath, he firmly held the spoon with his left hand and continued to work hard.

The sentence as long as the kung fu deep iron pestle is ground into a needle is really useless in finding the use of the left hand to eat.

Should I drop the spoon or drop it, should I pour out the porridge or not? Anyway, I just can't feed it into my mouth.

She puffed her face unconsciously, she had a temper, really.

Yan Yuling, who had been quietly watching beside him, couldn't hold back, and chuckled lightly.

"Hahaha, Ah Xun, don't embarrass your hand that is suitable for holding a scalpel. Come, let me feed you."

"Open your mouth, ah..." He scooped up a spoonful of fragrant porridge, put it on her lips, and coaxed.

This is the first time in this year that they didn't see the haze on Young Master/Yan Shao's face.

He seemed to be a different person, surrounded by a factor called pleasure.

Zhou Qi even suddenly remembered that when Yan Shao took a nap at noon, he was not awakened suddenly, nor did he talk in sleep.

Is that tonight...not having nightmares and getting him a good night's sleep?

He hadn't slept well for more than a year, and his body would have been unable to hold on if it hadn't been for various tonics and dietary treatments.

However, he was super curious about the relationship between Miss Lu and Yan Shao. Yan Shao could no longer describe her as special.

He said before that he felt that she was more important than his life, and now it seems that he was right at the time.

It's just... there's obviously a secret between these two too.

Hey? Why does he use it? Is there anyone else?

Who is that?

Why can't he remember, did he remember wrongly, or slipped his tongue?

strangeness!

I felt strange Zhou Qi twice a day, and I always felt that something was very inconsistent, but I couldn't find the problem.

In the end, he thought that it might not be an important matter, and he forgot about it, and he didn't bother him anymore, so he just left it behind.

Raising his mind, he continued to watch Yan Shao and Miss Lu.

He wanted to see if he could find a faster and more effective way to assist the treatment.

It's getting better now, but after all, you have to consider that if Young Master Yan did this because of Ms. Lu, then once Ms. Lu leaves and relapses, wouldn't all previous efforts be for naught?

"Ah Xun, you can't touch the water or move your hands to prevent the wound from opening. I'll wash it for you later."

Yan Yuling put down the spoon after looking for it and shook his head, and said.

Xun Mi, who was eating and digesting on the chair, was choked by his own saliva.

"Cough cough cough...cough cough..."

"What's the matter, come on, drink some water."

Yan Yuling picked up the water cup at hand and carefully fed her, and patted her on the back to help her relieve her cough.

Xun Mi waited until the pain in his throat had passed, then raised his head, and said, "What did you just say?"

Help her wash? Is that what she thinks?

Yan Yuling repeated it frankly, fearing that she still didn't understand, so she explained further.

"Look, you need toothpaste, a toothbrush, and water glasses to brush your teeth, and you need a towel to wash your face, let alone take a shower."

"Your hands are inconvenient. Doing this will easily open the wound. As the person who caused you to be injured, I should help you."

He definitely didn't think much about it, he was simply worried about her wound.

But Xun Mi doesn't believe his motive at all, because he has too many criminal records, so he can't believe it.

However, her resistance was doomed to be useless, because what Yan Yuling said was the truth.

It's not that I don't want to use Da Huan Dan to wash the marrow pills to restore the wounds, but this body is really poor.

Dahuandan and Xisuidan are too powerful, and they can only be used as a tonic.

The effect is definitely there, slowly, at least one or two months.

So during this period, she probably hasn't taken care of her body yet, her hands will be healed first o(╯□╰)o

Naturally, she didn't want to get her hand hurt again, so she had no choice but to accept Yan Yuling's proposal.

"Dad, who is this Miss Lu?" Zhou Qi and the other two left, quietly asking Uncle Zhou who was cleaning up the dishes.

Uncle Zhou looked up at the second floor and sighed.

"If I'm not mistaken, Miss Lu should be the young master's ex-wife. Because of some things, the two got divorced."

"Uh(⊙o⊙)...Guess? Dad, haven't you seen it?" Zhou Qi was surprised.

"Well, the young master protected the young mistress very well, the internal turmoil in the Yan family... hey."

Uncle Zhou turned around and went into the kitchen with the bowls and plates in his hand. He didn't say much because he didn't know much.

Zhou Qi rubbed his chin, there must be something wrong, maybe if he found this problem, Yan Shao's condition might be cured.

'Dididi...' Just thinking about it, the phone rang.

"Hey?"

After listening to the words over there, Zhou Qi nodded: "Okay, I'll take it right away."

"Dad, look at Young Master Yan, the medicine I ordered has arrived, I'll go get it."

Hanging up the phone, he said loudly towards the kitchen, grabbed the coat on the chair next to him, and walked outside.

This batch of medicine was obtained by his tutor abroad, and it has a very good calming effect.

The previous batches of medicine didn't work very well. Although I didn't talk nonsense during the day after taking it, I said that Wang Yu was coming, and he was smiling at me and so on.

But it still didn't get better at night, but it felt like it was getting worse.

I hope this batch of medicine will be effective, otherwise he will wonder if the medicine is not working.

After checking, I was sure it was what he wanted, but the quantity was less than what he ordered.

Thinking of what my instructor said at the time, this batch of medicine is in short supply, and it is uncertain how much I can get.

Let go of your doubts, and go back early to try the effect for Yan Shao. The car quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The person who was standing in the dark and watching, immediately took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and reported in a low voice.