Empress Industrial Project

Chapter 367 (six)

"Are you okay?" Han Qing asked again.

Qiao Yurong felt her soft body and smiled weakly: "I feel very hungry and want to eat."

Han Qing felt relieved, his tense spirit finally relaxed, his eyes narrowed, his body softened, he passed out and lay on the bed directly.

Seeing this, Qiao Yurong was shocked, and quickly shouted: "Han Qing, Han Qing, Han Qing, how are you?"

"Stop shouting." The witch doctor said, "If you shout, he won't wake up."

Qiao Yurong heard the sound and looked, only to find a man standing on the edge of her bed, his face was extremely stiff, a bit like the state of the living dead, pale and colorless with trembling coldness, his eyes were full of curiosity Looking at Qiao Yurong with such brilliance, it was like a snake seeing its prey, which made people feel horrified.

But Qiao Yurong was not afraid. Those who can be by Han Qing's side must be Han Qing's people.

"What's wrong with Han Qing?" Qiao Yurong asked him.

This girl is a bit interesting, and she is not afraid when she sees herself.

The witch doctor gleamed with excitement, glanced at the dazed Han Qing and said, "It took him five days to come to Beiyang City from Yanjing, and he hardly slept at all. Lao Xing, not to mention, in order to save you from a coma, he didn't even take a break, so he rushed to transfer half of his life's skills to you, which is equivalent to giving you half of his life. Do you think he can do it? okay?"

what?
Qiao Yurong was stunned.

The witch doctor smiled meaningfully: "You were touched by electricity, and your soul left your body. If it weren't for a wealthy person who was willing to use his half-body skill and luck to perfect you, your soul would disappear in a few days." What happens next, do you know?"

Qiao Yurong stared blankly at the dazed Han Qing, and asked anxiously, "Then will something happen to him? Is there something wrong?"

"Except for the consumption of half life and half body effort, there is not much trouble, but the body is weak and needs to be nourished for a period of time to recover."

The witch doctor downplayed it, stepped forward to check Han Qing's pulse, and said: "He is lucky, and he was not damaged at all because of a transmission error. Otherwise, the loss is not a matter of half-life skills and half-life, but a useless person."

Qiao Yurong listened blankly, heartbroken.

Gave yourself half life?

Why does Han Qing, a fool, treat him so well?

She is a cold and ruthless woman who has been seducing him, teasing him, and looking at him with the most instinctive desire to conquer between men and women, but Han Qing...has a deep affection for herself, and is willing to risk her life Send it to yourself?

Such a man!
How could she, Qiao Yurong, He De, get his cherished heart.

How could she bear him!

"What about now? What should I do?" Qiao Yurong forgot what to do.

The witch doctor took the strange charcoal pencil from Qiao Yurong's desk, drew on the white paper, and said, "I'll prescribe a medicine for him, drink it for a while, and he will be fully recovered."

After a pause, the witch doctor took a meaningful look at Qiao Yurong: "Our master has such deep affection for you, if you betray him..." The witch doctor's pale and cold face, which was stiffer than that zombie, turned hideous like a living dead Terrified, he said grimly, "I will definitely kill you!"

Qiao Yurong picked up the fainted Han Qing and slept on her body, with a solemn and serious expression: "I won't give you a chance to kill me."

For such a man, even a piece of ice would warm her up like Qiao Yurong.

In the past and present lives, to meet such a man, it probably took a lifetime of luck to meet him.

(End of this chapter)