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Moshanghua looked up and looked at the two people, and after sinking for a moment, they whispered. "These thirteenth priests have previously mourned for me. First, I brought the doctor to personally criticize me. Sending medicine, the second time is really treating each other, I am only ignoring his weakness, and he has a little pity for him."

Qin Lin Qin Ya is silently looking at each other. If there is no doubt about the stranger, there is no question.

"Let's go first, I am tired." The stranger took the eyelids and walked up to the side of the room.

"Yes."

When the two men retired, the flowers on the street also entered the inner room, but she was lying on the couch and had not slept for a long time.

......

Into the night.

Moss spent a change of clothes, escaped from the inspection of the guards, the vigil of the vigil, quietly sneaked into the East Hospital.

Here is the temporary residence of Yu Xuan in Fuzhong.

Moss spent a lap in the house, and then slowed down and walked quietly toward the person on the couch.

Her footsteps were light and she fell to the ground without aloud.

Therefore, there was no sound of a half-sound on the ground until the bed was reached, and the Xuan Xuan on the couch was not noticed.

On the stranger, the flowers were carefully picked up, and the moonlight swept up and down the porch, and then the light fell on the slim wrist outside his quilt.

She crouched down and probed her hand in the wrist of Xuan Xuan, feeling the beat of her pulse.

The fingertips in the wrists were slightly cool, and Xuan Xuan breathed slightly, and the eyelashes trembled, but they never opened their eyes.

The flowers on the street have always fallen between his veins, and have not been released.

According to this pulse, Yan Xuan should be the symptoms that have fallen from the time of birth, and these days have been affected by the cold, which has caused this perennial ills. This is the case.

However, he has only been cuddling in these few days. He did not let Yubei City send a doctor. I want to come to the habit of this disease. It will be like this.

Speaking of it, he is also pitiful. He was born with such a disease.

Yubei City stands in the corner of the house, and gathers the atmosphere of the whole body. It quietly looks at the coveted inside the house and gives it to the flowers of the Xuan Xuan, and the deep darkness of the ink is slowly rising. The color, and a very unpleasant color, the palm slowly tightened.

Suddenly, the grip of the palm of the city in the north of the city suddenly loosened, and the heart was shocked. When did he start to be unhappy with these things?

Thinking this way, the north of the city is unpredictable, the mysterious and unpredictable, the ink color is surging.

The flowers in the house were unrecognizable. She looked at the closed-eyed Xuan Xuan, and she sighed in her heart. She never thought, she just took her hand away, and Xuan Xuan opened her eyes and held her hands together. Sit up and look at her calmly, the complexion is complicated.

There was no accident in the stranger. The silence was with him for a long time, and the lips were opened, but I didn’t know what to say.

After a long period of indulging, I heard her very vocal words. "Your illness is not serious. I have also seen the prescriptions you have taken before. There is nothing wrong with it. If you want to let the old symptoms disappear, I have to follow my prescription, I wonder if you can?"

Xuan Xuan did not speak, only holding a pair of clear and gentle eyes, her lips gazing at her, her face changing constantly, strange, doubtful, distressed, all kinds of emotions intertwined into a group, more complicated and difficult to say.