Chapter 750

Xu Lin stood on the edge of the balcony, his eyes flashing slightly.

After a long time, he lowered his head slightly and looked silent.

Lian Feng: "Dr. Xu?"

Xu Lin sighed, turned and left, and Lian Feng stood up,

"Dr. Xu, do you want to report to them?"

Xu Lin stopped, "this is Lord Qin's own choice. No one can change what he decides."

And

There was a flash of light at the bottom of Xu Lin's eyes. Yan Tao was very mysterious.

Maybe Yantao can solve the cold of Lord Qin.

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Now, upstairs.

Young master Yan sat by the bed and looked down at the man sleeping quietly on the bed.

Qin Zong's calm and handsome face looked pale and weak at this time, and his dry mouth pursed.

The room was silent. Yan Tao could hear Qin Zong's weak and regular breathing. She moved her chair and approached Qin Zong, "Oh, sleeping beauty."

Master Yan said solemnly, "can you wake up if I kiss you?"

Xiao Qi: with all due respect, master, you are ill.

Of course, this sentence is said to itself silently.

With the click of a commemorative photo.

Hee hee.

"Well..."

At the moment when Yan Tao shook his mind, Qin Zong's closed eyes trembled violently, the corners of his mouth overflowed with painful groans, and suddenly began to sweat a lot on his forehead.

Yan Tao's heart jumped with surprise, "has the wound recurred?"

She checked again. Qin Zong's wound had just been treated. There was no crack or inflammation. Everything was normal.

Yan Tao's plain white fingers covered Qin Zong's forehead full of cold sweat. He felt his trembling and frowned anxiously.

"Cold... So cold..."

Qin Zong's sword eyebrows wrinkled into Sichuan characters, and his thin lips trembled. He couldn't help hugging himself with his hands and trying to keep warm.

Yan Tao's right index finger and middle finger tried the temperature under Qin Zong's nose, "the cold didn't break out."

Qin Zong was haunted by a nightmare.

Yantao bent down, grabbed Qin Zong's sweaty right hand and coaxed him softly, "it's okay, it's okay, I'm here."

"It's so cold..."

Qin Zong was as weak as a child when he was young, and his lips trembled, as if frozen into ice.

Yan Tao urged the aura in her body, and the warm heat flow poured into Qin Zong from her palm. Her hand was held by Qin Zong and hurt, but her face was still smiling, "it's all right, I have it."

The warm current pouring into Qin Zong's body seemed to comfort him. Slowly, he calmed down, but the sword eyebrows were still tightly wrinkled, as if there were worries lingering in his mind.

Yan Tao sat quietly by the bed with her until Qin Zong's sleeping breathing sounded, and she didn't let go.

However, Qin Zong still held her tightly, with strong strength, as if he were holding some treasure. He couldn't pull it away.

Yan Tao touched his stomach with his other hand. Well, he was a little hungry.

"Tao Tao..."

The voice was so low that almost no one could hear it. Yan Tao turned his face again, "zongzong, did you just speak?"

Xiao Qi: hee hee, yes, yes. The future young lady calls you Tao Tao.

Master Yan is too lazy to answer it: shut up.

Xiao Qi... Yingying, master, how can you not believe me?

The future young lady really called you Tao Tao!

Yan Tao also looked forward to it: I'll wait.

The young man's beautiful peach blossom eyes stared at the sleeping man with bright eyes. The fundus of his eyes seemed to lock the light of thousands of stars, dazzling and dazzling.

Qin Zong's thin lips moved again, and Yan Tao quickly held his breath.

Qin Zong: "water... Water..."

Yantao!!!

"Water..."

Young master Yan stood up and said, "I knew how you could call my name when you were in a coma, hum!"