"The little girl was overwhelmed with worry. She was turbulent when she was young. She was homeless and overworked," the man thought for a while. Not so big."

Life is not long.

Yan Qiutong was silent for a long time, then raised his head, his expression was indisputable: "Uncle Jiang, prescribe the medicine."

The man nodded, wrote down the prescription, and thought for a while: "You have studied pharmacology with me, so you know better. Heart disease needs heart medicine. She has a lot of knots in her heart. Brother Qiu, don't wait until the medicine stone has no cure." It's time...it's too late."

Yan Qiutong remained silent, and when sending the man away: "Uncle Jiang, today's illness..."

"I know."

The door closed, and the apartment returned to silence again.

Back upstairs, Yan Qiutong fed Lian Cheng some warm water, then stared at the void in a daze.

Lian Cheng always felt that he had done something wrong in his sleep, but it was really uncomfortable, he couldn't think of anything, his stomach was burning, and it seemed to be cold, his mouth was very dry, and there was rain, but it was not right. The outside world knows nothing.

Oh, by the way, she seemed to vomit, and then there was a big block of ice next to her, and she turned on the air conditioner directly, it was really uncute, the winter in the north was already very cold, why didn't this person open it for her? Heating?

I also felt that my clothes were being taken off, and I wanted to struggle and shout for molestation, but everything on my body was heavy and I couldn't break free.

It wasn't until he was put in the bathtub that he felt more comfortable, and he barely forgave the man's ungentleness.

Someone was stroking the scar on her back and asked her softly, "Does it hurt?"

Why do I want to cry so much?

How can it not hurt?

At that time, when the vase was thrown at her, she was almost afraid to death, not only afraid, but also the humiliation of being watched by too many people, even at that time, even Guoqiang asked her to protect that man, in order to make that man move, Because of the unwarranted touch, there will always be more than a dozen scars on her back.

The misery of living under the fence is not seen as a human being.

But who is this sympathetic tone?

Tilt?

Or Yun Qi?

The little girl finally returned to her normal body temperature, Yan Qiutong finally let go of her hanging heart, and then she had other thoughts. She glanced at her phone, and Jiang Xuan called him in the middle of the night, and there were still three.

After thinking about it, Yan Qiutong took the phone out of the bedroom and called back: "Jiang Xuan?"

"Brother Qiu," the two of them are friends in private, so they don't have so many taboos, Jiang Yu was very sleepy, "Why did you wake up so early?"

"Call me in the middle of the night, what's the matter?" Yan Qiutong played with the cigar in his hand and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's Lian Cheng." When it came to the business, Jiang Xuan became sober and thought for a while, "Brother Qiu, I still haven't found anything about Lian Cheng before he came to Lian's house."

Yan Qiutong was not surprised, and rubbed his dry eyes: "I thought of it."

"But... Brother Qiu..." Jiang Xuan thought about Yan Qiutong's attitude towards Lian Cheng, and hesitated for a while, not knowing whether to say it or not.

"Say." It's rare to see Jiang Xuan hesitate, Yan Qiutong frowned, intuiting that what Jiang Xuan would say next might make him make a decision that he had hesitated for a long time.

Jiang Xuan said very cautiously: "Brother Qiu, do you know who erased all the traces about Miss Lian?"

"...you say." With a feeling in his heart, Yan Qiutong's heart sank again and again, he closed his eyes, and opened his mouth.

"It's Ms. Lian herself." Jiang Xuan knew that her friend must have already guessed it, but she just didn't want to say it herself.

When did Jiang Xuan see Yan Qiutong like this?

It has to be admitted that Yan Qiutong still fell in love after all, touched people who shouldn't be touched, and moved people who shouldn't have.

Yan Qiutong smiled wryly: "What else?"

"It was the day when Ms. Lian had a miscarriage and was recuperating in the hospital," Jiang Xuan said again, "She should have sensed that we went to investigate her. Lian Guoqiang had already covered up a lot, but later, Ms. Lian directly erased it." ... However, it is not impossible for us to find out, although Miss Lian has wiped out no traces, it is only a matter of time for us..."

The stone under Yan Qiutong's heart fell into a big pit, and the apartment was filled with coldness in an instant. When he felt sorry for her frail post-abortion body, what she thought was boundless defense against him, plotting against him, and taking every step of the way, so to speak , His pity for her is also in her scheme?

"Brother Qiu, we can know now," Jiang Yu paused, "Miss Lian and Lian Guoqiang are not very harmonious, at least, Miss Lian has a power of her own that even Guoqiang doesn't know about. A small force that cannot be underestimated.”

After hanging up the phone, Yan Qiutong lit the cigar in his hand, took a deep breath, and exhaled the curling green smoke.

How long has it been since he smoked?
Yan Qiutong was never a smoker, and he would only smoke a few cigarettes when he was very irritable and undecided, but this time, the green smoke stopped at dawn, and the snow-white carpet was full of soot and cigarette butts It can be seen how gloomy one night was for Yan Qiutong.

Lian Cheng, since she is so heartless and can only think of herself, then forget it, he has never been a patient man who likes warm stones.

Since she can trade her innocence for a marriage, since she can stay sober after a miscarriage and set up a trap every step of the way, since she never thought of having too much interaction with him, and since she has decided to push him away, then he, like her As you wish, that is it.

Pushing open the bedroom door again, the little man lying on the bed seemed to have entered a nightmare, frowning meticulously, opening and closing his lips, muttering something.

Yan Qiutong looked at the woman whose complexion was still pale, and felt too much anger in her heart, but why was she still a little unwilling?

"Yun Qi? Yun Qi?..." In Lian Cheng's dream, he always felt that someone was looking at him, with resentment, resentment, dissatisfaction, and pity in his eyes. The only one who could look at her like this should be someone Does she care about Shao Yunqi in her core?
You should give up now, right?
Yan Qiutong sneered coldly, he felt like a fool being played by Lian Cheng in the applause, he took great pains to take care of her, coax her, not force her, but what?

The only thing she could never forget in her heart was the little doctor, and everyone was on guard against him.

Even if he showed her kindness repeatedly, she just pretended not to see it and stepped on it.

very good.

Lian Cheng felt full of anger directed at him, with a touch of bloodthirsty. This feeling was a bit cold, and he woke up suddenly: "Shao Yunqi!"

Sitting up, waking up, and opening her eyes to see the man, Lian Cheng knew that she had made a mistake, an irreparable mistake, and when she wanted to settle down, she might have pushed that man away.

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