Although Lu Li was just sleeping, Chu Hanxing still asked Ji Qing to send them to the hospital. It was safer to be able to call doctors and nurses at any time.

The car stopped at a private hospital, and the nurse carried a stretcher and sent Lu Li to the ward. Ji Qing followed him every step of the way.

After Lu Li lay down safely, Chu Hanxing called Zhang Fang again and asked Zhang Fang to come and take care of her.

In fact, she didn't need to worry about it at all. Ji Qing had everything prepared and asked his assistant to add a desk next to the ward. It seemed that he was planning to stay until Lu Li woke up.

Knowing that she had to take care of the patients, Zhang Fang bought towels, water bottles and other things and rushed over quickly. However, when she saw that the ward was fully equipped with high-end equipment, she suddenly felt that she had done something unnecessary.

Ji Qing was sitting on the sofa, looking through the contract. His assistant was standing next to him, reading the contract, and was dutifully reporting. Zhang Fang looked over there and stood at the door awkwardly.

Fortunately, when he saw her coming, Chu Hanxing stood up and walked closer, saying in a low voice: "Please take care of her, there is no need to bring me more food."

When Chu Hanxing was doing experiments at Tsinghua University, Zhang Fang would prepare lunch and put it into a thermos bucket to deliver the meal.

Zhang Fang said "Hey" twice and said: "Miss Chu, don't worry, I have experience in taking care of patients. I took care of my parents-in-law's hospitalization before. Just go ahead and I'll call you as soon as possible if anything happens."

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Chu Hanxing nodded, said something to Ji Qing, and left in the elevator.

Chu Hanxing indeed has a lot to be busy with, or in other words, a lot to think about.

The most important point is a disaster that affects everyone's lives.

The disaster will start slowly at the beginning of spring next year and break out in the summer. It is the consensus of all Taoist priests that the disease should not be treated without treating the disease.

According to Xu Tianyang, they all know internally that there will be a disaster next year and are ready to work together to tide over the difficulties.

Natural disasters cannot be controlled by humans, but human behavior affects natural disasters.

In other words, there must be someone behind the outbreak of the disaster. According to the man in black's words "the game begins", there is no doubt that he is the driving force.

But he is definitely not the only one behind the scenes.

No one can calculate the specific day when the disaster started. Even Chu Hanxing can only infer the approximate time. What is the influence of the uncertainty? Chu Hanxing has a vague guess in his heart.

However, if you want to nip problems in the bud, you can only seize the opportunity.

Chu Hanxing reported that Gao Min was safe, then returned to the laboratory to continue research and development of new drugs.

…

"Miss Lu's inspection report came out, and all the values ​​are within the normal range."

Shortly after Chu Hanxing left, the doctor gave Lu Li a full physical examination and got the results as quickly as possible.

Ji Qing took the report and looked through it. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he nodded and returned to the ward. Zhang Fang was tapping Lu Li's lips with a cotton swab soaked in water.

Chu Hanxing took good care of Lu Li. Except for the dust on her coat, everything else was clean. A full physical examination was also done to be more safe.

Zhang Fang threw away the cotton swab and wiped Lu Li's hands with a towel. Ji Qing sat back at his desk in silence.

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The peach blossoms were in full bloom, which was a good time for an outing. There was a temple above the peach blossoms for ten miles. Changle was not interested in the temple. After admiring the flowers, he went down the mountain with Prime Minister Ji.

The guard led the horse and followed behind the two of them. When they came out, the depression that had accumulated in his chest dissipated. Changle was about to get on his horse and go back home, when he suddenly heard the noise of people, the footsteps of many officials, and the carriages of many official ladies leaving one after another.

"They are rogues." Prime Minister Ji looked slightly cold.

Changle turned to look at the peach grove. The petals were flying in the noise, and then they were trampled into the soil by the hooves of horses. Those people held big knives in their hands, hacking and killing in all directions, rushing down the mountain from all directions.

