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A fierce battle lasted about three hours, waiting for Linghai to save linger from them.

Ling'er was so weak that he turned his eyes and fainted completely.

As for how they left the island and returned to Orient International, she did not know.

Just in a daze, she seemed to feel someone running with her in her arms.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw only two tall men beside the bed, quietly guarding there.

"Uncle Chu Han, Minister Ling, why are you all here?" Ling son stretched out his hand to rub his head melon, and subconsciously swept around again.

The walls of the room are all white, and there are still some drops on the bedside table

"How could I be in the hospital?" Fragmentary fragments, gradually back to ling'er's head.

Seeing that she was about to sit up, Linghai strode over and raised her with his big palm. He put the pillow upright and let her lean on it.

"The doctor said you are still too weak. Have a good rest." Looking at her, Linghai's eyes are full of doting.

Ling'er nodded gently: "thank you for your concern."

When she said this, she couldn't help but peek at long Chuhan, who was standing quietly.

He just stood and didn't even look at her. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"How long have I slept?" Looking out of the window again, ling'er looks at Linghai and asks softly.

"It's about ten hours since I brought you back last night." In front of ling'er, Ling Hai is always elegant.

"Then Minister Ling and Mr. long have been here, and never left?" Ling'er bit his own, a little embarrassed.

Thinking of the question he asked himself that day, now facing him, there is always an indescribable feeling.

Linghai nodded, but a face disapproved: "see you OK."

Slow slow, he continued: "the doctor said that as long as you wake up, this bottle of water can be discharged after hanging, I will take you back first."

Ling'er shakes her head if she doesn't want to. Her complicated eyes are still involuntarily thrown at long Chuhan. Looking at Linghai, she says in a hurry.

"No, Minister Ling, I will go back by myself..."

"I'll take her back." Before ling'er could finish, long Chuhan's low voice suddenly rang out.

"Well, Minister Ling, I live not far away from Mr. long."

"Usually, if time permits, Mr. long will give me a ride. You don't have to worry about that."

Long Chuhan has already opened his mouth. How could ling'er miss such a good chance and immediately agree with him.

Although, listen to her say so, Linghai in the heart a little bit uncomfortable, but, he still pursed lips and nodded.

"Well, when you go back, remember to have more rest. If you can't, please take more days off, OK?"

"Well, I will. Thank minister Ling for his concern." Besides this sentence, ling'er really doesn't know what he can say.

"Silly girl, do you need to be so polite between me and you?" Linghai habitually stretched out his big hand and rubbed her long hair, with soft words.

But ling'er is made by his this action two cheeks instantly float on two faint red, with guilty eyes again to long Chuhan cast in the past.

However, long Chuhan still turned his back to them and stood in front of the French window. He didn't seem to notice their current mode of getting along.

"Then you have a rest here for a while, and I'll go through the discharge procedures for you." Linghai Chong ling'er smiles, stands up slowly and turns to leave.