Shen Dichen put down the beer can sadly, stood up and pulled his admiring arm.

The movement has been very soothing and gentle, but still caused admiration and frown: "hiss!"

"You are a child who has been injured. If you don't, you will be injured all the time?" Shen Dichen helped adore take off the T-shirt, only to see the child's shoulder, a large blue and purple: "or go to the hospital to see it, in case of injuries how to do?"

When Shen Di Chen saw the blue and white porcelain vase in Yunxuan's hand, he knew that the ointment must have been prepared by the medicine doctor.

All the things in the hands of the medicine doctor are excellent.

But after all, adoration is the determined prince. It seems that the blue and purple place on the shoulder has really started to swell. Maybe it needs to be anti-inflammatory.

Shen Dichen twisted his foot once when he was young, but it was not so severe. He was swollen for many days, and the pain was killing him.

"You can bear it, you child!"

He took the ointment in Yunxuan's hand and wiped it for adoration.

The forehead of adoration is all sweat, just don't mention that it's OK, now the thoughts are all back, the more I feel the pain on my shoulder!

"Brother Doudou, give me some pain tablets!"

His face became paler and paler. After he wiped it off, Shen didn't think it was right. He immediately led Yunxuan and several national guards to the hospital in the city to hang an emergency room. Without giving his name, he saw the injury to him.

I don't know whether it's OK or not. On the contrary, the problem is serious.

It was smashed by an adult man's iron bar, and even slightly cracked.

In this case, adore has been running so far with Bella on her back, and her ligaments and tendons have been strained.

I used to be a hero, then I'll bite my teeth, then I'll go to the pain tablet. Now I'll cry out for pain when I'm lying in the hospital bed.

Shen Dichen thinks that this boy is more and more capable.

After losing the antiphlogistic solution, strengthening the deck on the shoulder, taking the painkillers orally, and working for a long time, they finally rushed back to the hotel at seven in the morning.

As expected, linglie didn't come back before 8 o'clock.

In the presidential suite room, Bella is still sleeping. She has been holding on to Mu Tianxing's hand and saying nothing.

Mrs. Shen is also in the room of admiring the stars.

Originally she was a little sad, but mu Tianxing encouraged her to say: "the more so Bella is, the more close you are to her and let her know you. Soon she will accept you. When her mood is completely stable, she will definitely accept that you are her Mommy. "

So, Bella slept in the arms of Mu Tianxing after taking a bath last night.

But Mrs. Shen also slept in that bed.

Bella in the middle of two mothers, like a happy little princess, after sleeping, the corner of her mouth with a sweet smile.

It seems that she hasn't slept so hard for a long time. In the middle of the night, Mu Tianxing and Mrs. Shen have been chatting in a low voice, but they didn't affect Bella's sleep at all.

Admiring them back to the hotel, the first time is to visit the presidential suite.

The living room is empty. Listen to the national guard saying that they are resting in the bedroom.

The door panel on that floor is close to your eyes. You want to know whether the people in it are OK or not. You want to look forward to it. However, it's not convenient for Shen Dichen to admire or admire.

So they chose to sit on the sofa and wait for a while.

Shen Dichen raises his head and talks to adore. Maybe he is too tired. He says and both fall asleep.

Yunxuan takes the blanket and covers them separately. He lies on the table nearby and sleeps for a while.

In the stockade at this moment, there are crows of chickens and birds.

Under the light of the morning sun, last night I fell in love with you and thought that there was a simple artistic conception like ink painting here. Now, linglie looks at this world and just wants to blow it up completely!

For several hours, there were more than 1000 rooms in the whole stockade, from the attic to the basement, as well as the chicken coop and pigsty. Linglie did not let go of any corner, nor did he fake his hand on anyone. He had to verify it himself before he was relieved.

All the people were told to stand in their yard and not move.

The local armed police and the National Guard protect linglie.

Even the family who was going to marry Bella's surname Zhao today was controlled by the local police.

As the saying goes, Xianglong can't beat a local snake. Linglie informed the Chinese side in advance, and the Chinese side contacted the local police to cooperate. It's really the best thing.

Seeing the passing of time, linglie looks forward to so many years of heart, a little bit in the tear, suffering on the fire.

All the girls in their twenties and threes were held in linglie's hands and looked at them very carefully.

Because he only saw the baby's appearance, he couldn't imagine her growing up.

How to find it?

Even so, look!

"Your Majesty, there are the last thirteen families."

Zhuo ran got the news and came to report it in a low voice.

At this time, zhuoran's heart is also extremely uncomfortable. I hope to see the little princess in front of me in the next second!

Seeing that the hope is more and more dim, zhuoran is really afraid. In case that the last 13 families have checked it, there is still no shadow of the little princess!

In this case, how do you want your majesty and queen to bear?

Linglie's face is getting darker and darker. Without taking a step out, he feels that he is stepping on the tip of his heart!

He thought of the living mouth who had guarded Bella's capture and said that Bella's sister was in the stockade. He tried to believe it and insisted: "find the last one!"

Zhuo ran nodded, naturally knowing. He followed Ling lie in silence, and went to the basement of the attic of the henhouse and pigsty to search carefully.

When the last four families were left, linglie couldn't find anything and turned around to leave.

But an unspeakable pain hit his heart violently, as if there was a power in the dark to tell him that the child was here.

He closed his eyes and his mind was full of what it looked like when he was a child.

Then he opened his eyes and found all the corners of the yard.

And the people in the yard, looking at the past one by one, saw a little boy in the crowd, who was about twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in a Tibetan blue national costume, cutting the real boy's hair, his face was as thin as black dust, and ugly.

Linglie goes over.

Some of the crowd began to shiver slightly.

Linglie gives zhuoran a look, and zhuoran understands that in a moment when the man is about to hold the little boy's neck, a silver Throwing Knife directly pierces the back of his hand!

"Ah!"

The little boy crouched in terror!

Linglie quickly came forward and held her tightly in her arms, holding her small face and looked again.