Cold-blooded Marshal Evil Charm Military Doctor

When Mrs. Leng couldn't eat or sleep well, Marshal Leng came back in time to give her a reassuring pill.

"Hahaha, ma'am, it's all right. That boy Leng Han is my kind."

Mrs. Leng's eyes turned red anxiously, Leng Feng coughed and continued: "Pingcheng is fine, Leng Han has already given away the evidence of those devils, and it is said that he has found a wife there!"

Mrs. Leng's hanging heart finally fell, and she kept asking: "Why did you find a wife? How old is she? What does she look like?"

Leng Feng scratched his head and shook his head, he just heard what He Haozhong said, Leng Han's mouth is tight!

Mrs. Leng came from a famous family. These days, her father called some people from the business world to gather together, focusing on donations.

Those people were very bullying and afraid of hard work, and they all went to the appointment because of the power of the Leng family, and even if they didn't attend the appointment, they would donate a lot of money.

That's right, the money is used to produce penicillin, as well as some anti-inflammatory drugs and painkillers developed by Zhan Qingcheng.

More than half of the people transferred from the capital to support came back one after another, and the rest were secretly arranged to produce penicillin in one place, and Zhan Qingcheng would accompany them there.

Penicillin was secretly produced by people arranged by Leng Han, and sold to Chinese people at a low price and sold to foreigners at a high price.

He Haozhong carried the whole boxes of penicillin produced into the isolation area. Many people inside had begun to recover slowly, but some people could not be saved. They were killed according to their wishes, and they took a knife. His hands were shaking.

The quarantine area is full of disgusting smells, but no one will complain. The nurses who came from other hospitals are full of distress. They cried when they saw these people for the first time. Was it because they were frightened? but distressed.

Those who have malicious intentions will be driven out of Pingcheng, and the guards will also work hard to patrol to prevent the gangsters from succeeding.

A girl with long hair and big eyes cried and said to He Haozhong: "Brother, kill me, please, I am really in pain."

He Haozhong's hands trembled, and he looked back at her. It could be seen that she was a very delicate girl, but now her skin had rotted. He Haozhong knew that she was in pain, but he really couldn't do this.

Zhan Qingcheng once told him that these symptoms can't be cured by general medicine, and it is a relief for them to die early.

Seeing that He Haozhong didn't speak, she pulled the corners of her mouth with great effort and knelt down, "Brother, don't be afraid, I don't hurt, come on, please." After she finished speaking, she kowtowed to He Haozhong.

He Haozhong stayed in place for a while, then fled back to the police station, and did not say hello to Zhan Qingcheng on the way.

It wasn't until the afternoon that I went to the police station to look for Leng Han. Now Zhan Qingcheng entering the police station is like entering and exiting his own home. It turns out that it is such a good thing to have a "back door".

Sitting on the sofa, Zhan Qingcheng asked Leng Han who was dealing with affairs, "What happened to He Haozhong today? It looks like he lost all three souls and seven souls."

Leng Han frowned slightly, and said in a bad tone, "It is said that a girl begged him to kill her."

"Oh..." Now Zhan Qingcheng understands, who can be ruthless to kill and kill a well-behaved and sensible little girl, alas.

Zhan Qingcheng just sat in the police station for a while and then left. He still had something to do, and Leng Han returned to his cold face and went to the prison after Zhan Qingcheng left.

The prison was gloomy, and the sound of slapping and yelling resounded throughout the prison. They were all wearing red prison uniforms.

Seeing Leng Han coming, the person in charge immediately stopped waving his whip and saluted him, "Young commander."

"What did the interrogation reveal?"

The man said in a bit of embarrassment: "Their mouths are so stubborn that they don't want to say anything."

Leng Han nodded, no mouth could be more stubborn than him, "Have you brought what I want?"

"Here it is, on the table."

Leng Han nodded and took the tube, looked coldly at the Japanese soldier who was being interrogated, as if looking at a dead person, and said in Japanese: "Do you know what this is?"

The Japanese soldier turned his head away and ignored Leng Han, who didn't get angry, and shook the "water" in the pipe.

"You know more about things in the valley than I do." It's not a question but an affirmation.

The Japanese soldier finally turned his head to look at Leng Han, his eyes were wide open, his face full of disbelief, he knew that if he didn't say that he would only face him with this tube of potion.

The Japanese army finally compromised and said, "I said, please let me die happily."

"As long as the answer satisfies me."

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Zhan Qingcheng calculated the time and should leave soon. Today, it is rare for Leng Han to cook himself before he comes back. What he cooks is noodles. He can do nothing but make noodles, and it is difficult for Leng Han to even eat. After more than ten days of pasta, I smiled and said it was delicious.

Leng Han came back, glanced at the living room but did not see Zhan Qingcheng, and walked over to have a look when he heard the noise in the kitchen.

"Have you cooked the noodles?"

Zhan Qingcheng nodded, and sprinkled salt into it. He cooked a pot full of noodles, and he didn't have to worry about whether he could finish it because of the cold.

I remember the first time I cooked noodles for him and cooked half a pot for Leng Han to eat. After Leng Han finished eating, he still said he was hungry. In desperation, he had to cook another pot full of noodles and he ate them all. Zhan Qingcheng doubted his life .

Leng Han deliberately smelled it before saying, "It's very fragrant."

Zhan Qingcheng was speechless, and then smiled helplessly: "Aren't you tired of eating noodles for more than ten days?"

"I will never get tired of it for a lifetime."

Is this some kind of love story?Leng Han laughed out loud, only felt that Leng Han looked good and reluctantly kissed his lips, and when Leng Han wanted to go deeper, he quickly parted, and Leng Han helplessly kissed his forehead.

"I don't know if you've heard a sentence before. A man's mouth is a deceit. Young Marshal Leng speaks so nicely, and he has coaxed so many beautiful girls around!"

Leng Han stared straight into his eyes and said seriously: "You. Only you."

"Ah."

Zhan Qingcheng looked at Leng Han eating noodles, and his heart was cold. He had endured too much, and felt that Leng Han was a pig that ate too much, and ordinary people really couldn't afford it.

Leng Han saw that he was staring at himself without eating noodles

He is not perfect, but in the eyes of the world, he is a high prince, his responsibility makes him always ready, presumably he has already prepared to die.

Zhan Qingcheng and Leng Han are only in the position of kissing small mouths, hugging and holding hands, what should be restrained will still be restrained, whenever Leng Han wants to develop further, Zhan Qingcheng will immediately interrupt this, which makes Leng Han feel very uncomfortable Not happy, but she will be coaxed by Zhan Qingcheng's kiss soon.

It's really difficult, Zhan Qingcheng thinks.