Strongest Worker

Li Qing looked at the dejected appearance of the three good brothers going out, and couldn't help feeling a burst of laughter: "look at the appearance of master Deng, you left a big shadow in his heart."

Remembering the events of those years, Lisa couldn't help a soft message from the corners of her mouth.

It was the first time master Deng met Lisa. At that time, he was shocked and took the initiative to chat up. In the end, naturally, Lisa taught him a hard lesson, which was quite embarrassing. It was not until afterwards that Mr. Deng learned about the ambiguous relationship between lisa'er and Li Qing. Since then, when he saw women close to Li Qing, he hid far away. The carefree prodigal who loved flirting had no courage to approach.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun seemed more and more dizzy. The room was quiet. Lisa sat gently in front of Li Qing's bed and said with a charming smile: "Li, our game in the morning has not been played yet. Do you want to continue?"

Li Qing stared, stared at Lisa's pale crimson cheeks, and couldn't help smiling bitterly: "I beg you, don't tease me. Look at me now. Do you want to kill me?"

"I didn't expect that I could really tempt you." Lisa murmured softly with her small mouth and gently grabbed Li Qing's hand. The charm on her pretty face disappeared instead of a thick reluctance to give up. "I'm leaving tonight. I didn't expect to leave again just after meeting."

Li Qing sighed and subconsciously clenched Lisa's jade hand: "stay with me for a while."

"HMM." Lisa nodded gently, then leaned down, put her cheek close to Li Qing's chest, held her breath and quietly listened to his heartbeat.

"What did you hear?" Li Qing asked with a smile.

Lisa blinked her beautiful eyes and asked, "what do you say?"

Li Qing was silent for a while, then whispered, "I should be reluctant to give up."

Lisa suddenly raised her head and kissed Li Qing on the corner of her lips: "Li, you rarely treat me so gently."

Li Qing stared at the pretty red lips close at hand and couldn't help printing them gently.

A long kiss lingers wantonly, and only two people know the beauty of it.

Three hours later, Lisa and Li Qing were reluctant to say goodbye and boarded the plane back to Italy.

Li Qing looked at the ward that had been completely silent in the dark, and a knowing smile slowly rose from the corners of her mouth. Although there is less breathing of another person around him at the moment, Li Qing believes that the two still have a time to meet. Lisa's identity and background can't be an obstacle to their two being together.

Half a month later.

Li Qing can get out of bed and do what he can. Although the injury is very serious, Li Qing's recovery ability is also quite amazing.

Within these 15 days, the external winds and waves gradually subsided, and the whole port fell into silence again. As if everything had never happened before. People still go shopping as if nothing had happened, shopping, still unstoppable disputes, crimes, everything is the same as usual.

From the ward came a beautiful voice like a lark singing.

"The attack on Li's coastal manor has been identified as a violent attack against the port. We firmly condemn this act and will take strong measures against western evil organizations to maintain the long-term stability of the port and the safety of people's lives and property."

"Change one, change one. How long ago was this newspaper?" Li Qing said.

In response, Lin Qiuqiu picked out another one from the thick stack of newspapers and read it softly: "according to the latest news, it has been found out that there is no intersection between the Li family and Western evil organizations. This is a premeditated and organized retaliatory attack against the" going global "strategy of port economy..."

"Change another one. It's obviously bullshit. Don't listen." Li Qing shouted carelessly.

Lin Qiuqiu looked up at Li Qing, and then pulled out a newspaper from below: "the exclusive news of this newspaper has been clarified by the Li family. Li Qing, the eldest son of the Li family who has been missing for many years, has not returned to Lingang. So far, the Li family has not received any reliable information about Li Qing."

"Hahaha, I want to cover up. It's boring. Change it."

After sipping her mouth, Lin Qiuqiu turned the newspaper over, and her voice was still clear: "our exclusive news, mu rouer was drunk late at night and suspected of emotional problems."

Li Qing's face changed: "change it."

Lin Qiuqiu silently changed one: "Li Xian, the eldest and youngest of the Li family, was forced to wander on the sea for three days. When the rescue workers arrived, their bodies were seriously dehydrated."

"Boring, change another one." Li Qing said lazily. She leaned back against the head of the bed and looked at Lin Qiuqiu's beautiful side face with a smile.

Finally impatient, Lin Qiuqiu directly threw the newspaper on the bed, leaned in front of Li Qing, pulled down half a bottle of iced fruit juice in his mouth, and shouted angrily: "you don't have long eyes. You have to read the newspaper yourself. Miss Ben won't serve you!"

