Quick Wear: Bai Yueguang perfectly interprets the success of saving the world

In particular, Su Yansui thought of what Chi Jianzhou had just said about mutual love. Qingqing did not refute, and the look in his eyes became even more difficult to discern.

But in the end, he didn't say anything else.

Seeing this, Chi Jianzhou moved a stool and sat down. Looking at Yan Qing's still pale face, he asked distressedly, "Why did you suddenly get sick?"

Yan Qing paused, his tone somewhat depressed: "Brother Jianzhou also knows about my health. Sometimes the disease occurs suddenly..."

Chi Jianzhou felt even more distressed and somewhat sad that he had brought up this topic.

Isn't the question he is asking now just to stir up Qingqing's sadness?

Chi Jianzhou's eyes were gentle, and he comforted her, "It's okay, Qingqing, everything will be fine in the future."

Yan Qing smiled reluctantly and responded softly.

Chi Jianzhou felt more and more depressed. He took out two tickets and changed the subject, "Qingqing, there will be an art exhibition here in Karenville next month. Let's go and see it together then."

Yan Qing was a little regretful that she couldn't go to the art exhibition today, but after hearing about Karenville, her eyes lit up: "Really?"

Karenville is an internationally renowned painter. His paintings were once bought by a wealthy man from the United States for 100 million yuan. He is a leading figure in the art world.

Chi Jianzhou nodded: "Well, I heard that Karenville came here this time with the intention of accepting a closed disciple."

After saying that, he smiled slightly and looked at Yan Qing, saying meaningfully: "Qingqing will definitely be able to do it."

Yan Qing pursed her lips and smiled softly, looking a little shy: "My paintings are just small-scale. If I can get guidance from Master Karenville, I will be very happy."

The atmosphere between the two people just now made it impossible for Su Yansui to get a word in. Su Yansui found it extremely irritating, but it was impossible for him to leave, so he could only sit here and watch them talk.

Now that he heard Yan Qing say this, Su Yansui was able to say those words.

"Our Qingqing is so outstanding, she will definitely be able to do it."

Yan Qingwei lowered his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"There are many talented people, and I may not be able to catch their eye."

Even as he said this, Yan Qing felt calm inside.

The reason why Karenville came to China to hold an art exhibition and spread the rumor of recruiting disciples was not for anything else but to build momentum for the heroine Gu Zhao.

He had already accepted Gu Zhao as his last disciple, but he just didn't want outsiders to know about it.

This was an opportunity for Karenville to bring Gu Zhao into the public eye and introduce his own connections to Gu Zhao.

It is also a key plot point where Yan Qing will be slapped in the face.

Well, the fake daughter was so confident that she would become Karenville's disciple. Even Karenville said that his disciple was the young lady of the Su family.

Everyone focused their attention on the fake daughter, ignored the real daughter who had been found, and started to flatter the fake daughter.

As a result, Karenville and Gu Zhao made a brilliant appearance.

Haha, you didn’t expect that this is Karenville’s true closed disciple.

What a classic face-slapping scene! While 012 was flipping through the script, he was cursing 001 in his heart for the thousandth time.

Didn’t 001 say that the small world they went to would be closer to the department they are currently in? The first two small worlds were fine, but this small world completely mutated and became a vicious female supporting role.

There must be something wrong with 001!

Oh, by the way, there was indeed a problem with 001, and they can’t go back to the Space-Time Administration now.

012The more I think about it, the sadder I feel.

Wuuuuuuuu Although Yanyan didn’t care, he just couldn’t bear to see Yanyan get slapped in the face.

His Yan Yan is obviously super awesome!

But their mission was to maintain the plot line, and 012 did not dare to influence Yan Qing and could only bite his handkerchief in helpless rage.

The people present had no idea that 012 was there, so they naturally had no idea what he was thinking.

After Yan Qing talked to Chi Jianzhou for a few more words, he felt exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

Chi Jianzhou tucked the corner of the quilt for her, and when he turned around to look at Su Yansui, the gentle smile on his face faded a lot.

Su Yansui also had a cold expression on his face, and he almost made no secret of his dislike for Chi Jianzhou.

The two were silent for a moment, and finally Chi Jianzhou spoke first: "Let's talk about Qingqing."

Although Su Yansui felt that he had nothing to talk about with this pig that wanted to eat its own cabbage, he finally nodded when Chi Jianzhou brought Yan Qing along.

Chi Jianzhou was afraid of disturbing Yan Qing who was just resting, so he said softly: "Let's go out and talk."

Su Yansui glanced at the sleeping Yan Qing, and the coldness in his eyes faded a little, but became cold again when it touched Chi Jianzhou.

After the two of them left the ward together, Su Yansui asked coldly, "What do you want to say?"

Chi Jianzhou half leaned against the wall and asked the question that concerned him the most: "How is Qingqing's health? Haven't they found a suitable heart source yet?"

Su Yansui was already worried about this matter. When he heard Chi Jianzhou's question, he frowned impatiently: "It has nothing to do with you."

Chi Jianzhou raised his eyebrows: "Qingqing is my fiancée, how can it have nothing to do with me?"

This sentence again, Su Yansui's eyes instantly turned as cold as ice: "I don't agree."

Chi Jianzhou was not surprised to hear Su Yansui's objection. After all, Su Yansui never concealed his opposition.

Chi Jianzhou used to be wary of Su Yansui's identity as his future brother-in-law, but now he doesn't want to maintain it.

"I'm the perfect candidate, aren't I?"

He chuckled: "The most important thing is that Qingqing chose me."

Su Yansui looked stern, but Chi Jianzhou was telling the truth.

He turned around and prepared to leave and return to the ward.

"If that's what you're talking about, we don't have much to talk about."

Chi Jianzhou's voice came from behind.

"Give me Qingqing's medical records and I'll go find a suitable heart for transplant."

Su Yansui paused: "No need."

The gentle mask on Chi Jianzhou's face was completely broken, and he said expressionlessly: "It's been almost 20 years, and you still haven't found it."

Su Yansui stopped and looked back. The light above his head made his expression a little gloomy. "Can you find it by yourself?"

Chi Jianzhou pulled the corner of his lip, his eyes full of coldness, revealing the sinister and dangerous nature hidden deep in his bones: "Just because your Su family can't find it doesn't mean that our Chi family can't find it."

Su Yansui's eyes darkened for a moment. It was indeed possible.

The Chi family was more or less tainted by shady dealings when they first started out. By the time of Chi's father's generation, they had cleared themselves of all shady dealings on the surface, but it was hard to say whether they had any other dealings in secret.

Seeing Su Yansui hesitate, Chi Jianzhou raised the stakes again: "One more person means more strength, and Qingqing also has one more chance to survive, right?"

Su Yansui's expression was also a little shaken, but he just said: "No."

Chi Jianzhou frowned, suspecting that Su Yansui still didn't believe him and was lying to him.

Su Yansui was silent for a moment, but finally told the whole story: "Qingqing's medical records are all in my father's hands. No one else knows about it except my father."

Su Yansui had wanted to mobilize his connections to look for the person, but was blocked by Su Mingda for various reasons.

He left the ward when Chi Jianzhou came because of this matter, but Su Mingda still told him not to worry about it and that he would find a way to solve this matter.