Chapter 541 Excited

Seeing the blood-stained man on the sofa, Hua Zhonghua's eyes lit up and she woke up completely. Then she said: "Go get the guy from behind the car and find a bright room. I said Xiaoyu, you Have you finally found someone to help you fight?!"

"Oh." After glaring at him, Ling Qingyu responded and walked out the door, opened the trunk of the car that rushed to the gate, and went to pick up the two large silver boxes.

Good weight! Ling Qingyu sighed inwardly after lifting it. No matter how hard he tried, Yan San had already lifted the box and walked towards the room.

"You, carry him up to the room on the left above." Hua Zhonghua pointed at Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao picked up Ye Po and followed him to the room upstairs. Yan San also followed behind with a box.

Hua Dong grabbed Ling Qingyu who was walking by her, pointed at the men standing on the stairs on the second floor, raised his head and opened his mouth, and asked, "What's going on?"

"Speak slowly when you have time. Save people first." Ling Qingyu held his forehead and said.

"Is the story long?" Hua Dong looked at her sideways and asked.

"It's not short." Ling Qingyu sighed, and then said: "Huadong, let's get something to eat."

"Are you kidding? You asked me to get food?" Hua Dong screamed in shock.

"Master, let me do it." Sum said as he came down from upstairs.

"Master?!" Hua Dong pointed at Sumu in surprise and said, "When did you start playing with this?"

"Let's talk later, um, help me teach him how to use the kitchen utensils." With his ears flushed, Ling Qingyu pushed her to the kitchen with a smile, and then said to Sum and Ying Shisan who were following behind. : "The tools here are different. Just ask this sister."

"Ling Qingyu!" Waving to the furious Hua Dong, Ling Qingyu hurried upstairs, ignoring Cheng Jia's smile and Zhao Yinfeng's anger, and rushed directly into the room on the left.

All the lights in the room have been turned on, and Hua Zhonghua has opened the two large boxes. The bright surgical tools inside shine with a cold light under the lights.

"The stabbing was so deep? Who did this cruelty?" Hua Zhonghua asked while cleaning the wound. If it goes an inch deeper, it goes straight into the heart. The wound marks are clean and neat. You can imagine that the opponent must be a cruel and fast master.

"Me as an assistant?" Ling Qingyu smiled faintly, and stood beside him automatically, tearing open a bag of cotton wool.

"Knife." Hua Zhonghua shouted. Seeing Ling Qingyu hurriedly turning over his knife, she rolled her eyes and said, "I said Xiaoyu, what else do you do besides eating?" Then she put it on herself. Gloves picked up the scalpel and said: "Be quiet, don't hinder me, you go out first."

Hua Zhonghua's hands were very fast, turning flowers on Ye Po's wounds. Ling Qingyu gave Ye Po a reassuring look, and then exited the room with Yan San and Yang Zhao.

"Qingyu, go take a shower and change clothes." Yang Zhao held her back again.

"Okay," Ling Qingyu nodded after checking that they had all taken care of it.

Sitting in the bathtub, Ling Qingyu took a long breath and then fell asleep. He came back, not only came back, he actually brought them all back, my God! ! !

"Qingyu..." Yan San opened the bathroom door, squatted beside the bathtub, and said, "Aren't you happy for us to come?"

Ling Qingyu hooked her hand around his neck and said, "How can I be unhappy, Yan San? I can see you alive again. I'm so happy that I almost died."

I don’t know how happy I am to see you alive again, I’m so happy that I feel overwhelmed...

Cheng Jia sat in a chair in the corner of the second floor and looked at the house with interest. It's completely different from there. There are no candles, but the lights are much brighter than candle oil lamps, even brighter than during the day. There is warmth on the floor. The room is very warm even without a brazier. The living room on the first floor is The hollow, two-story transparent glass reflects the waves of Taihu Lake outside. The paintings hanging on the walls are strange, but unexpectedly harmonious. The woman looked completely different from when she died. She was already in her thirties, and her hair was short. It was just her movements, her expression, and her unmistakable aura that made him feel at ease. Come down.

Zhao Yinfeng sat down on the chair next to him and said angrily: "Why are there so many people?"

