Chapter 844 Jiang Qiuqiu has a literary fan

  On the other side of Q3, at the door of the factory, the dragon is gradually dissipating.

  Long hours of work caused Jiang Qiuqiu’s lips to flush unnaturally.

  The color opposite to the lips is a slightly pale face.

  She finally slowed down.

  High efficiency means that more mental energy has to be passed in a shorter time, and shortening the rest time means that there is no recovery, and it is necessary to continue to invest in treatment.

  This is a great test for the spiritual healer, but Qiuqiu needs such a test.

  Ting Mo looked at her, feeling her body overflowing with golden light.

  Although she rarely speaks during treatment, no matter what kind of patient she encounters, she will not show strange eyes.

  She faced these people with equal eyes and an ordinary attitude.

  She actually appeared in the posture of the savior, but she never had the air of a savior.

  Everything is just right.

  Respect and affection.

  Thinking well, she wrote a lot of interview posts about Jiang Qiuqiu.

  She decided to go to the mining area slowly. Today, after interviewing the information and expansions here, Sister Xiaoxiao and the others said yesterday that they wanted to catch Jiang Qiuqiu's hot spot.

  The hot spot is now there. She can come here to do sideline interviews, so that she can continue to increase the popularity of Jiang Qiuqiu, and she can also increase some popularity to her own account to prepare for the next step.

  Everything is planned well.

  The sky gradually darkened, and the free clinic on the side of the delicious factory gradually came to an end. The cerebral cortex began to aches, and the spirit sea began to tremble.

  She staggered a bit when she got up. Fortunately, she has become a very strong physical support pillar since she went to the Mecha Individual Department.

  Hee hee, it’s okay.

  At night, it’s relatively cold here, but it’s impossible to leave the team. Everyone has waited for so long. The people in the front line are full of hope, and they will definitely not leave.

  It is unrealistic to send quilts. Xiaoqian always thinks a lot, but in the end, all he can do is just turn on the lights of the factory.

The    light is on, hope it will not go out.

  The robot cleaned up the mess, the staff entered the inner office, Xiaoqian always invited Ting Mo to stay and have dinner before leaving, but the little girl was a little uncomfortable with this... the atmosphere of so many people eating together, she immediately left.

  Finally, only with the enthusiasm of everyone, I took away the seven or eight brown sugar buns that Qiuqiu gave her.

Wow.

  She took the suspension vehicle of the delicious factory and briskly returned to the dormitory.

   Harm, if there were more people like Jiang Qiuqiu in this world, it would be fine.

  In this way, there should be no numbered letter planet, right?

  The bad problem of meeting good people and thinking more about it came again, Ting Mo shook his head, and in the smell of fragrance, took out a brown sugar bun and took a bite.

   hiss.

   Teeth bite open the smooth surface, penetrate into the fluffy and soft inside, take a bite, and the sweet steamed bun opens slightly on the tip of the tongue.

  Chew a few more bites, eat more, the stomach gradually becomes warmer, and a smell of happiness envelopes you.

  All the exhaustion seemed to disappear.

  She paused, then immediately found her camera robot, and took a few ‘portrait photos’ of the brown sugar buns.

  By the way, I wrote a little taste of it on the way back.

  Just today, on this floating car! Classmate Jiang Qiuqiu, there is a little fan with brilliant literary talents!

  She jumped to the dormitory with a happy mood.

  But, opening the door and entering, this atmosphere seems to be wrong.

  (End of this chapter)