The blood dyed the petals red. It was the first time Changle saw such a scene. His breathing suddenly became rapid and his hands trembled slightly.

The guard had already drawn his knife and was on guard. Changle's mind went blank. Suddenly she felt a tightness in her waist. When she came to her senses, she had already been carried onto the horse by Prime Minister Ji.

"Princess, I'm offended."

Prime Minister Ji's jaw tightened, his arms stretched out from his waist, and he held the reins tightly. The two rode together. Prime Minister Ji clamped the horse's belly and rushed out like an arrow from the string. The horse ran towards the imperial city. The other guards did the same.

retreat.

The wind howled, and the picture in Chang Le's mind was a blood-red scene. The living life that he had talked about and laughed at before turned into a dead soul as soon as the bandits came off the mountain.

Changle's heart was pounding, and he realized like never before that life was really too fragile.

There was a burst of heat on the back, Chang Le pressed against Prime Minister Ji's chest, listening to his heartbeat, and gradually developed a sense of courage.

"Changle, it's safe."

The horse stopped at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Prime Minister Ji got off the horse, raised his head, and stretched out his hand towards the little princess.

Changle took it without hesitation and jumped off the horse, but did not let go of the prime minister's hand.

The guard maid stepped back in a wise manner, and only Chang Le and Prime Minister Ji were left in the yard.

Prime Minister Ji lowered his eyes and looked at her. Changle felt embarrassed and put aside the courage she mustered up for the time being. Her rationality returned, she loosened her hands and turned away her face. However, her red ears still revealed her thoughts.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Changle grabbed his sleeve, raised his face, and looked at him intently, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Like his gentle and polite temperament, Prime Minister Ji did not show any impatience with Chang Le's behavior.

Chang Le pursed his lips, bent his eyes, and said word by word: "Prime Minister, I am pleased with you."

A trace of surprise flashed in Prime Minister Ji's eyes. Seeing this, Chang Le couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, but saw him slowly reaching out and tucking the hair on her cheek behind her ear, and said in a gentle voice: "The same is true for Wei Chen."

Changle's eyes opened slightly, and the scattered Milky Way in the sky seemed to fall into her eyes, full of sincerity.

Heart to heart, we live up to our lovesickness.

The person he likes also likes him. This knowledge makes Changle happy and stayed up all night.

The next day, Changle played the guqin in the small courtyard. As he played, the music changed into the tune of Feng Qiuhuang.

By the time Changle came to his senses, he had reached the middle part of the play, and the maid joked: "Princess, can you hear the voice of this slave?"

Chang Le's cheeks were slightly red, and he glanced at the maid angrily, but stopped playing, still a little shy.

Just when Chang Le was about to stand up, footsteps suddenly sounded behind her. Prime Minister Ji sat down beside her, put his left hand on the strings, held the little princess in his arms, and then finished playing the second half of Feng Qiu Huang where she left off.

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Chang Le froze, motionless, his face was like a red apple, pink and tender, delicate and cute.

Prime Minister Ji's eyes darkened slightly. He hid his expression and said with a chuckle: "Your Majesty has recovered. As soon as the Holy Emperor goes to court, the princess can return home."

Sure enough, Changle was very happy when she heard the news. She smiled and said, "I can finally go home. I miss my father so much."

Changle's mother fell ill and died of illness when she was young.

Prime Minister Ji looked at her with the same smile, and Chang Le felt reluctance in her heart. She took off the jade pendant from her neck and said seriously: "Prime Minister, when I get home, I will talk to my father about you and me. The jade pendant is the queen's.

Leave it to me, if you show the token when you come to propose marriage, they will not make things difficult for you."

Prime Minister Ji lowered his eyes, the jade pendant was close at hand, Chang Le put the jade pendant into his hand, his eyebrows curved: "Your Excellency, Prime Minister, I am here to wait for you to marry me and go home."

Prime Minister Ji put away the jade pendant with a smile.
Chapter completed!