Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

Su Haitang's mind was noisy, and his eyes were staring straight at Yan Fangqiong's soft and extremely thin face, and suddenly grief came from it.

"It's Cheng Yuanzheng."

She jerked up and drank the warm black-bone chicken soup in front of her, poured the invisible lump in her throat, and put down the delicate white porcelain bowl, gritted her teeth, and told Cheng Yuanzheng's phone about human traffickers. Repeat the content of the confession.

"These conscientious bastards!" Jian Ruyi clenched his fists angrily, seeming to want to shake the **** trafficker's face.

"Human traffickers should be arrested and shot! How many people have been destroyed!" Aunt Song also followed in indignation, not forgetting to appease Yan Fangqiong who was in poor health.

"Madam, don't get excited, it's good to find out the matter. Our young lady finally got it back, and she is finally overwhelmed."

Jian Ruyi was also nervous about her aunt's body, hushing coldly and asking warmth, even more dedicated than Su Haitang's own daughter.

Su Haitang recalled this crop now, and couldn't help but poured a cup of warm water in annoyance, and took the opportunity to add a trace of spring water that was born again to help Yan Fangqiong regulate her body.

She still didn't have deep feelings for Yan Fangqiong, and didn't really regard her sickly mother as the most important person in her heart.

Otherwise, no matter how much shock she bears, she will instinctively prioritize her mother's physical endurance instead of being so reckless.

Of course, she also relies too much on the magical effects of the spiritual spring water.

Even Yan Fangqiong, who announced that she was critically ill, could use the spring water to pull back from the death line, which gave Su Haitang too much confidence.

Especially as long as Yan Fangqiong is awake, he will look at her intently with a pair of quiet and gentle eyes, and will talk to her with a smile, giving Su Haitang a kind of illusion that Yan Fangqiong is not so seriously ill.

But I have already given two critical illness notices, how could it be okay?

But Yan Fangqiong was reluctant to look at her less, and was reluctant to worry about other people, so he could hardly fight.

She carelessly took Yan Fangqiong's hard work for granted.

The more he thought about it, the more ashamed Su Haitang became. He quickly cast aside all selfish thoughts and devoted himself to taking care of Yan Fangqiong.

Jian Ruyi and Aunt Song were happy to see their mother and daughter close, and they would not rob her. Instead, they promptly reminded her to euphemistically guide her how to better take care of the patient.

He Junfeng didn't come back until ten o'clock in the evening. He obviously took a shower first. Only a faint scent of alcohol remained on his body, which was diluted by the fresh scent of soap, not unpleasant.

After he came over, he asked the driver to send Jian Ruyi and Aunt Song back to rest, leaving the three of them alone.

Yan Fangqiong fell into a drowsy state again, and Su Haitang sat beside her silently reciting the text, quietly guarding her.

He Junfeng checked that everything was well with his wife, and then he waved to Su Haitang and motioned her to talk to him outside.

The door of the compartment was open, and from the perspective of the two of them, Yan Fangqiong, who was quiet and drowsy on the hospital bed, could be seen at any time.

"Why did you call Yuanzheng to investigate He Yuzhu?"

He Junfeng's voice was extremely low and light, even if Su Haitang was standing close to him, he still needed to concentrate to hear clearly.

Su Haitang looked at He Junfeng, who was tall and upright in the dim light, with some novel feelings in his heart.

Such a good Chief He is likely to be her own father!

She suddenly didn't want to answer his words very much. I don't want to make him feel that there is something bad about him.

But I don't want to make him feel rude and uncomfortable.

"Su Haiyan couldn't study well, so she suddenly had to take the city song and dance troupe examination, which is a bit strange. She is the kind of unprofitable temperament."

She answered what she thought was the safest.