Chapter 233 Cang Yun
Duke Ximan saw this and quickly stepped forward to stop him, "Stop! He's your brother?"
Manzhu didn't let Duke Ximan touch her, so she let go of his hand. A cold light flashed in her dark green eyes, and the beautiful male rushed out howling.
Soon there was a commotion.
"You!" Duke Ximan glared at him with disappointment and quickly led his men to chase after him.
Next door, Bai Xiao, who had witnessed the entire process, retracted his gaze and warned, "Don't ruin the therapist's good fortune."
Although Sang Qing didn't say it explicitly, he still vaguely guessed that things were not that simple.
Manzhu raised her chin slightly, looked over, and a hint of disdain appeared on her lips. "He's just a concubine, not that serious."
"Besides, didn't I kill him?"
He raised his delicate hands that could easily break human bones and loosened his wrists.
He spoke in a nonchalant tone, as if killing someone was a simple matter for him.
Bai Xiao looked at the beautiful and crazy smile on Manzhu's lips, and felt a chill crawling up along the soles of his feet.
He shook his head, said nothing, and turned away.
…
Sang Qing stayed in the hospital for another week, and news about her had already spread outside.
S-level therapists have always been a scarce resource in the military and naturally attracted much attention.
Some felt sorry for her, some praised her for her courage in crossing the border, and some worried whether she could return to the logistics department to draw a number.
There are those who condemn the actions of East District 1, and of course there are those who defend it, but more are silent.
After all, the person in charge this time is the second princess.
The shelter did not take any action regarding these matters, just watching coldly as if they were not the protagonists.
Sang Qing never expressed his opinion, but just let the remarks continue to ferment and recuperated in the hospital.
She only told some close people about the condition of her mental sea and did not announce it to the public.
Only the orcs in the hospital had rosy faces, but they had to pretend that nothing had happened.
She did not undergo any more mental tests and did not tell anyone about her advancement except Shi Ying.
She also sent Jun Chenli's people away.
The doctor prescribed her medicine to regulate her menstruation. Her body was not so weak to begin with, and many people came to visit and take care of her, so she told Shi Ying not to come specially.
But Shi Ying still took the trouble to go back and forth for four or five hours to accompany her night after night.
I rubbed her belly and kept her body warm with my body heat. In the early morning, before dawn, I had to go back to the Third Military Region. When I woke up, there was always a hand warmer in my arms that had not yet cooled down.
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On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Admiral Curry drove a hovercraft to Wutongyue and had people unload a lot of things from the back seat, box by box. There were all kinds of rare medicinal herbs, various nutritious foods, and two live pheasants...
Curry, who was directing the security team to move things, saw Sang Qing staring at the chicken and explained with a smile, "These were caught by the Raptors. They've ravaged my back mountain, so I caught them all to nourish you."
Curry spoke with deep sorrow, but his smile was kind. "Everyone was worried about you. If I hadn't stopped them, they would have all come over."
As expected, Sang Qing saw that in addition to chicken, there were also various processed game, which he had only been able to eat occasionally as a snack in the cafeteria before.
I felt touched.
What a group of simple and kind orcs.
Admiral Curry was invited to have dinner.
Shi Ying was the cook, and Sang Qing helped him wash and cut the vegetables.
Curry looked at the two harmonious figures, but his expression was a little strange.
When Shi Ying came out with the casserole, Curry finally couldn't help but ask, "Is this how you usually get along?"
Curry glanced at the kitchen.
Sang Qing was cutting the potato shreds with a "da da da" sound. The shredded potatoes were thin, long and even without any pause.
Shi Ying seemed accustomed to it. He lit the charcoal in the stove and replied calmly, "Well, when Ah Wan is free, he will help me prepare the food. After I finish cooking, he will also help me wash the dishes and clean up the kitchen."
If Curry didn't understand Shi Ying's character, he would have thought that Shi Ying was deliberately being pretentious.
Whose wife would help prepare food and wash dishes?
Females basically don’t need to cook, they just need to wait for the food to be served. Cooking and washing dishes are the males’ jobs.
Anyway, he rarely sees females taking the initiative to cook. Although Sang Qing is not a cook, she is very considerate to do this.
Moreover, judging from the tone Sang Qing used when talking to Shi Ying, it was also different from that of most couples.
"You really found a good wife." Curry patted Shi Ying's shoulder and sighed.
Shi Ying looked back at the figure in the kitchen, and warmth appeared in her eyes.
Yes, Awan is really a very good wife.
It was so good that he didn't want to share it with others at all.
Always worrying that one day I will suddenly lose it.
…
After finishing his meal and seeing off Admiral Curry, Sang Qing took a walk into the empty garden.
Sitting under the flower stand, on the swing that Shi Ying specially built for her.
Sang Qing held the flower rope, with her feet in the air, swaying gently.
"Cang Yun." Sang Qing suddenly called out to the air.
Shi Ying was stunned for a moment, raised his head and looked in one direction.
The air was still quiet, with a faint scent of flowers floating in the air.
Sang Qing was not in a hurry. He gave Shi Ying a look that said "I'll settle the score with you later" and waited quietly.
The aura hidden in the dark became chaotic for a moment and then quickly subsided, so fast that it was almost imperceptible.
But Sang Qing had to respond to his words.
A dark blue shadow streaked through the air and transformed into a man in black tights, who performed his usual salute to Sang Qing.
Sang Qing raised his head and looked at Cang Yun. "I asked you to leave last time, but you didn't?"
Cang Yun lowered his head slightly and remained silent.
But silence gave the answer.
Sang Qing frowned.
She thought of the day when she went to save Shi Ying and the beam that inexplicably deviated from its track.
So in the past six months, Cang Yun has been protecting himself in secret.
Sang Qing looked at Cang Yun, who was wrapped tightly in black and it was impossible to tell whether he was injured or not.
She stood up, walked to Cang Yun, and said gently, "Thank you for that day. Are you hurt?"
Cang Yun shook his head and remained silent.
"Do you need me to give you some psychiatric treatment? Your riot level is not low either."
As Cang Yun got closer, she could sense that the pollution on his body had increased a lot compared to before, and it would probably exceed 80 in a short time.
But when I first met Cang Yun, his riot value was very low.
If Cang Yun had always been by his side, he would have followed her to the front line or to places with high pollution levels.
Otherwise it wouldn't always appear so coincidentally and in time.
Cang Yun raised his head, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
After a while, he knelt down on one knee and said, "Thank you, Miss Sang Qing."
"Stand up, you don't have to kneel down to me."
Sang Qing took Cang Yun into the house and gave him psychiatric treatment.
When he entered Cang Yun's spiritual sea without any hindrance, Sang Qing realized the truth of what Jun Xinyue had said.
"The Blue Clan generally holds those who perform this ritual loyal until their next death."
(End of this chapter)
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