Chapter 1411： Song Shi

This product will occasionally be literary, but it will be corrected soon, and nothing will happen.

After the director of Miao, he went to Haicheng and made a 24-hour operation. After returning, he did not see depression and pessimism.

It was such a rough cargo, only knowing that the working dog Su Yun had a few words in his heart.

"At that time, under the stars, I felt the infinite vastness of the universe. Compared with the universe, the Milky Way is very small. Compared with the Milky Way, the Earth is not worth mentioning. And we will feel the heart of the earth and it is worthless. mention."

"Later later," Su Yun continued to ask.

"Ning Shu said that I hope that the Iraqis will grow up happily and become old."

"That's not very good," Su Yun is surprised.

"But I thought about it later, but also to go to work, see a doctor, do surgery, cure the disease and save people. Take time to sleep, pull this dry." Zheng Ren smiled.

"" Su Yun's sake was almost not sprayed out.

There is no romantic cell in this product, and I guess it is correct.

"Zheng boss, what you said is." Qin Tang maintains an elegant manner, slightly decapitated, saying "we are small individuals, for the whole"

"Qin Tang, don't talk nonsense, he is complaining." Su Yun laughed. "Let him go to research, can't hear the sound of the emergency department flat car, just 1 week, really 1 week, lying, I am The Sun Thief went to the emergency department."

"" Qin Tang really does not understand why the assistant will remove the boss's desk.

At this time, you shouldn’t be echoing with your voice. If you say a few words that suit your situation, will you be happy and deepen your understanding?

However, looking at the boss of Zheng Renzheng with a smile, it seems that he does not care, Qin Tang feels that these two people are wonderful people.

As for the strong man, a murderous, even if he tried his best to be docile, Qin Tang can still easily perceive it.

These people are very interesting and hope that their skills are as big as they can extend their lives for a few years.

Qin Tang looked at the three people in the car and thought of it silently.

Xiangjiang, Qinjia Banshan Mansion.

Song Mozhen wore a loose black long coat and raised his abdomen. He looked pregnant and should have 34 weeks and 35 weeks.

Only her body seems to be weak and short of breath. Even with slow walking, there are still signs of physical exhaustion.

"Song Shi, you take a break" Qin's old housekeeper is very polite to Song Mozhen, although the age difference is at least 40 years old, but he still holds the etiquette of the next person.

The homeowners of each generation of Song family are honored as Song masters.

Although Song Mozhen is still a young woman, she is still a third-generation Song teacher after she married.

This is a heritage.

"You are polite." Song Mozhen tried to breathe a few breaths. "There are still a few steps. After reading it, Mr. Qin is in a hurry. This is a drag."

Listening to her talking about Mr. Qin, the old housekeeper did not speak, and he was full of sadness.

After another quarter of an hour, the old housekeeper returned to the mansion with Song Mozhen and a female disciple behind her.

"Song Shi, do you have any questions?"

"From the perspective of feng shui, there is no problem at all." Song Mozhen is also very confused. "There have been no changes in the few means that Mr. Qin had set up in the past. The Tibetan wind has gathered, the gas has not changed, it is not a matter of feng shui. ""

This is no way, the old butler is desperate.

"I gave Mr. Qin the old man a slap, maybe it was a hit. After the robbery, the cloud opened and scattered, and then continued for ten years." Song Mozhen coughed a few times, hoarse voice, airway 痉挛The signs are extremely obvious.

Pregnancy seems to be a very heavy burden for her, and even breathing becomes difficult.

Perhaps the activity is too intense, perhaps because of hypoxia. Song Mozhen’s hands on the outside suddenly gave birth to a few red spots, the size of the copper coins, and the bright color.

When the old housekeeper saw the situation was wrong, he immediately said, "Song Shi, you don't matter."

"It doesn't matter." Song Mozhen slowly closed his eyes and breathed hard.

It seems that even the normal breathing has become extremely extravagant. At the same time, the erythema on her hand has become more and more obvious, even slightly bulging, as if there are several copper coins in the body to emerge.

"Master." The female disciple behind Song Mozhen whispered.

Song Mozhen shook his head and finally held his teeth.

The living room of the mansion was extremely empty. At this time, the night was quiet, and only Song Mo's heavy breathing sounded in the living room.

The sound is not uniform, as if her airway has turned seventeen or eight bends, and what is eccentric in it is going to break out.

The old housekeeper was worried, but hesitated. The hand of the dead tree roots shook slightly, but it did not move.

After more than ten minutes, Song Mozhen only slowly improved.

Breathing is smooth, and the whole person recovers quickly, as if the abnormalities in her body have been suppressed.

"Song Shi, I didn't expect your illness to be so heavy." The old housekeeper sighed.

"If it weren't for the body, I should have come to Mr. Qin's business." Song Moxi sighed and said softly.

After that time, her state was a little better. At the very least, the symptoms of airway sputum eased a lot, and the red mark on the copper coins was lighter.

"This is no way, please ask the Song Master to help each other." The old housekeeper trembled and stood up, a deep glance.

Song Mozhen also did not hide, polite, as if all this should be.

Later, Song Mozhen raised his hand, and the disciple behind her took out the same quaint box, solemnly put it on the table, and then retired.

In the empty living room, it is more and more empty.

"The singer, with Bo-Yu Tongji. The singer, with difficulty in condensing. The father of the year, the sorrow, I have a robbery in recent days, so the road broke, to resolve the disaster and the morale." Song Moxi sighed, Reach out.

The erythema on the hands of the copper coins faded slightly, and her hands still trembled.

At about the time of a fragrant incense, Song Mozhen’s hand trembled more and more But she just looked at a few pieces of Sheng Song Tongbao on the table, and she sighed with a sigh of relief. This is what it should be."

Listening to Song Mozhen, the old butler's tight body relaxed. For a moment, it is a lot older.

"It’s just that the scorn is faintly related to me, quirks."

"Song Shi, you have broken the life and death, there is already"

Song Mozhen waved his hand and said, "Go to the hospital, I have to guard Mr. Qin."

"You" old butler, "your body"

"No problem." Song Mozhen said, "Life and death, who can be broken. This matter is of great importance, can not be ignored."

"Okay, I will arrange it." The old butler immediately said obediently.

Song Mozhen looked at the Sheng Song Tongbao on the table, hesitating, and the hands that had been hidden in the left sleeve were constantly calculated.

It does have something to do with herself, but in the end, she can't see through.