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    The curator came in full of odor, leaning against the wall and swaying.

    "What does it feel like to drive from the airport in fifteen minutes? Feng Jian, you can try it in your lifetime." The curator said with a fake smile, "Oh, no, you seem to be dying? But why are you still standing here?"

    Feng Jian had a cold face and tried to pull his tie back from the other party's hand.

    The curator was using Feng Jian¡¯s tie to wipe his mouth after vomiting. But after learning the truth, the curator did not bounce away as expected and continued to wipe the sweat off his bald head with Feng Jian¡¯s suit.

    "Don't always think that I'm uneducated!" He said scornfully, "Last time it was Wan Yun, this time it's you. Those who confuse the public with their lies, but I know how this disease is spread - as long as I don't go to bed with you, I will  It¡¯s not contagious.¡±

    Feng Jian assured the curator that he would not be at risk of infection in this life.

    Wan Yun comforted Wan Jin in a low voice and asked carefully what happened.

    The curator ordered a takeaway and came to the hospital.  Feng Jian sat next to him, and the two of them drank ice-cold Coke and cut into steaming pizzas to eat.

    The nurses and doctors who walked by stared at them.

    The curator asked Feng Jian vaguely: "Isn't your ring still on your hand?"

    Feng Jian didn¡¯t even raise her eyelids: ¡°If you take it off, won¡¯t I put it back on?¡±

    "oh¡­¡­"

    Men¡¯s rings are actually set with diamonds. They are very expensive.

    Feng Jian stuffed something into his mouth expressionlessly.

    He had gone to the bathroom several times to flush his face with cold water. The water gurgled, and Feng Jian was holding the countertop alone, staring at the city outside the window in a daze for a long time.  The feeling was not pleasant, and even if he could afford the expensive medicine now, his ending would not be much better than the beginning.  Thinking of this, there must be something in my heart, very blocked.

    but now¡­¡­

    Feng Jian vigorously squeezed mayonnaise onto his pizza.

    Any law recognizes the marriage relationship, thanks to the diamond ring, thanks to Montesquieu.

    The supreme leader was alarmed in the middle of the night and rushed to the hospital wrapped in furs.

    Everyone present should be able to understand why Wan Jin did not dare to call He Long. After taking off her makeup, He Long looked younger than her real age.  She seemed to have risen from the freezer (or grave) rather than the bed.

    He Long nodded towards Wan Yun, and then gently took Wan Jin's hand.  The crying stopped suddenly, and He Long smiled and pulled the trembling little girl into the car.

    The whole process took no more than fifteen seconds before the luxury car drove away.

    Feng Jian was silent for a moment and said to their backs: "I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

    Hua Feng brought good news before dawn.

    "Three months ago, the Department of Health conducted free AIDS tests for homeless people. Scar Tou San was tested in order to change clean needles. The file showed that he had no signs of infection"

    Scar Tou San was detained by the police, but Feng Jian withdrew the complaint.

    Based on various experiences, gangsters will say anything to save their lives.  Drug addicts are experts in lying. If they spit on someone at the police station, it is not a good habit to cause extra trouble.

    Hua Feng was naturally dissatisfied: "Let him go like this?"

    Feng Jian said coldly: "I just can't interfere in this matter. You arrange for someone to go to Linlang Street to order dry goods with cash. Pay a full deposit first, and then ask him to deliver the rest of the goods to Scar Tou's house. Scar Tou will be there  They will definitely not be able to pay the balance, and they will definitely be reluctant to part with the drugs they sent earlier - let them resolve the remaining disputes in their own way."

    ??????????????????? So it¡¯s not that I lack ruthlessness, nor that I don¡¯t completely understand the world, and I just didn¡¯t want to use my heart in the past.

    ? Human life is more precious than any property, and those who hurt others are heinous.  Thinking of Scar, maybe he should be despised and hated.  But as a victim, Feng Jian actually felt that it was okay and wanted to completely solve the problem rather than seek revenge.

    "Linlang Street's pursuit of violence and desire, and the upper class's emphasis on elegance and taste, Feng Jian is just not stupid enough to block other people's enthusiasm.

    As for his life, there are ambushes, mines, and accidents He must always stay clear-headed, rational, and appropriate in order to live a long life.

    As for his life, there are ambushes and mines He must always stay clear-headed, rational and appropriate in order to live a long life.

    After taking the last blood sample test, Feng Jian put on her coat and walked out.

    I happened to hear Wanyun saying to the curator at the corner of the corridor: "Cancel last night's air tickets and the itinerary for the next few days." After a pause, "All losses will be deducted from that person's account."

    Feng Jian couldn't help but pause.

    "It's not like your style, Xiao Yunyun," the curator said in a low voice.I will come back to sleep with you.  "

    Feng Jian simply lay back on the bed: "Then bring a few more concubines."

    An hour later, Wan Yun stopped outside the door after tidying up, not sure whether she should take the initiative to go to the opposite room.

    However, when he opened the door gently, the workaholic was holding his head, wearing glasses, and listlessly reading documents.

    "You haven't slept yet?" Wan Yun asked in surprise.

    Feng Jian took off his glasses: "Right away."

    Lifting the quilt, Wan Yun lay next to Feng Jian, with the other side of the bed pressing down, and he controlled his breathing next to her.

    In the artificial darkness, tiredness gradually surged up. As he fell asleep, Wan Yun heard Feng Jian say: "Li Wanyun, I was in the hospital before and heard the conversation between you and the curator"

    Her sleepiness suddenly dissipated and she opened her eyes wide.

    Wan Yun responded softly and continued to wait for Feng Jian to continue.

    Feng Jian carefully weighed his words and said, "Tell himlast night's bill was deducted from my account. Is it true"

    "¡­¡­do you have any opinion?"

    Feng Jian murmured: "it's okay, it's okay."

    After a while, Feng Jian opened his mouth and wanted to ask something else, but the breathing around him was gentle and even.  He frowned and looked, Wanyun was already tired and fell asleep.

    Feng Jian had no choice but to take another long breath.

    The long hair of the woman next to her had just been dried and tied with a rubber band. She forgot to untie it before going to bed, exuding a wet fragrance.  Feng Jian raised her head and took off the rubber band, then gently placed it on the cabinet.

    That¡¯s not what I wanted to ask her about just now.

    Feng Jian's mind was already dizzy, but she coughed a few times.  At first, he practiced it silently in his mouth, and then he made a sound.

    "What happened last night, Li Wanyun." Feng Jian said, "Thank you." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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