The personal security of the beautiful president

But he said that Wang Qingxue.

After she left the underground warehouse alone, she walked through the night in a wheelchair.

It is about a kilometer away from this underground palace.

There is a garden.

There are not only green roads, but also a quiet environment.

Especially the boating lake, the lake is extremely quiet and rippling.

Wang Qingxue liked it very much, and walked around the lake in a wheelchair while thinking about life.

And that's when she found a great place by the lake.

She felt that if Jiangnan Buyi was injured and could not walk far, he would definitely go there to recuperate temporarily.

This is a very strange intuition.

So Wang Qingxue is going there right now.

No, Wang Qingxue walked in the wheelchair through the corner gate of the park through the streets and alleys.

Then go all the way along the Yong Road.

After a short while, I came to the lake.

At this moment, it happened that the cold moon was like a poem, and the night was already dark.

A beautiful bright moon on the lake.

Wang Qingxue's wheelchair stayed there for a while to identify the direction.

Then he turned and walked towards a very old tree on the shore of the lake.

Every time she walks and comes under this ancient tree.

I always feel that this ancient tree is pavilion-like and lush.

It is simply the abode of the gods.

Yes.

Intuition told Wang Qingxue that this is the best place for Jiangnan Buyi to hide.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Qingxue came under the old tree and turned around the old tree in a wheelchair.

The trunk of that ancient tree was as thick as seven or eight people hugging each other.

Wang Qingxue walked around, but did not see any place to hide people.

"Could it be up there?"

Thinking of this, Wang Qingxue raised her head and looked at the top of the old tree's canopy.

It's just that the night is dark now, and with the dense branches of the old trees, Wang Qingxue can't see anything.

Sitting in a wheelchair, she looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, suddenly, a cold voice came from behind: "Are you looking for me?"

"what?"

Wang Qingxue was taken aback for a moment, and turned around hastily.

Then he saw a man in black standing behind him.

The man in black had a metal mask on his face and a sword stuck in his back.

It's not Jiangnan Buyi.

"You, you are really here, are you injured?"

Wang Qingxue looked at Ding Zhe in surprise.

"Ha ha!"

Ding Zhe was not injured, but after performing the sword control technique continuously, his blood surged. He came to the treetop and meditated for a while, and he calmed down the surging blood.

Of course.

If the cultivation base wants to recover, it will take three to five days.

However, he had just recovered his blood when he saw that little Internet celebrity appearing under the big tree.

So he fell down happily.

Hearing her question, Ding Zhe shook his head: "I'm not hurt."

"That's great." Wang Qingxue looked at Ding Zhe with excitement in her big watery eyes.

"Your leg?"

Ding Zhe looked at Wang Qingxue.

"Because I got a terminal illness, I was disabled."

Wang Qingxue said.

The tone was a little gloomy.

"Well, I see."

Ding Zhe nodded, turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey."

Wang Qingxue called Ding Zhe to stop.

"what?"

Ding Zhe turned to look at her and asked.

"Nothing, me, I just."

Wang Qingxue was a little tongue-tied and her heart beat faster, she didn't know what to say for a while.

"Forget it, you and I are destined."

Ding Zhe said: "I will introduce my friend to you, maybe he can see your illness."

"Your friend, is he a doctor?"

Wang Qingxue asked.

"Yes, my friend's name is Ding Zhe!" Ding Zhe nodded, and then gave her his phone number: "I remember this number, go find him, as for whether he can read it, I don't know."

"Oh oh, ok, ok, thank you."

Wang Qingxue nodded, took out her mobile phone at the same time, and recorded Ding Zhe's call.

She has seen countless famous doctors for her illness, but none of them are helpful.

So she didn't have much hope for this friend introduced by Jiangnan Buyi.

But the reason why she wanted to record this number was actually to find Jiangnan Buyi through him.

In order not to let myself forget.

She recorded the number carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, she raised her head: "Okay, I'll write it down..."

She only spoke halfway, and she didn't continue to speak.

The reason is simple, the shadow of the masked young man has disappeared in front of him.

"I left in a hurry, I still have a lot to say to you, Jiangnan Buyi, is this your nickname, or your name?"

"How old are you?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

Wang Qingxue was talking to herself.

Unfortunately, except for the sound of the wind and the swaying branches, no one answered her.

Ding!

Ding!

Wang Qingxue's phone rang.

When I picked it up, it turned out that it was my mother calling.

Wang Qingxue was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly connected to his mother's phone: "Hello!"

"Qingxue, I read from the news that a big case happened in your neighborhood and many people died. Are you okay?"

Wang Qingxue's mother's tone was full of anxiety.

"I'm fine, very fine." Wang Qingxue said happily.

"That's good, that's good. By the way, let me tell you something. Tomorrow, a famous doctor will come to the hospital to treat your grandfather. You should come too. Let the famous doctor take a look."

Wang Qingxue's mother said.

"Hey, that's the thing about my illness." Wang Qingxue's face was gloomy: "I've seen many famous doctors, but it won't work."

"It's different this time. It is said that this famous doctor is the brother of Tao Chengye, the ghost doctor in the imperial capital. He is called Ding Zhe. He is very powerful. Maybe there is a way?"

"what? What?"

Wang Qingxue's eyes widened when she heard this: "Mom, what did you say?"

"I said this famous doctor is Tao Yeye's brother, what's the matter?"

"what is his name?"

"It's called Ding Zhe."

"Okay, I will go home tomorrow."

Wang Qingxue replied happily.

She didn't expect that she would meet Jiangnan Buyi's friends so soon.

Whether one's own illness can be optimistic is the second.

The main reason is that she can inquire about Jiangnan Buyi through this person.

Thinking of this, Wang Qingxue's eyes were full of happiness.

……

When Ding Zhe returned to the hotel.

It is already early morning.

Go into the hotel room and close the door at the same time.

Ding Zhe saw his wife Lin Aolei lying on the bed.

The snow-white skin is all exposed outside.

The morning light outside the window filtered in through the cracks in the curtains.

Seeing his wife's appearance, Ding Zhe was extremely happy in his heart.

Then he walked over lightly, took off his clothes, lifted the quilt and went to bed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she lay down, Lin Aolei's body got into his arms, and she arched her body hard.

Ding Zhe hugged his wife's body tightly.

Gradually fell asleep.

Same as ever.

As long as he hugs Lin Aolei, Ding Zhe loses the concept of time.

I really don't know how long I slept this time.

In the end, Ding Zhe was woken up by a loud noise outside the suite.

"Excuse me, Ding Zhe, Ding Zhe, is Divine Doctor Ding still awake?"

asked a strange man's voice.