Chang'an, Chenhui Building.

This is a three-story building with an unglamorous appearance. The transparent reflective glass is inconspicuous among the many modern buildings in Chang'an City. However, even the security guards are surprised that no one usually enters here. But those who can enter

Either a hospital bed or a doctor. However, starting from today, more and more people entered.

"What on earth is going on?" Several young people stood in front of the gate in confusion, looking in front of them with great dissatisfaction: "Why can't you enter?!"

"This is a monument unearthed within Chang'an City. Why are we not qualified to ask?" An old man in his fifties said with an anxious face, almost nodding the nose of the person in front of him: "I saw the entrance, it's a Qin tomb!

Now that the entrance has been opened, the inside will be in danger of rapid weathering! We must do our best to rescue it!"

However, despite the loud voice, no one dared to take a step forward.

Because...in front of them were two rows of soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms.

"I'm very sorry." A thin middle-aged man stood in front of him without a smile, wearing a white coat. Although he said he was sorry, his tone did not waver at all: "Chenhui Building prohibits non-appointment visits. Professor Li can wait a moment.

In a short time, we will be open immediately after the Archaeological Bureau makes an appointment."

"You..." Professor Li was so anxious that he could not say a word while pointing at the other person.

The Archaeological Bureau is having a seizure!

At noon today, I learned that an ancient tomb appeared in Laolongkou. According to the photos at the door and the painted bricks, it was an ancient tomb from the Qin Dynasty! He immediately took people to take a look. The interior of the tomb passage was quite well preserved and the scale should be quite large. But I just took a few glances.

, the entire scene was closed!

And they are actually troops from the central theater!

As a visiting professor at the Archaeological Bureau, he immediately reported to his superiors, but all he got in exchange was "got it." He reported to the director again, and the answer turned out to be "he knew this matter well."

How many?!

If the tomb passage is dug, the contents inside will be in danger of losing color, being broken, etc. Why on earth can you just tell me something like that?!

The Archaeological Bureau of Chang'an City is different from other places. This is the ancient capital of thirteen dynasties. The Archaeological Bureau of other cities may just have a name, and I can't even think of it. But here, the Archaeological Bureau is very loud, even for tourism

Bureau, Publicity Bureau, up to Xijing Provincial Propaganda Department, Ministry of Culture, and Ministry of Tourism, all have to seriously consider their opinions.

The person sitting here is the top expert in the country's archaeological field. Even Yanjing cannot compare with him. Professor Li is well-known in the entire Chinese archaeological and antique circles, but he can't get an answer this time.

He contacted the archaeological team again. However, without orders from above, the archaeological team would never go out at will. There was really no other way, so he used his connections. Knowing that the two people who came out at that time were sent here, he took a few

Come with the professor.

Even if they can't get in, they still have to know what's inside!

As a result...still can't get in...

"Which unit do you belong to?" He said angrily in desperation. As soon as he finished speaking, the answer he got was the same: "No comment."

Zila - at this moment, there was a sound of car braking outside the gate. A bright yellow Pagani stopped at the gate, and the door opened quickly. Then, a beautiful woman who made people shine walked out.

She is about 23 or 24 years old, with neat short hair, dyed pink highlights. She wears a pair of large sunglasses, her skin is white, and her lips are like peach blossoms in spring. The color is charming but not gaudy.

There is a diamond earring in her ear. She is wearing a knee-length black windbreaker with a white turtleneck sweater underneath. A Tiffany necklace hangs casually on her chest in the shape of a blooming peony. She is holding a small one in her left hand.

Wearing a Hermès handbag, wearing a black short skirt, black lace, and a pair of bright red high heels, she walked over quickly.

She was like a plum blossom blooming in winter, aloof and beautiful, and her whole person exuded a smell that made strangers not allowed to enter. She walked directly into the building. The moment she walked into the building, the middle-aged doctor's eyes lit up and he immediately

He nodded and said: "Ms. Lin, you are here."

"Where is the person named Jiang?" Miss Lin pushed up her glasses and asked casually with a voice like a mountain ice spring.

"Ward 104."

"Are you disabled?"

"Mr. Jiang is in good health. He is just overtired and his back is seriously injured. There is no serious problem in other places."

Miss Lin nodded and was about to walk in when she suddenly stopped and said calmly: "Is the nurse taking care of him a male or a female nurse?"

The middle-aged doctor's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his intuition made him feel that this problem was very problematic. After a pause, he said: "A few experienced nurses..."

"Is it a boy or a girl?" Miss Lin asked again, her voice slightly raised a beat. The middle-aged doctor opened his mouth and whispered: "Female nurse..."

"Remove it." Ms. Lin said without refusal, walking towards the hospital: "Where is the changing room?"

…………………………

Ten minutes later, a beautiful woman wearing a nurse's uniform and sunglasses on her chest walked down the internal passage of the hospital on red high-heeled shoes.

The light on the ground was discernible, and her high heels were like hitting the keys of a piano. She walked without squinting, not out of habit, but as if no one around her could see her. The nurses and doctors along the way quietly retreated to both sides, surprised.

He looked at the young lady until she stopped at the door of Ward 104.

She swiped the card and opened the door gently. There was silence inside the door.

