Chapter 801 Do You Need Comfort?

Chapter 801 Do You Need Comfort?

Early the next morning, Su Zhenhong, the president of the Medical Union, suddenly announced a news.

Wheeling House Noble School will come to the headquarters of the Medical Union to carry out an extracurricular practice for students in the near future.

This is also the first time that the Medical Union has received a student group. Su Zhenhong seems to attach great importance to it. He specially arranged for five research assistants to set up a reception group, and opened the research room in advance for students to visit.

In the bungalow, Li Qiao was leaning on the sofa, resting her forehead with one hand, flipping through the list of students sent by Su Moshi, her eyes fell on the third row, and she raised her lips and smiled intriguingly.

Shang Yu walked in from outside the hall with his mobile phone in his hands, looked at Li Qiao without squinting, and at the same time said to the phone: "Do as it is, wait for her to notify."

Cheng Mo at the other end seemed to be undecided, and after much deliberation, he tentatively asked: "Master, when will you and your wife come back? Once these news are released, they may jump over the wall in a hurry..."

Cheng Mo looked at the package file on the computer while talking, always feeling that something big was going to happen.

The nobles of the British Empire regard honor as their life, even if it is a scandal that is speculative, it will make the people talk about it.

This spreading effect is enough to destroy any family.

Shang Yu came to Li Qiao with long legs and sat down, pursed his lips, and ordered again in a deep voice, "Just do it."

The man didn't say any more, and put the phone on the coffee table after finishing the call.

He folded his legs, his posture was lazy and leisurely, and his gaze fell on Li Qiao impartially, with playfulness in his eyes.

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, "Cheng Mo?"

Shang Yu pressed the corners of his lips in response.

Li Qiao handed him the list backhandedly, leaned sideways on the back of the chair, and joked softly, "Is he worried that we won't be able to get out of the British Empire?"

"Yeah." Shang Yu raised his head from the list, with a thin smile on his lips, "I'm worried that the other party will jump over the wall in a hurry."

Li Qiao put her elbows on the back of the chair, with a half-smile, "He told you everything?"

The man pinched her chin and shook it, "I don't talk too much. Just do whatever you want, if something happens, I'm still there."

Li Qiao looked at Shang Yu's handsome face without blinking, her eyes flickered, but she smiled and said nothing.

...

In the afternoon, the staff of the whole town were busy preparing for the reception.

Li Qiao walked to the TCM pharmacology room unhurriedly, and as soon as she entered the door, she heard Shang Lu mumbling and complaining, "This separator is too outdated, so why is it called the Medical Alliance?"

The pharmacology room was filled with the strong smell of Chinese herbal medicines. Phytophthora occupied the research bench alone, but the other three Chinese medicine researchers were nowhere to be seen.

The footsteps behind him attracted Shanglu's attention, and he said in English without raising his head and eyes: "Apply for a traditional Chinese medicine nebulizer, medicine sieve, and standard sieve. You don't have any of these things. Those who study Martian Chinese medicine?"

Li Qiao didn't make a sound, but a smile flashed in her eyes.

Shang Lu didn't hear the response, so he frowned and cast his gaze displeasedly. When he saw Li Qiao, he quickly patted off the scraps in his hand and stood up, then took a step back cautiously, "Sister-in-law, what's the matter?"

Li Qiao looked at the experimental table full of various Chinese medicinal materials, raised her chin and signaled, "How is the medicine prepared?"

"It's almost there." Phytophthora grabbed a handful of herbs and crushed them. "Although it can't replace THC, this prescription should relieve the pain of his drug addiction."

After finishing the words, Shang Lu glanced at Li Qiao, opened his mouth halfway, and stopped talking.

"What do you want to say?" Li Qiao leaned against the corner of the table, keeping a safe distance of three steps from him.

Shang Lu curled his lips awkwardly, "It's nothing. It's just... a drug addict, is it necessary to save him at all costs?"

Li Qiao lowered her eyelids, her tone became much lighter, "He's not a drug addict, he was just forced."

Putting down the medicinal herb in his hand, Shang Lu was filled with righteous indignation, "Forced to take drugs? Who is such a grandson?"

Li Qiao was silent for two seconds, then changed the topic: "Don't leave the medical alliance these days, and help me with something."

Shanglu instantly thought of the big Silpey lizard, and readily agreed without saying a word, "No problem, sister-in-law, tell me, what do you need me for?"

"Stay alone."

...

In the evening, the sky began to rain again.

The ground gradually became misty, a black silk umbrella covered the rain curtain, and the people under the umbrella moved slowly among the bungalows.

In the small church ahead, Liu Yun opened the door for him, Yun Li put away his umbrella and walked in, stood still, clenched his fists to his lips and coughed twice, his cheeks became paler and thinner.

He looked up at the cross above the church, walked to the first row and sat down, "Long waiting."

At this time, Shang Yu sat with his legs crossed, holding a rare gold diamond card in his hand, which was the passport of Parma.

The man pursed his thin lips slightly, and handed over a rare gold diamond card, "How do you feel?"

Yun Li took the card hesitantly, touched the lines on it, and said in an exceptionally calm tone, "With you all here, I can't die for the time being."

Shang Yu's slender fingertips lightly tapped on his knees twice, and he bent his lips deeply, "A small setback, as for giving up on yourself?"

"Small setbacks..." Yun Li leaned on the bench, tilted his head back, stared at the painted wall above with his dark eyes, and laughed lightly at himself: "The leader is comforting me?"

Shang Yu took out a cigarette case from his pocket. Recently, because Li Qiao was pregnant, he smoked a lot less.

The man took out a cigarette and pressed the lighter to light it. The curling smoke was accompanied by the sound of rain outside the door, adding a sense of depression for no reason.

Shang Yu asked without answering, "Do you need comfort?"

Yun Li also took a cigarette, and as the smoke overflowed from his thin lips, he closed his eyes, "No need."

Shang Yu raised his eyebrows, looked at the church statue in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Liuyun will escort you back to Palma the day after tomorrow."

"Back to Parma?" Yun Li suddenly looked at the rare gold diamond card in his hand, narrowed his eyes, "Are you together?"

The man tore off the lid of the cigarette case and lit a cigarette, but did not answer the question directly, "Pama's medical condition is not worse than Yingdi's. With the treatment, nothing will happen."

"You have more confidence than me."

Yun Li smiled, put away the rare gold diamond card, and lowered his eyes to cover the sadness in his eyes.

He overheard Xia Siyu calling that day. There was no effective antidote to the poison of the blue-ringed octopus.

Moreover, his nosebleeds have become more and more frequent recently, probably due to a disorder of blood coagulation.

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At the same time, apartments in the wealthy area of ​​Port of London.

He Chen was leaning on the sofa with a full face and puffing, the belt of the nightgown was loosely hung on his waist, and a large honey-colored chest was exposed on his chest.

The door of the bathroom was ajar, and Yin Mo bent over to wash his palms in the sink.

Her face was very cold. After washing her hands three times, she still felt that it was not enough.

He Chen listened to the endless sound of water, twisted out the cigarette butt, and walked over with a trace of displeasure on his handsome face.

The tall man's figure appeared at the door, Yin Mo's expression turned serious, and he staggered away vigilantly.