Chapter 13 The Other Half of "Medical Classics" 1

Seeing the back of the sixth prince leaving, everyone sighed in their hearts.

In fact, from the beginning to the end, except for Lu Jiuque, the sixth prince never looked at anyone else.

As if in his eyes, they were all garbage.

This kind of sixth prince is completely different from the usual sixth prince, so arrogant, so reckless, and so stern, but still makes people not a little bit disgusted, on the contrary, he is deeply fascinated by him.

This is the born king, the undisputed supreme!

All things can only crawl under his feet, look up, worship, sing, and pray.

Is this godlike man really their sixth prince?

If someone looked back at Shao Qingrou at this time, they would find her hot and crazy gaze, as if possessed by a demon.

When the fear dissipated from the heart, the pain struck again, and everyone began to struggle again.

"Ah...it hurts..."

"Damn, help, help..."

"Why is it still hurting...Damn...how long will it take?"

...

Lu Jiuque made a move, how could he easily let them free?

When Ye Hui found someone to go back to rescue them, the group of people were still rolling around in pain, and the empire also sent a pharmacist to treat them, but it didn't work at all.

Coupled with the previous abnormality of Shao Qingrou, everyone thought that they were poisoned by some kind of toxin, and some even speculated that this was a measure of vicious competition from other countries.

For a time, the test teenagers in the entire Qingyan Empire were panicked.

And the real black hand was looking at the old lady who was crying in front of him with black lines all over her head.

The skinny little old lady was wearing a rough blue shirt, her gray hair was tied with the simplest cloth belt, her face was covered with wrinkles, but her eyes were not cloudy, but instead showed a kind of light, but the roar was a little unpleasant. Can't stand it.

"Hey...Miss, don't run around next time...If you have any other accident, the Lu family will really be the last... How can you let this old slave face the heads of the Lu family? Ah... instead of this, the old slave might as well apologize with death now..."

"Miss...you must take good care of yourself..."

"Miss... 嘤嘤嘤..."

On the other hand, the old lady's hand was still gripping Lu Jiuque with such force that she almost broke Lu Jiuque's hand.

Through this hand, the old lady's deep fear and rear fear were also passed on to Lu Jiuque, making her unable to bear to brush her hand away.

This old lady is Aunt Chang, the most trusted and reliant person in the original owner's memory.

Without Aunt Chang's protection, Lu Jiuque would have died long ago.

In the same way, Lu Jiuque is also a close relative of Aunt Chang.

Gradually, various pictures of the two getting along in the past came to mind, as if Lu Jiuque had experienced it himself.

Lu Jiuque shook Aunt Chang's hand and comforted: "Aunt Chang, am I okay? Why don't I go take a shower first?"

Aunt Chang slapped her head violently this time and said, "How could I forget about this, miss, hurry up, and then Aunt Chang will prepare a delicious meal for you, test tomorrow, our lady will definitely be a blockbuster !let me tell you……"

After saying that, the thin body started to get busy while chatting. Her cheerful appearance made Lu Jiuque dazed for a moment.

Is this how the family feels?

No matter how long-winded she was, she didn't feel annoyed, but unexpectedly reassured.

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