Chapter 215: Sending off an old friend
"When will Laura Vincent come out?" Jiang Qilan asked.
Instead of holding Laura accountable, Mu Yongming was very grateful to her.
Mu’s father said that luckily Laura saved Jiang Qiyun.
If Jiang Qiyun had any shortcomings, they would not be able to pay for their sins even if they died.
The subordinate replied: "You can be released at 11 o'clock today."
"During this period, apart from Jiang Qiyun's two visits, did she contact anyone else?" Jiang Qilan asked.
"No... In addition, a message just came from the bureau, saying that Jiang Qiyun is waiting in the bureau at this moment, and he should be picking up the Frenchman."
Jiang Qilan was silent for a while.
"I see."
Jiang Qilan was not surprised when his younger brother went to pick up Laura Vincent.
In the past few days at home, my brother has been chased and fed by everyone, and he has become a little depressed.
It was natural for him to go out to visit his savior and avoid being fed.
So, do you want your brother to keep an eye on Laura?
Or should we simply tell Cheng Ling directly?
Cheng Ling, has her fever gone?
How come he suddenly developed a high fever despite being so fine?
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Cheng Ling had a long and sad dream.
In the dream, there are raging wars, severe droughts, floods, and locust plagues one after another. The people are in dire straits, and the hungry people eat each other.
China divided its territory and split its soil.
Her fiancé, who had been on the battlefield for decades and had made great achievements in battle, had his car broken up in the capital for offending his ministers.
Her father and brother died on the battlefield due to the new general's wrong command.
Before I could wipe away my tears, the war had already reached my hometown.
She picked up the sword, summoned her fiancé's old troops, and countless people surrendered to fight against the invaders together.
The first time she killed someone, her dreams were filled with the eyes of the deceased.
Then I became numb.
She killed countless people.
War is cruel. Either you die or I die.
Until death.
Do you still feel after death?
have.
She could hear the people paying tribute to her and chatting about their family affairs.
The war is over, and the land has become barren and needs to be reclaimed.
The hen at home refuses to lay eggs.
Why is my grandson so naughty that he climbs trees every day to dig out bird eggs and doesn't want to study?
No matter how trivial it is, come and seek her blessing.
She thought, who can she protect?
Later, few people came to her for protection.
But there are always people guarding the place for a long time, carefully wiping the clay sculptures, burning incense and offering tributes day and night - although most of the time the tributes are very simple, they will never stop.
Too stupid.
Cheng Ling thought.
But if she could, she would like to say thank you to them in person.
Cheng Ling opened his eyes.
It's all white.
Tick tick tick, the medicine in the bottle flows into the body little by little.
She sat up.
"Sister! Sister, you're awake!" Cheng Mianhu's smiling face popped out from the side, and he shouted in succession, "Grandpa, grandpa, my sister is awake!"
Cheng Ling took Cheng Xiaomei's hand: "How are you? Do you feel uncomfortable? Or where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"Hey, you guys are so weird. Grandpa asked me this question repeatedly," Cheng Xiaomei smiled, "I couldn't be better. I'm as light as a snail suddenly taking off its shell!"
Mr. Cheng pushed the door in from the outside.
"Xiao Ling, you're awake."
"How's Aaron?"
"It's not life-threatening. The doctor said that if you take good care of yourself, you can recover as before." Old Mrs. Cheng said, "Your parents still wanted to come, but I didn't let you. I said we would go back to Maple City in the afternoon."
"We?" Cheng Xiaomei's eyes lit up, "Grandpa, are you also going back to Maple City? Are you going to return to secular life?"
Mrs. Cheng sighed long and long: "Yes. I want to return to secular life, I want to go home."
Cheng Ling pulled out the needle and jumped out of bed lightly.
"Grandpa, I want to go back to Huling Temple for a visit."
Cheng Xiaomei was surprised: "Ah? Now? Sister, are you kidding me?"
"Well, now."
"Then I'll find someone to accompany you." Old Mrs. Cheng said not surprisingly.
"No, just take me to the foot of the mountain. I want to go up alone. Please find someone to prepare a set of plainer clothes for me."
She was going to see off an old friend.