Chapter 491
Thinking of my sister wholeheartedly, at a moment of life and death crisis, even disrega
Chapter 491 Thinking of my sister wholeheartedly, at a moment of life and death crisis, even disregarding my own life
"No wonder Cheng'er likes her so much."
Xuanyuan Qing felt sour and felt a little uncomfortable: "I think about my sister wholeheartedly. At the moment of life and death crisis, I don't even care about my own life."
"You are here again."
Lin Jinyun glanced at his beloved wife, and joked with a smile: "If he doesn't even have the guts to sacrifice his life to save others, you should really cry, a coward, how can he be worthy of Lin Jiaerlang throwing his head and spilling blood , the glory passed down by the ancestors of the past generations who sacrificed their lives for the country."
"Hmph, you don't seem to be worried."
Xuanyuan Qing heard his solemn expression not pleasing to the ears, raised her eyebrows arrogantly, and did not expose the embarrassment of her old background in front of outsiders: "When I heard the news that Cheng'er was injured, she ran faster than a rabbit. It's not because of your wife that someone stopped you, and you've long since disappeared."
"Cough cough."
Lin Jinyun blushed, glanced at Musi, covered her mouth and coughed.
When Mu Si heard the word rabbit, the corners of her mouth could not help but twitch, then she glanced away, pretending she didn't hear anything.
The couple were joking and joking, and did not shy away from outsiders, so the two people in the drug house naturally heard their voices.
Mu Ji's pretty eyebrows frowned slightly, feeling a little jealous towards Mrs. Zhen Guogong.
Ye Xiuyan, on the other hand, focused all her attention on Lord Zheng Lin Jinyun, and from her conversation with his wife, she could hear the obvious intention of protecting her.
Lin Jiaerlang? !
Very representative title.
In Fengqi Kingdom, it is a symbol of respect and glory.
Brother Lin's grandfather, like his father, was a man who could distinguish right from wrong, had a warm heart, and was trustworthy.
*
"Junior Brother, Lin Shizi's relatives have come to see him."
Mu Si led the two distinguished guests through the bamboo grove and came to the medicine house. Seeing that the younger brother was already waiting in the small courtyard, her eyes lit up, she pushed open the fence door, and walked in first.
"The distinguished guest is here, please forgive me for not being able to welcome you far away."
Mu Ji looked at the two people who came after him, gracefully and calmly, and handed over a series.
"The genius doctor is welcome."
Lin Jinyun was gentle and pleasant, his eyebrows and eyes lost a bit of the majesty of the superiors, and a bit more of the amiability of the elders towards the younger ones.
"The prince is in the house."
Mu Moxibustion stretched out his hand to ask: "The injury is all right now, and you can recover after a month of meditation."
Lin Jinyun handed over a series, and sincerely thanked: "Thank you, the genius doctor, for saving me."
"The one who saves the world is not the one below, but"
Mu Moxibustion paused, thought for a while, and called Ye Xiuyan "little sister" in front of outsiders.
"Miss Ye is talented and intelligent, and her medical skills are extraordinary. She is worthy of being the junior sister of a genius doctor."
Lin Jinyun was very thoughtful and didn't care about his small thoughts, so he answered without any leaks.
"Duke Zhen praised it absurdly."
Ye Xiuyan saluted through the window, and greeted politely: "Xiuyan's medical skills are mediocre, and she can't be called extraordinary."
"Hahaha."
Lin Jinyun looked at the calm and gentle girl dressed in Tsing Yi, her eyes flickered, and she meant something: "Miss Ye is too modest. The thousand-faced poison doctor's medical skills are not comparable to ordinary people."
"Please come face-to-face with Zhen Guokilometer."
Ye Xiuyan had a delicate mind, she could hear the deep meaning behind his words, she no longer deliberately concealed her identity, and extended her hand to invite her.
"Cheng'er."
Xuanyuan Qing was concerned about her grandson, and couldn't wait for her husband to respond, so she stepped across the threshold and rushed to the bamboo bed.
