When it came to the end, Bai Qinyun was a little incoherent, so she almost knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "As long as you let me go, I will give you everything you want."

The two men looked at each other and smiled disdainfully: "You see Lao Tzu as someone who lacks money?"

Probably because she thought she was too loud and noisy, she just stunned her with a knife. At the last moment before Bai Qinyun fainted, there was only one thought in her heart, it was over, she was over.

When she woke up, her limbs were tied to the bed, and the doctor in a white coat and mask stood in front of her with a syringe as thick as a newborn baby's arm in his hand.

Bai Qinyun was terrified and shouted desperately, "Let me go, I'm not sick, I'm not sick!"

The doctor ignored her and continued to adjust the needle.

Bai Qinyun's heart almost jumped out of her throat, her limbs were tied, she couldn't do anything, she could only emphasize with her eyes wide open, and shouted desperately, "I'm not sick! Didn't you hear?"

The doctor finally gave her a look, and swept over with a cold-blooded gaze: "Everyone who comes here says that he is not sick, don't worry, my acupuncture technique is very good, and it won't make you feel pain, just give it a good injection, Get a good night's sleep, and the disease will slowly get better."

Bai Qinyun's voice was almost hoarse: "If you don't let me go, I definitely won't, ah..."

The syringe in the doctor's hand stabbed into the flesh fiercely, Bai Qinyun screamed in pain, doesn't it mean that the technique is very good? Doesn't that mean it doesn't hurt?

Bai Qinyun's aching eyelids became heavier and heavier, and her vision became more and more blurred. Doctors became two, three, four in front of her.

Finally she fell asleep with her head tilted.

*

Qin Zhizhi looked at the man next to him while eating breakfast.

Ye Yuchen saw his eyes that had something to say, raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you want to say?"

Qin Zhizhi smiled and said, "Yuyu, you can see that my health is almost in good shape, can I go out now?"

Ye Yuchen refused without thinking: "No."

Qin Zhizhi: "Why?"

Ye Yuchen: "It hasn't been three months yet."

Qin Zhizhi wanted to cry, so he counted it with his fingers: "Yuyu, you know, I've been in bed for sixty-five days! Sixty-five days, do you know what this concept is?"

Ye Yuchen stopped eating in his hands, raised his head and looked at her seriously: "All ears."

Qin Zhizhi: "I gained ten pounds! Ten pounds! Look at the flesh on my waist and look at my face. Is it round and round like a ball?"

Qiuqiu bit the bun: "Zhizhi, that's cute."

Qin Zhizhi was a little speechless, pointed to his face and asked the child, "It's so round and cute?"

Qiuqiu nodded seriously: "Zhizhi will always be the prettiest and the cutest to me."

Okay.

comforted by the child.

Qin Zhizhi smiled: "Baby, I know you have a sweet mouth, but that can't be the reason why I don't go out."

Yan closed and she looked at the man again: "Yuyu, what do you think?"

Ye Yuchen patted her head and said a little distressed: "I know you are in a hurry at home. If you want to go out, then go out, but you must follow me."

Qin Zhizhi was overjoyed, and was so happy that he almost jumped up: "Yuyu, I love you to death!"

Someone smiled without saying a word, his eyes deep.

An hour later, at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Qin Zhizhi glared at the door, pointed at the door, and glanced at the well-dressed man next to him: "Yuyu, did you bring it to the wrong place, or I didn't go out for two months? Don't you know each other?"