Cold-blooded Marshal Evil Charm Military Doctor

Lei Guobin recognized Chen Xingfang at a glance, walked to her side, and asked, "Xingfang? Why are you here?"

Chen Xingfang turned around and was also surprised: "Cousin! When did you come back? Uncle and the others know!"

Lei Guobin scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I don't know yet, I will go back later."

"Then Yingna and I will go back to play with you, hehe."

Only then did Chen Xingfang notice that there was a beautiful woman behind Lei Guobin, this was Chen Xingfang's first impression of her. "Who is this?"

"Ah, Zhan Qingcheng, like me, went to Japan to study medicine... But for some reason, we returned together."

Chen Xingfang nodded to express her understanding, there are always some things that cannot be said.

Zhan Qingcheng looked at Chen Xingfang and Jie Yingna, and felt that women in each period were completely different from women in the 21st century.

Jie Yingna was a little flustered when facing Zhan Qingcheng's gaze, and then he began to look left and right, and finally asked weakly: "Excuse me, is there anything dirty on me?"

Only then did Zhan Qingcheng realize his gaffe, pretended to cough to ease the embarrassment, and explained: "No. It's just..."

Jie Yingna asked: "Just what?"

Zhan Qingcheng smiled but didn't answer, just leave one sentence and you will know later.

When I saw the two of them, the first thing I thought of was cosmetics. Although I didn't know how to make them, at least I had figured out how to start.

With the participation of Jie Yingna and Chen Xingfang, the gifts were quickly selected, packed and ready to go.

The sound of horseshoes outside made me think of Leng Han for some reason, maybe my first impression of him was too deep.

Before reaching Lei's house, someone was sent to pick him up. The boy who came to pick him up said, "Young Master, Madam has seen you a long time ago. At first, I thought you were delusional. Why don't you send a villain here?" I found it. It really is you, the young master, Madam, you really have good eyes!"

Lei Guobin wasn't in the mood to listen to him babbling here, so he waved his hand away, "Okay, hurry up and help Miss Cousin carry things home."

"okay."

At this time, the door of Lei's house was opened, and the two young servants were standing behind the stone lion aligned left and right, motionless and aggressive.

Patriarch Lei sat angrily on a chair and waited for Lei Guobin, an unfilial son, not to come back, and severely criticized him to vent his anger.

Mother Lei stood aside worriedly, and said in a low voice: "Master, calm down. Maybe Bin'er has something to do when he comes back, and it's not too late to scold him after asking, don't you think so?"

"A loving mother is a loser! See what he's become after you're used to it!"

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. Next time Bin'er makes a mistake, I won't tolerate him anymore."

Patriarch Lei reluctantly let out a breath, picked up the tea, blew it lightly, and prepared to take a sip.

Lei Guobin and his party came back, Patriarch Lei covered the tea cover and snorted coldly, Lei Guobin pursed his lips and swallowed the words about introducing Zhan Qingcheng.

Zhan Qingcheng didn't feel embarrassed, put the gift on the table, and said hello to everyone with a smile: "Hello, my name is Zhan Qingcheng, a city of great importance, a city that overwhelms the country and the city."

Patriarch Lei was displeased at first, but when he heard the teacup in the name's hand fell to pieces with a bang, the scalding tea splashed on his underwear.

Lei Guobin was startled, feeling something was wrong, and said loudly, "Father, are you okay!"

Patriarch Lei waved his hands, and his voice trembled, "Are you Zhan Qingcheng?"

Zhan Qingcheng nodded, "Yes, Zhan Anming is my father. Maybe...you know him."

Patriarch Lei understands, the arrival of this child is like his debt collection, An Ming, your daughter is already this old, but where are you now?

If you are still alive, why don't you come back and take a look, so that I, an old guy, can feel at ease, how can you bear to leave with your sister-in-law and leave this poor child for several years...

Patriarch Lei wearily ordered: "Son, come with me, and everyone else should leave."

"Father! What are you doing?"

Zhan Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and explained tactfully: "It's okay, your father and I have something to talk about. If I can't come out for an hour, then you can come."

Lei Zhongqian took Zhan Qingcheng to a room where we could discuss things. A large lock was firmly locked in front of the door to prevent outsiders from entering. Lei Zhongqian took out the key to unlock it.

As soon as it was opened, a lot of dust fell down. It must have been a long time since I stepped on it, and there should be secrets hidden inside.

Lei Zhongqian went in first, followed by Zhan Qingcheng, and closed the door tightly after entering.

He went to a table and picked up a brush to see things and think about people, and after a while he said: "Son, tell me, if you have anything you want me to do when you come here, just say it, as long as I have the ability."

Zhan Qingcheng stopped beating around the bush, and said bluntly: "I am here for something. As for why I found you, I think you should know. It was my father who mentioned you in the last letter to me, and it is a last resort to find you. In the letter explain:

Qingcheng, Dad knows you are a good boy, so I will leave the family affairs to you from now on.The head of the Lei family on Dongcheng South Street is a good friend of my father, and his son's name is Lei Guobin. If you have any urgent matters, please go to him.Maybe, can help.

Maybe... this is the last letter Dad wrote to you.Don't read, don't blame, don't pursue this matter. "

Speaking of this, his eyes became sharp, and the words in his words were thorny, "How did my parents die? Maybe they didn't die at all, right! He told me not to pursue this matter, there must be something strange in it!"

Lei Zhongqian shook his head sadly, lost in thought...

It rained heavily that night, the whole road was muddy, and the house was still dripping. He, An Ming, Liu Feng...they were all there.

At that time, the organization ran into walls everywhere and had to evade searches by other armies, suffered heavy losses, was desperately poor, and had no fresh blood to join the organization, and fell into a difficult period.

The room was dark, and the flames were swayed by the weak wind. Everyone's figure could not be seen clearly, but everyone's face must be haggard.

At that time, An Ming, who had been working all day, picked up the cup with a broken corner on the table, took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and said, "We have to get a batch of weapons, otherwise what's the use of literary talent?"

Liu Feng frowned, tapped his fingers on the table one after another, and sighed softly.

"An Ming, you know our strength, don't talk about the lack of money, let alone where to get these weapons?"

"It's okay, I have a friend who is doing business in Germany and maybe there is a way..."

"Needless to say, An Ming, I know that you are doing well for this organization, but I don't want you to lose yourself too, do you understand?"

An Ming seemed to want to say something else, but his sister-in-law Wanting patted his hand to silence him.

Zhan Anming's thirsty idea was denied, and the meeting ended here, and everyone dispersed. He went to encourage An Ming and said, "It's okay, I can accompany you and my sister-in-law to do it secretly without letting the organization know."

... But in the end I didn't go, because the old mother at home knew that I was going to do something dangerous, so she pretended to be sick and tricked me back home and locked me up.