Seeing that the situation was wrong, Yan Zhengling rushed out.

"Brother a Yue."

The warlord looked at Yan Zhengling, who was so weak that he couldn't say a word. Even the ability to ask for help was lost.

Yan Zhengling saw the rash on his face and said, "you are allergic to alcohol."

There was a sense of consternation in the eyes of Lord Zhan. Could the devil recognize his illness at a glance?

She did not like that group of stupid fishermen, without any reason to suspect his private life chaos, even let him inexplicably some gratitude.

She picked him up on her back and raced to the parking lot.

After arriving at Huanya, Zhan hanjue was immediately sent to the rescue room.

Yan Zhengling sat outside the rescue room again and spent the night nervously and anxiously.

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Yan Zhengling sorted out his medical records, sat in front of him and read aloud very seriously: "the doctor has made a comprehensive examination for you. You should take stomach medicine with you when you have erosive gastritis. But all the stomach medicine, you are allergic to domperidone, this medicine you can not use. What's more, you're allergic to alcohol, so you can't touch alcohol in the future

After reading, Yan Zhengling looked at the warlord with dignified expression. "Yesterday, you almost hung up."

Lord Zhan looked indifferent, and he had long ignored life and death. So he didn't feel very frightened about the danger last night.

Compared with his calmness, Yan Zhengling was too nervous. "Have you ever thought about how sad those who love you will be if you hang up?"

People who love him?

Lord Zhan spent some time thinking about it, did you?

Yan Zhengling said, "there is always someone who lives for you. If you don't cherish yourself, you will fail her love for you."

Han Jue fiercely glared at Yan Zheng Ling, "I'm hungry."

He doesn't believe that someone in the world will live for him. He lives in this world, the memory in his brain is suffering from white eyes and dislike.

Which pot does not open the female devil's head.

Yan Zhengling: "he turned around and left, and soon bought him hot porridge.

Yan Zhengling helped Han hanjue to sit up and lifted the hospital bed with care.

Looking at her, he said, "chief executive. Aren't you busy? "

Yan Zhengling: "is it that you dislike her to take care of him?

Yan Zhengling squeezed out a sweet smile toward him, "not busy."

What can be more important than chasing your husband?

However, at this time, Yan Zheng's phone call came.

Yan Zhengling saw the call and cut it off.

Yan Zheng fought in again.

Zhan hanjue said coldly, "take it."

Yan Zhengling had to get through the phone, and Yan Zheng's voice came over like this.

"President Yan, it's time for the meeting. Where are you?"

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