The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Chapter 750 The Young Lady of the Future Is Calling You

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

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

Lian Feng: "Doctor Xu?"

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

"Doctor Xu, do you want to report to them?"

Xu Lin paused, "This is Master Qin's own choice, and no one can change what he decides."

and……

A light flashed in Xu Lin's eyes, Yan Tao was very mysterious.

Maybe Yantao can solve Master Qin's chill.

*

Right now, upstairs.

Young Master Yan sat by the bed, looking down at the man who was sleeping quietly on the bed.

Qin Zong's usually calm and handsome face looked a little pale and weak at this moment, and his chapped mouth was pursed.

The room was silent, Yan Tao could hear Qin Zong's weak and regular breathing, she moved the chair and moved closer to Qin Zong, "Well, Sleeping Beauty."

Young Master Yan said seriously: "I will kiss you, will you wake up?"

Xiaoqi: With all due respect, master, you are sick.

Of course, it said this to itself silently.

By the way, here is a commemorative photo.

Hee hee hee.

"Um……"

At the moment when Yan Tao was dazzled, Qin Zong's tightly closed eyes trembled violently, a painful moan escaped from the corner of his mouth, and cold sweat suddenly began to profusely drip from his forehead.

Shocked, Yan Tao's heart skipped a beat, "Has the wound recurred?"

She checked again, Qin Zong's wound has just been treated, there is no rupture or inflammation, everything is normal.

Yan Tao Subai's fingers covered Qin Zong's forehead covered in cold sweat, feeling his trembling, and frowned worriedly.

"Cold...so cold..."

Qin Zongjian frowned into Chuan characters, his thin lips trembled, he couldn't help but hug himself with both hands, trying to keep warm.

Yan Tao's index finger and middle finger of his right hand tested the temperature under Qin Zong's nose, "The cold didn't break out."

Qin Zong was haunted by a nightmare.

Yan Tao bent down, grabbed Qin Zong's right hand that was covered in cold sweat, and coaxed him softly, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here."

"It's so cold..."

At this time, Qin Zong was as fragile as a child, his lips were trembling, as if he had been frozen into ice.

Yan Tao stimulated the spiritual energy in her body, and the warm heat poured into Qin Zong's body from her palms. Her hand hurt from being held by Qin Zong, but she still had a smile on her face, "It's okay, I'm here."

The warm current pouring into his body seemed to comfort Qin Zong. Slowly, he calmed down, but his sword eyebrows were still furrowed, as if there were worries lingering in his heart.

Yan Tao sat quietly by the bed and accompanied him until the sound of Qin Zong's sleeping breathing sounded before she let go.

However, Qin Zong still held her tightly with strong strength, as if he was holding some treasure, and he couldn't pull it away no matter what.

Yan Tao touched his stomach with the other hand, um, a little hungry.

"Tao Tao..."

There was a sound so low that no one could hear it, Yan Tao turned his face again, "Zong Zong, what did you just say?"

Xiao Qi: Hee hee hee, yes, yes, the future young lady is calling you Tao Tao.

Young Master Yan didn't bother to talk to it: shut up.

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

The young lady of the future really called you Tao Tao!

Yan Tao is also looking forward to it: Then I will wait.

The young man's beautiful peach blossom eyes stared at the sleeping man, his eyes were scorching, and the eyes seemed to be locked with the light of thousands of stars, dazzling and eye-catching.

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

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

Yantao...! ! !

"water……"

Young Master Yan stood up resignedly, "I know, how could you call my name when you were unconscious, hum!"

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