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Xiang Qiuji just breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing what the old woman said, she coughed uncontrollably.

"Oh, what's the matter? Isn't it too bitter?"

"Grandma, just let her lie down and have a good rest."

He Yun, the grandson of the old woman, said helplessly.

"You boy, can't I ask two more questions?"

The old woman is also 70 years old this year, and the mobile phone network has almost nothing to do with her, so naturally I don't know the identity of Leng Jiuchen and Xiang Qiuji who were rescued by them last night.

However, the appearance of the two shocked her, and also that most of Leng Jiuchen's body suffered from gunshot wounds, even if she was older, she knew that the two of them were extraordinary.

But He Yun was different. From the first time he saw Leng Jiuchen last night, he was shocked.

I didn't expect that there would be an honorable person calling for help.

The news of Leng Jiuchen and Mei Ning’s retiring has not yet been announced, so when he saw Leng Jiuchen dragging his door to Qiuji, I was shocked!

"She just woke up. She is not in good spirits and needs to rest. You have been tired since last night. Go back to the room and rest."

Upon hearing this, the old woman glanced at her grandson reluctantly, and hummed softly: "You think my old woman talks too much."

After that, he looked at Xiang Qiuji again, with a kind face: "Girl, then you should have a good rest first, huh?"

Xiang Qiuji nodded gently: "Well, thank you."

He Yun helped the old woman leave the room, and Xiang Qiuji was completely awake, lying on the bed thinking about what happened last night.

Fortunately, his life is not in danger.

She lowered her eyes slightly and stroked her abdomen lightly, her brows full of melancholy.

Although the child is saved, can she really be with him?

Xiang Qiuji was soaked in the water for too long last night, so he developed a high fever, and Mei Qing made two cuts in his leg, and he became inflamed because of the soaking in water.

Although the wounds were cleaned, she still felt painful.

She was uncomfortable and could only close her eyes to rest her mind.

After about an hour, footsteps sounded outside the door.

She opened her eyes and saw He Yun walk in from outside the door.

"how do you feel?"

Hearing this, Xiang Qiuji nodded slightly: "Well, it's better than before."

She felt that his Chinese medicine was really amazing, and her head and wounds were not as painful as when she woke up.

"Just effective."

"Then I, can I visit him now?"

He Yun looked at her gauze-wrapped leg and asked: "Your leg is injured. Are you sure you want to go to the ground?"

Nodding to Qiuji: "Well, I'll just go and see him."

"Ok."

He Yun helped Qiu Ci get out of bed, and the moment her legs touched the ground, the wound on her leg seemed to be torn and painful, making her face white after finally getting better.

"Hold on?" He Yun knew that she was uncomfortable, and asked again.

Xiang Qiuji nodded firmly: "Yes."

Leng Jiuchen is next door, because this is a village, the houses are old-fashioned yards, and the distance to walk is relatively long.

When He Yun assisted Xiang Qiuji to reach the room where Leng Jiuchen was, Xiang Qiuji felt cold sweat on his forehead and back.

Leng Jiuchen hadn't woke up yet, his upper body was covered with gauze, his face was pale as paper, and he was lying on the bed quietly, showing no sign of waking up.

"How is he? When can I wake up?" Xiang Qiuji sat on the side of the bed, reproaching herself and looking at He Yun anxiously.