This is a single ward, but it is not the snow-white color of an ordinary hospital. Instead, it is like a home, with Japanese simplicity. On the large bed in the center, Jiang Xianzheng is lying there with his eyes crossed.

The head of the bed had risen to about twenty degrees. There were flowers and fruits on the table. The woman carefully kicked off her high heels and walked barefoot on the cold floor tiles. She slowly walked to the hospital bed. Then she gently stretched out her hand.

.

His fingers touched the lines of Jiang Xian's side face, and when he reached his lips, he applied a little more force. Then, his slender fingers crossed his Adam's apple, hooked off Jiang Xian's sheets, and pulled off his clothes. Suddenly, piece by piece

Powerful muscles appeared before her eyes.

Her expression didn't waver at all, she just raised her eyebrows. Her fingers followed the middle seam of her chest muscles, all the way to her six-pack abs. Finally... they landed on her pants.

This time he did not fall down, but gently outlined the outline. Suddenly he said: "I haven't seen you for a year, what have you been feeding it?"

Jiang Xian closed his eyes and said nothing.

Miss Lin smiled slightly, and then flicked her fingers hard. Jiang Xian shivered all over, and wanted to turn sideways, but Miss Lin pinched his chin, and said in a cold but gentle voice: "What about you? Hello, everyone.

What does it eat?"

Jiang Xian opened his eyes helplessly and said with a wry smile: "Black-haired beauty?"

Before she finished speaking, Miss Lin changed her fingers to grab and squeezed hard. Jiang Xian let out a strange scream and shrank back and cried out in pain.

"Can you be more f*cking gentle?!" He pulled up the quilt and said through gritted teeth, "I am a wounded person! Do you understand the wounded person! How can you take off the clothes of a wounded person when you come up?!"

Miss Lin sat on the side of the bed, gently lifted her ears and hair, and sneered: "What? Are you allowed to take off my clothes? I can't?"

Jiang Xian stopped talking, and coughed lightly after a few seconds: "Didn't you drink too much that day... You know that you are the darling of those two old monsters, and I would not dare to touch you to death..."

Miss Lin smiled slightly, like a midnight epiphyllum blooming, cold to the bone, yet alluring to the bone.

She didn't mind the sign of quitting smoking. She took out a lady's cigarette, squeezed the beads, took a puff, pinched Jiang Xian's ear, and before he could cry out in pain, the orange-flavored smoke sprayed on his face.

Like a light veil.

"Don't talk nonsense. It was you who provoked me first. What do you mean by running away while sleeping? I, Lin Ruoxue, am not worthy of you? Or do you look down on me? Huh?"

The last word "um" had a long meaning, and the sense of crisis made Jiang Xian laugh instinctively: "It's a misunderstanding...it's all a misunderstanding. Who knew that a young lady like you would go to a bar?"

"Can't I go to the bar?"

"No, I mean..."

"You can go to the bar to pick up girls, but I can't go to the bar to pick up guys?"

"I mean..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Lin Ruoxue pinched his mouth, making him pout, and turned his body around like a top special forces soldier. She simply sat on Jiang Xian's waist, her hands pressed on his chest muscles, and her body was like a cat.

She bent down in the same way, her hair falling on both sides of Jiang Xian's head, forcing him to look at her: "You have been running for a year and a half, and you still haven't learned to take responsibility?"

Jiang Xian felt as if his back was getting wet, and he pouted and said vaguely: "This... responsibility belongs to both parties..."

"I quite want to try to take on my share of responsibilities."

"...This...actually most of the responsibility lies with me..."

"So? How are you going to make it up to me?"

Looking at each other, Jiang Xian's eyes kept dodging. Lin Ruoxue sneered, straightened up, pinched Jiang Xian's chin with her hand, and rubbed his lips with her thumb: "Is there... someone else in your heart?"

She suddenly smiled: "By the way, how come you, a regular at the bar, only have one? Tell me, who else is there?"

Jiang Xian blinked his eyes and tried wildly: "Actually... there is a little bit of white moonlight..."

"It's okay." Lin Ruoxue put down his chin and played with his ears instead: "Name?"

Jiang Xian frowned, feeling that this matter was not simple: "Are you ready..."

"So that you will never see her." Lin Ruoxue smiled and said: "Remember, you are mine. I will not nod and keep your belt. Otherwise...my grandfather will let you familiarize yourself with the eunuch career in advance."

Jiang Xian was covered in cold sweat and struggled hard: "Actually... I like men."

Lin Ruoxue touched her hand back and said hard: "That's not what it said... Please be more careful next time you make excuses."

Flicking her hair, she jumped off Jiang Xian and said regretfully: "Unfortunately, I heard that you injured your back. Otherwise, you have to check today to see if you have eaten secretly on my back in the past year or so...

…Is your waist injured?”

"...Severe injury, almost broken. The doctor said it won't be cured in a lifetime..."

"Ahem..." At this moment, two voices suddenly came from the door. Jiang Xian looked at the door as if he had seen a ghost. Lin Ruoxue was stunned, and the expression on her face instantly changed from cold to a cute little woman, and she turned around

, rushed toward the door: "Grandpa, grandpa!"
Chapter completed!