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That night Yun thought of sending a text message without a video with Song Mian, and there is still a signal where they are now.

Although the signal is shown as E, it is possible to bump and send a message.

At the first stop, the organizer has not been too unforgiving. Yun thinks that the next stop must be the signal G.

This night was not a good night's sleep, and from time to time someone screamed.

The doors and windows at night will be blown by the wind, the bed is very cold, and there are bugs...

Factors such as this have caused a lot of people, regardless of whether it is a man or a woman, they are almost mentally exhausted until dawn.

When several people came together the next day, they found many red bumps on their bodies and cried a lot because they were too itchy.

Yun Xiang thinks it's okay with Li Xiangling, Qi Jun doesn't have to worry about her over there, she just gave Lu Jin a bottle of spray.

The rest of the people did not know if they hadn't met them, or they were prepared early, and not all of them were successful.

Several people who were bitten just exited this way. There are students and entertainers. The entertainers will not get paid and the students will not get credits.

Yun thinks about the contents of their activities after they have eaten breakfast. The first thing is to bring the things they brought to each of the nearby villages, and each household personally delivered it to their hands.

Everything is prepared by the artist himself, the money is also paid by the artist himself, Yun think about the quilt and flour prepared.

Because the car couldn't drive in, the villagers could only pick it up outside. Yun thought about it and went to the place where the goods were unloaded. Then each household could get a bed of quilt and a large bag of flour with the hukou book. Qi Jun arranged the statistics.

It doesn't matter if it's more recent. After all, they are all farmers, they have a lot of strength, and the quilt doesn't have to be a woman.

It is difficult to do things a little further, especially since several companies are not strong enough. At this time, the students who come to volunteer will have a place.

The basic materials are all provided by artists, and the students come to contribute and accompany the artists with the donations.

It didn't finish in the morning. When they were about to finish eating at noon, another long-distance bus drove in. This car had a red cross on it.

Yun looked at Qi Jun doubtfully. Qi Jun was also confused for a minute, and soon a young man got off the car.

Thirty years old or so, tall and tall, with an unremarkable appearance, wearing glasses and looking at a gentle man.

Qi Jun seemed to know this person, glanced across the cloud with an unidentified smile, and took the initiative to negotiate with the person.

"Hello, Mr. Qi, my surname is Zhang, just call me Xiaohang. It is the medical team hired by Miss Yun Xiangxiang. We are entrusted by Miss Yun Xiangxiang. We will provide free medical services here in the next seven days. People can come to the clinic for consultation."

The people around were stunned, looked at Yun thoughtfully and thought about it, and praised Yun Xiangxiang for her goodness and kindness.

They came to help the poor, in fact, they were running for credit or reputation, and some people even took care of what they donated.

Not to mention that this is for the sake of the villagers, this is so poor, medical treatment is definitely lagging behind, who will think of health problems.

Originally Yun thought about sending flour and quilts, which made the villagers warm. As soon as the next medical team came, everyone looked at her, just like looking at the savior and fairy.

Yun thinks that she can only smile with a guilty conscience and accept everyone's gratitude. In fact, she really didn't think about it.

Even if she thought of it, she couldn't do it. She didn't have such a great ability. A medical team can't be organized with money, and it's in place so quickly.

Without thinking about it, you know who arranged it for her.

Looking at the red eyes of the villagers, Yun Xiangxiang was a bit sore. They were moved by Yun Xiang's "intimate" thought, and Yun Xiangxiang was moved by Song Mian's intentions.

She tilted her head hard so that the tears in her eyes would not overflow. Everyone looked at her like this and thought she was caused by empathy with these villagers.

"He thought too thoughtfully." When eating at noon, Li Xiangling and Yun thought about finding a place to eat alone.

Li Xiangling is a clever girl, even without Qi Jun's ambiguous look, she can guess that this is not Yun think about arrangement. Yun thinks that he is weak but he can only lament Song Mian's intentions.

"I didn't think about it." Yun thought was really surprised. Song Mian said everything was arranged for her. She didn't think of including this.

After eating, Yun thought about taking the time to find a place with a better signal, a little further away from the public, and sent a video to Song Mian.

Song Mian happened to be in the evening, just after taking a shower, when he connected the video, he only surrounded the bath towels.

The muscular muscles in the upper body are firm and firm, and they are so bold that they meet Yun Yun's eyes.

Yun thinks that his face burned in an instant, and he put the video down at once, as if he saw something he shouldn't watch, and the heart deer jumped uncomfortably.

"What's your girlfriend shy about, haven't you seen it?" Song Mian's voice came.

The two have frankly opposed each other. Although they haven't really had a relationship, they are similar.

Yun thought about rubbing his hot face and took a deep breath before lifting his phone again: "Fuck up, and I'm not afraid of anyone around me!"

Song Mian's intoxicating laughter came: "I believe, there must be no one around you."

Because she didn't want to expose their relationship, Li Xiangling must be arranged by her to send the whistle before she gave him the video.

"Humph." Yun thinks coldly, sitting on the hillside, pulling up a few grasses, and then saying, "Thank you, A Mian."

"Huh?" Song Mian did not react for a while.

"Things about the medical team." Yun thought about it, "I am very touched, really touched."

"Hey." Song Mian suddenly sighed deeply. "Unfortunately, he is not with you at this moment, otherwise you will definitely give it a hug."

Yun thinks about...

Such a sensational topic, can this man not sultry!

Seeing his girlfriend's face sullen, Song Mian immediately became regular: "Don't thank you. In fact, the Song family has always had a volunteer medical team. Every year, they provide such medical services in poverty-stricken areas around the world. I just gave them this year. Just a little bit."

The implication is that Zhang Xiaohang and they are not here, and they are going to do the same thing elsewhere.

"I used to think that you were a powerful person, but today I think you are a great person." Yun thinks suddenly, an infinite respect for Song Mian rises.

"My girlfriend is not bad." Song Mian smiled softly. "This time I let them come, and it is mutually beneficial to you. With your fame, you can achieve greater publicity and hope that more doctors can Pay attention and join, even if it is for fame and fortune, as long as you really volunteer to serve."