Lin Jingcheng was lying quietly on the bed, his chest was covered with bandages, his two thin lips were bloodless white, and his face had a brittle luster, making everyone feel distressed.
(End of this chapter)
"No wonder Cheng'er likes her so much."
Xuanyuan Qing felt sour and felt a little uncomfortable: "I think about my sister wholeheartedly. At the moment of life and death crisis, I don't even care about my own life."
"You are here again."
Lin Jinyun glanced at his beloved wife, and joked with a smile: "If he doesn't even have the guts to sacrifice his life to save others, you should really cry, a coward, how can he be worthy of Lin Jiaerlang throwing his head and spilling blood , the glory passed down by the ancestors of the past generations who sacrificed their lives for the country."
"Hmph, you don't seem to be worried."
Xuanyuan Qing heard his solemn expression not pleasing to the ears, raised her eyebrows arrogantly, and did not expose the embarrassment of her old background in front of outsiders: "When I heard the news that Cheng'er was injured, she ran faster than a rabbit. It's not because of your wife that someone stopped you, and you've long since disappeared."
"Cough cough."
Lin Jinyun blushed, glanced at Musi, covered her mouth and coughed.
When Mu Si heard the word rabbit, the corners of her mouth could not help but twitch, then she glanced away, pretending she didn't hear anything.
The couple were joking and joking, and did not shy away from outsiders, so the two people in the drug house naturally heard their voices.
Mu Ji's pretty eyebrows frowned slightly, feeling a little jealous towards Mrs. Zhen Guogong.
Ye Xiuyan, on the other hand, focused all her attention on Lord Zheng Lin Jinyun, and from her conversation with his wife, she could hear the obvious intention of protecting her.
Lin Jiaerlang? !
Very representative title.
In Fengqi Kingdom, it is a symbol of respect and glory.
Brother Lin's grandfather, like his father, was a man who could distinguish right from wrong, had a warm heart, and was trustworthy.
*
"Junior Brother, Lin Shizi's relatives have come to see him."
Mu Si led the two distinguished guests through the bamboo grove and came to the medicine house. Seeing that the younger brother was already waiting in the small courtyard, her eyes lit up, she pushed open the fence door, and walked in first.
"The distinguished guest is here, please forgive me for not being able to welcome you far away."
Mu Ji looked at the two people who came after him, gracefully and calmly, and handed over a series.
"The genius doctor is welcome."
Lin Jinyun was gentle and pleasant, his eyebrows and eyes lost a bit of the majesty of the superiors, and a bit more of the amiability of the elders towards the younger ones.
"The prince is in the house."
Mu Moxibustion stretched out his hand to ask: "The injury is all right now, and you can recover after a month of meditation."
Lin Jinyun handed over a series, and sincerely thanked: "Thank you, the genius doctor, for saving me."
"The one who saves the world is not the one below, but"
Mu Moxibustion paused, thought for a while, and called Ye Xiuyan "little sister" in front of outsiders.
"Miss Ye is talented and intelligent, and her medical skills are extraordinary. She is worthy of being the junior sister of a genius doctor."
Lin Jinyun was very thoughtful and didn't care about his small thoughts, so he answered without any leaks.
"Duke Zhen praised it absurdly."
Ye Xiuyan saluted through the window, and greeted politely: "Xiuyan's medical skills are mediocre, and she can't be called extraordinary."
"Hahaha."
Lin Jinyun looked at the calm and gentle girl dressed in Tsing Yi, her eyes flickered, and she meant something: "Miss Ye is too modest. The thousand-faced poison doctor's medical skills are not comparable to ordinary people."
"Please come face-to-face with Zhen Guokilometer."
Ye Xiuyan had a delicate mind, she could hear the deep meaning behind his words, she no longer deliberately concealed her identity, and extended her hand to invite her.
"Cheng'er."
Xuanyuan Qing was concerned about her grandson, and couldn't wait for her husband to respond, so she stepped across the threshold and rushed to the bamboo bed.
Lin Jingcheng was lying quietly on the bed, his chest was covered with bandages, his two thin lips were bloodless white, and his face had a brittle luster, making everyone feel distressed.
(End of this chapter)