Yang Zhao, He Li and Meng Su leaned on the railing. They were listening to He Li talk about what happened after his death. They heard that Ling Qingyu overthrew Zhou Dynasty and reestablished a new country in order to avenge him. Yang Zhao lowered his eyes. , hands clenched unconsciously.

Yan Qi and Ying Jiu were with Ye Eleven and talked about what happened next.

"Yan San," Ling Qingyu, who was almost suffocated by the kiss, said after Yan San finally let go, "look, I am thirty-five years old now, ten years older than you."

Yan San chuckled lightly and said, "Then you dislike me?" On the boat, they looked at each other. Among them, the most mature and most suitable ones for Ling Qingyu's current appearance were He Li and Zhao Yinfeng, and then there was Ye Po, he is almost the same as Yang Zhao, Meng Suyan and Seven Shadow Thirteen. The youngest ones are Cheng Jiasum and Ying Jiu. They all tacitly agreed not to look at Ye Shiyi, who could not tell his age at all. He was too outstanding. man.

"How could it be?" Ling Qingyu hugged him and said, "As long as you don't think I'm old, we will live together until we grow old, and we will live to our seventies and eighties. However, this time, I must die before you."

"Fool, how can you bear to do this?" Yan San rubbed her short hair and said with a smile: "Don't worry, just let those who want to leave leave. Anyway, I won't leave. Waiting like this For a long time, I can finally be with you again, Qingyu, no matter what reason you use, even death cannot separate us again."

"Yan San, do you know how much I miss you?" Ling Qingyu sighed softly and said.

"I love you, it's hard to speak." The joyful ringing of the phone came from the bedroom. Ling Qingyu stood up from the bathtub, ran to the bedside and picked up the phone.

"Ling Qingyu, are you still alive?" As soon as the call was connected, a man's angry voice came from inside.

"I'm fine, who are you cursing?" Ling Qingyu's voice suddenly became louder. When he saw Yan San walking out worriedly, he hurriedly signaled that nothing was wrong.

"Hua Dong said you cut your pulse! Are you worth it for that person? I told you that when I settle the matter, I will come back to marry you. Why should you die if you are fine?" The angry voice of the man inside was very loud.

Ling Qingyu glanced at Yan San, then at Yang Zhao and others who had already entered the room. He rubbed his forehead helplessly and said, "Luobotou, let me tell you, first, I didn't cut my pulse. That's great. Secondly, you don't need to come all the way back to marry me, I already have a man."

"Who is crying and telling me that the old woman is lonely?! Who is asking for comfort? It's only been a day, who are you lying to? Just wait for me, don't do stupid things, I will be there tomorrow, that's it." After the man's voice finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"Well," Ling Qingyu, who was stunned for a long time when he saw that the men's faces were not so good, said with a smile, "we didn't know each other yesterday."

"How many men do you have?" Zhao Yinfeng asked sinisterly at the door.

This question was really difficult to answer, so Ling Qingyu could only raise his hand sincerely and said: "There is no one here, really! That was just a close friend, a good friend, and a schoolmate who played sailing together."

"Is it Luobotou's call?" Hua Dong said maliciously downstairs: "Go check his Weibo. He has already announced on it that he finally made up his mind to pursue his first love and favorite."

The man he first fell in love with the most, the man he loves the most, abandoned him and immediately turned around to find a new girlfriend. Now a man who is married for the third time is embarrassed to say this. Ling Qingyu rushed to the stairs and asked: "Hua Dong, please tell me honestly, is it you?" Go to that agitating bastard!”

"It's nothing to do with me, it's just that everyone was discussing and felt that you finally broke away from that scumbag and should celebrate. Then someone mentioned that they wanted to pursue the pursuit again, and then Carrot Tou expressed his position like this." Hua Dong stood with a smile. Downstairs.

"Actually, I think you should have considered something else. Look, my Huahua family is not bad either." Looking at Ling Qingyu, Hua Dong said with a smile on his face.

"I said, Xiaoyu, aren't you cold?" Hua Zhonghua, who was mentioned by name, walked out of the room, pushed up her glasses, and said.

kindness? Only then did Ling Qingyu realize that she had come out of the bathtub without wearing anything. She screamed and ran back into the house again.

Ignoring all those cold gazes, Hua Zhonghua calmly returned to the room, closed the door, and continued the operation.