"Hurry up and call an ambulance! This fucking hurts me to death...ahhhhh!" Fu Changting didn't notice Bai Yao who was standing by and looking at him. The pain of tearing flesh and blood made him forget about his image and rolled all over the floor.
.
The Royal 1 fire was quickly extinguished.
Fortunately, there were no casualties this time, and the only seriously injured person was Fu Changting.
He was burned the most severely, and there was not a single piece of good flesh on his legs. Even if they were healed, they would still be left with twisted and horrific scars.
After the ambulance arrived, Bai Yao followed slowly.
Jiang Chenzhou asked her: "What else do you want to do?"
Bai Yao looked serious: "Sprinkle some chili oil into his wound."
Jiang Chenzhou's eyes widened!
This, this is too cruel!
Bai Yao is a person who does what he says, so he immediately bought a bottle of abnormally spicy chili oil from a roadside shop and rushed to the hospital leisurely.
On the way.
The wandering ghosts discovered Jiang Chenzhou following her.
The young prince was dressed very anciently, wearing a tattered battle suit and the long black hair of an old man.
It immediately caught their attention and they gathered around him.
"Hey kid, were you role-playing before you died?"
"He looked quite handsome, but he died miserably!"
The young prince looked coldly and scolded coldly: "Go away."
Although he is not very old, he possesses a domineering aura that has been battle-tested for a long time. This aura is very upright and a sense of oppression from being in a position of power for a long time.
With a cold drink, all the ghosts were frightened and ran away.
The young prince floated in front of her and blocked her way.
"What for?" Bai Yao looked at him with interest.
Jiang Chenzhou pursed his thin lips tightly, and after a long time he hesitated and said: "I...I want to take a bath and change clothes..."
It's not that he dislikes these clothes, but in the world three thousand years from now, if he dresses like this, he will be surrounded by lonely ghosts.
He doesn't like to be stared at.
So, do as the Romans do.
Bai Yao laughed when he heard this, pointed at him and said, "This military uniform suits you very well. It is also proof of your outstanding military achievements. Are you really willing to change it?"
The young prince looked at her longingly.
To be honest, he couldn't bear it.
It is impossible for a general to give up the glory that belongs to him.
But she also said that the country he protected with his life had long since perished.
When he wakes up from a dream and has changed a lot, what's the use of clinging to these things that have long lost their meaning.
For some things, you don't need to stick to the surface, it's enough to take it to heart.
Bai Yao saw that it was still early and looked around, his eyes falling on the square park opposite.
There is a small man-made lake over there in the park.
"Let's go, I'll take you to take a bath."
Jiang Chenzhou's eyes lit up and he followed her happily.
Then……
When he saw a square full of aunts and uncles dancing in the square, his handsome face turned completely black, darker than the bottom of the pot!
"How dare you play tricks on me!"
How can he bathe in peace in full view of everyone?
Bai Yao said with a smile: "They can't see you, you wash your clothes, the uncle and aunt dance, there is music accompaniment, you take a bath and enjoy the dance at the same time, how cool it is."
Dancing posture...?
He used to see beauties singing and dancing.
But the scene of the uncles and aunts in front of him, which he could barely call a dance, made him feel uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it.
Even if Jiang Chenzhou died again, he would not give up taking a bath.
Bai Yao was very happy and took him to the other side of the lake.
This side is relatively quiet.
only……
When Jiang Chenzhou found a couple in love sitting on a bench under the dim tree, his handsome face finally couldn't stand up.
"I think this military uniform looks good on me. There is no need to change."
Bai Yao held up his forehead: "You, the little prince, are really difficult to take care of."
"Let's wash it when we get home."
Jiang Chenzhou looked up at the bright moon in the night sky with a sad expression: "Home...? My home is gone long ago."
He is a major general with outstanding military exploits, and he is also the extremely noble King of Jin.
But three thousand years later, he is nothing but an unwilling and lonely soul.
Bai Yao looked at him melancholy.
Come forward.
He raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head.
"Don't be so depressed, cheer up."
"Since I take you home, my home will be your home from now on."
"Everything you did during your lifetime has long since passed away. People should look forward rather than remembering the past."
Jiang Chenzhou turned around, his eyes slightly stunned.
This girl looks fierce, but she is actually cold on the outside and soft on the inside.
Maybe she was right, he should let go of the past and look to the future.
Bai Yao patted his shoulder: "Let's go to the hospital and give the turtle some chili oil."
Seeing how confident she was, Jiang Chenzhou felt dumbfounded.
"Give mercy to others."
"I only know how to treat others in their own way."
Bai Yao smiled proudly.
Jiang Chenzhou was startled again.
When she said this, her expression was high and she was indescribably handsome.
Hospital.
Fu Changting's screams kept coming from the operating room.
After receiving the news, Wang Ruofang rushed over immediately, "What are you doing? Didn't I ask you to protect Chang Ting?! You're a bunch of trash!"
The subordinates lowered their heads in disgrace and allowed her to scold them.
"How could a good thing catch fire? Have you found out the cause?" Wang Ruofang's cold and pretty face showed anger.
The subordinate said truthfully: "The cause of the fire is unknown, and we are still investigating..."
"Trash! Replace a new bodyguard and protect Chang Ting. If anything happens to him again, you should cut off one of your hands."
"Yes, Mr. Wang..." The subordinates responded cautiously.
Wang Ruofang waited anxiously outside the operating room.
No one noticed.
Bai Yao was leaning on the corner, looking at her with lazy eyes.
Wang Ruofang is young, in her early thirties, wearing a pair of expensive brand names, and her neat short hair makes her look particularly capable. At first glance, she is a strong woman.
Director Zhang reminded her before.
It is said that the backer behind Dong Chen is Wang Ruofang.
Wang Ruofang is the head of the Wang family in Jiangcheng. Her main and side businesses include entertainment, real estate, electronics, etc.
There have always been rumors among the upper classes.
The Wang family in Jiangcheng has a huge power, taking both black and white. Its power can be compared with that of the Liu family in Beijing.
Bai Yao looked at Wang Ruofang's face quietly.
One look at her face and you know that this woman is not someone to be trifled with.
But so what.
Anyone who opposes her and helps her enemies is also her enemy.
The door to the operating room opened quickly and Fu Changting was pushed out.
Wang Ruofang looked worried: "Chang Ting, how are you? Is it serious? Do you want me to invite the best foreign experts to look at you right away?"
Fu Changting grinned in pain, "Sister Wang, I don't want to stay in the hospital, please take me out of here."
He would be admitted to the hospital every time he was unlucky.
As a result, he had a deep psychological shadow and resistance to the hospital.
Wang Ruofang was very happy: "Okay, you can go to my house to recuperate."