"Yo, beauty Lin said she would take care of me until she was discharged from the hospital. She was impatient so soon?" Li Qing smiled and stared at Lin Qiuqiu's delicate cheek and asked with some tiredness.

"It's not as hard to serve as you. Anyway, I don't care who I like to sue. After reading the newspaper for you for a long time, Lin Qiuqiu's voice became hoarse." Lin Qiuqiu angrily took a sip of juice, turned his big eyes and directly played a rogue.

With a smile, Li Qing reached out and gently hooked Lin Qiuqiu's thin fragrant shoulder: "tell you something."

"You have something to say, don't move for me." Lin Qiuqiu gave a warning and moved to one side warily.

Li Qing could hardly cry or laugh. She simply loosened Lin Qiuqiu and began to take off her sick clothes.

Lin Qiuqiu looked at his little face and instantly turned red. He quickly stood up from bed: "Li Qing, I warn you, don't play hooligans."

"I really..." Li Qing smiled bitterly. "Why do you always think I'm so dirty? I really have something to tell you."

"Then you just say, hug me and untie your clothes. No one has to think crooked." Lin Qiuqiu gently skimmed her mouth.

Li Qing untied the top three buttons of the patient's clothes, pointed to his scarred chest, and said with a positive face: "Qiuqiu, help me find a way to get rid of these scars."

Lin Qiuqiu looked at Li Qing in amazement. After a moment, he finally understood his intention.

After a moment of silence, Lin Qiuqiu nodded gently: "the medical technology is very developed now. Laser treatment should be able to cover up these scars. I can help you find the best doctor and keep it a secret."

"Thank you." Li Qing nodded. "One more thing, I know it may not be good for you."

Lin Qiuqiu sat down by the bed again: "it doesn't matter, you say it."

His face hesitated for a moment. Li Qingcai said again, "I have one of these two patterns, so I hope to keep a backup for you in case of need. Of course, helping me keep this thing also means risk. Qiuqiu, you can choose to refuse, and I won't blame you."

Lin Qiuqiu said angrily, "even if you don't leave the backup here, others will think of me for the first time, won't they?"

After a slight delay, Li Qing nodded awkwardly, "you're right. I'm beginning to worry about my safety now."

With an indifferent smile, Lin Qiuqiu stood up and said, "let me help you arrange the treatment of the doctor first, because this matter should be absolutely confidential, so there may be some trouble. You have to wait patiently for a few days."

"HMM." Li Qing nodded, then watched Lin Qiuqiu turn and walk out of the ward.

Li Qing was left alone in the empty ward. Without the company of beauty Lin, she felt bored. She picked up the newspaper and turned a few pages casually. It was also some meaningless news.

Looking out of the window, Li Qingnian remembered that he had not gone out for some days. He simply fastened the button again and sneaked out of the ward while no one was watching.

The nearby area is Qian Liming's manor. It covers a large area with green grass and sunny weather. Li Qing wandered all the way and felt much better.

Walking on the road, Li Qing suddenly had a meal at her feet and saw a familiar figure on the lawn in the distance. It was Feng Yucheng.

This is the first time Li Qing has seen Feng Yucheng since she was unconscious in the plantation last time. At this time, Feng Yucheng was holding his hands on the grass and half leaning back against the sun. He was still bandaged on his head. Although he still looked embarrassed, he looked much better.

After thinking about it, Li Qing went over and patted Feng Yucheng on the shoulder, then sat down beside him and asked with a smile, "how's it going? Is it better?"

Feng Yucheng nodded gently, still with a simple and honest look on his face, and then looked at Li Qing: "listen to master Deng, you have always been accompanied by beautiful women. It looks like you eat meat all day, and your recovery seems to be faster than me."

Li Qing smiled and thumped on Feng Yucheng's shoulder angrily: "how can your mouth become so obscene now?"

The two people laughed together. After a while, Feng Yucheng's smile gradually converged, and his face suddenly became dignified.

After a long silence, Feng Yucheng said again, "I didn't expect to be saved by him in the end."

Sipping her lips, Li Qing stared at the distance and asked casually, "when you started, was she pregnant with Yang Xun's child?"

Feng Yucheng turned his head to look at Li Qing: "is it still meaningful to say this now?"

(today, there was a big explosion to ask for some monthly tickets. Everyone thought that the steamed stuffed bun was well written. If it was wonderful enough, they would give monthly tickets and reward support. If not, they would give flowers and comments. At least let friends who haven't read the book know that the book is wonderful. Please do me a favor!)

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