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Chapter 1763 She Is His Robbery

"Song Yan, I'm really incompetent."

Yang Moyan's tone was rare and lonely.

Song Yan shook his head at him and stood up, "Everyone is powerless, it's not a matter of ability."

Yang Moyan stopped talking.

He knows the truth better than anyone else.

But once you meet Lin Zhaoxia.

He can mess up every time.

This is his calamity.

The only constant in life.

Song Yan didn't talk anymore, after sterilizing the needle tube, he quickly drew a few milliliters of the boy's blood, and went into the laboratory inside for testing.

Before leaving, I did not forget to explain to Yang Moyan, "There is honey under the table over there, take out some, and when Lin Zhaoxia wakes up, feed her some to moisten her throat."

Yang Moyan nodded, got up and went to get it.

Song Yan closed the door of the laboratory, and his figure disappeared in front of Yang Moyan.

When Lin Zhaoxia woke up, it was already half an hour later.

She opened her eyes, her vision was very blurred.

It took a lot of effort before she felt that the scene in front of her was clearer.

After looking around, I realized that this was Song Yan's laboratory.

Yang Moyan just turned his gaze around at this time, and the two gazes collided directly. Lin Zhaoxia was lying there, raising her lower lip to him.

Joy flashed in Yang Moyan's eyes, but his face was still so indifferent.

He picked up the cup of warm honey water that had been soaked for an unknown number of times, walked over to help the boy up, and raised his hand to press the cup to the boy's lips.

Lin Zhaoxia blinked, "What is this?"

"Honey water." After a pause, Young Master Yang continued to spit out three words: "Moisturize your throat."

Lin Zhaoxia was happy.

But if you think about it, you can know that this must be explained by Song Yan.

The most basic thing for Young Master Yang is boiled water.

She was not pretentious, she followed Yang Moyan's hand and drank the half cup of honey water.

It doesn't smell much, but the originally dry and tight throat is indeed much moister.

Lin Zhaoxia licked her lower lip, raised her eyes and smiled at Young Master Yang with red lips and white teeth, "It's delicious."

Yang Moyan's eyes rolled with pity.

After removing the empty cup, he leaned over and kissed the corner of the young man's lips before whispering, "It's delicious."

Lin Zhaoxia pursed her lips and smiled again.

"Cough." Song Yan just came out at this time.

He really felt that it was really inappropriate to come out at this time.

As a single dog, one mouthful of candy a day is enough, but the two love each other regardless of place, and even ran to his territory, in front of him.

Song Yan coughed lightly to remind them, and at the same time threatened fiercely: "Next time only one of you is allowed to come, and no one more is allowed!"

Lin Zhaoxia regained her energy, but she had the energy to start a joke, "Hmm, what's wrong, Song Da is single, are you jealous?"

"Fuck you," Song Yan said, no matter how gentle his temper was, he would choke sometimes, "Your blood test results came out. The poppy has completely suppressed the spread of the toxin. Now you don't have to worry about whether you will die or not." .”

Lin Zhaoxia could guess the second half of Song Yan's sentence, "Drug addiction is very troublesome, and the medicine must be prepared, otherwise, once it is stimulated, vomiting blood is inevitable, right?"

"The idiom of becoming a doctor after a long illness is really good," Song Yan nodded appreciatively, "Congratulations, Lin Zhaoxia, you have graduated!"

Lin Zhaoxia rolled her eyes at him on the spot.

After leaving Song Yan's place, Yang Moyan received a call as soon as he arrived at the apartment.

(End of this chapter)