Sweet Noble Heir

Besides, it is a ghost who has just died.

Qi Qingxing intended to appease her, and never wanted to be pacified by her in turn. But this feeling was not bad. His heart was soft and sweet. He should have a sound and held the wrist of Jiang evening white without releasing it.

Jiang evening white thought he pulled himself may have a more sense of security, so he did not earn to leave, let him pull himself here, eyes re - fell at the door of the room.

"Who are you? What are you doing? " Standing at the door is a half-large young man, dressed in a white single dress, the body looks thin, his face is dead white and white. At present, it is a piece of black and blue, which is very frightening.

If you can hear him gasping, you should think he is a ghost.

It's no wonder the Taoist priest was frightened.

"Chin'er..." When the young woman saw the young, she seemed to cry again. She wanted to approach the young man, but she moved her steps. The young woman was frightened to stand in place again.

"Long way!" The young woman, like finding the straw for her life, rushed to the old way and cried, "you help my son!"! As long as the Taoist priest can save my son, we can do anything! "

There was a silent man standing beside the young woman. The man was the son of the doctor she married. From Qi Qingxing and others, he had not heard him speak.

At this time, the head of the road said: "our family has opened a medical school these years, which is also a lot of people saved. Our husband and wife have never done bad things in their lives. If there is any retribution, we should not repay to my son, ask the Taoist priest to help my son!"

Li family others also made a voice, asking the old way to save the young. What the words mean is that as long as they can save the young, they will thank them again.

And in this chaos, a clear voice suddenly sounded: "can I see your hand?"

All of us found that the two men who came in with the Taoist priest had come to the young man when they were afraid to approach the door. The words just now were said by Jiang evening white to the young man.

Although it means to ask, at the time of the exit of this sentence, Jiang evening white has reached out his hand to the right hand of the young man hanging on the side of his body.

The young man shrunk with vigilance. The hand that Jiang later white extended out grabbed a void. However, a hand bigger than her hand held the young's wrist, but it was probably the boy struggling very violently. In Qi Qingxing, he grabbed his wrist and lifted it to the white side of the river later, and the boy threw off Qi Qingxing's hand and suddenly carried his hand back to his back.

The young woman also saw this scene, although she was afraid of her son, she screamed, "what are you doing?"

"Nothing, just see that he has something on his hand, do not know whether it is a wound or what, want to see." Jiang evening white holds Qi Qingxing's hand, turns to the woman and laughs.

The woman heard that it was a wound and so on, and she could not care about the things Jiang evening white and Qi Qingxing did, and looked at the young man nervously.

Want to go up, but also afraid to stop in place, can only barely pull out a smile, toward the young said: "Chin son, where are you injured? Can you show my mother

"OK." The young man asked for a voice, and wanted to approach the woman, but looked at the old way outside the door with fear again. He said, "mother, who are they? I'm so scared... "