"Jiu'er, what's the matter with you?

How could you talk to Master Jiu like that just now?

Don’t you want your life?”

Zhen Jiuer is just an intern and does not have her own outpatient desk yet.

So, she doesn't have a computer either.

If you want to use a computer, you have to go to an Internet cafe outside.

She rushed out, and Qiaoqiao had no choice but to chase her out.

When Jiuer sat down in the Internet cafe, Qiaoqiao immediately rented the computer next to hers and pulled a chair close to her.

"Jiu'er, do you know what kind of person Jiu Ye is?

He is the god of our Jiangzhou! He is... the kind who has one hand... that."

Qiao Qiao raised her hand to cover Zhen Jiuer's head and gestured: "This kind of thing, you know?

You can cover the sky with one hand! You dare to offend Master Jiu, you are really tired of living."

Zhen Jiuer ignored her and quickly typed on the keyboard with her long fingers, Beimuguo, Nine Emperors Uncle, Zhan Qingcheng, Emperor Wuya, Feng Clan... Nothing, nothing! Occasionally there are similar ones, but they only appear in

Other people's novels are full of made-up content.

In history, there was no Beimu Country at all! Qiao Qiao didn't notice the glistening wetness in her eyes, but now her head was filled with Lu Beicheng's cold and solemn face and the figure that kept strangers away.

"But having said that, Jiu'er, did you see clearly just now, that Jiu Ye... my God, in my life, I have never seen such a handsome man!"

"He's so handsome, so handsome that I can't describe it in words! He's even more handsome than the stars on TV, you know?"

Jiu'er...Jiu'er?"

Qiao Qiao finally saw clearly that Zhen Jiuer's eyes were covered with tears.

She was completely panicked: "Jiu'er, you... what's wrong with you?

Are you scared?"

She rarely saw Jiu'er cry. After knowing her for so many years, she didn't remember seeing her cry a few times.

Although Jiu'er was not crying now, there were tears in her eyes! Qiao Qiao felt distressed immediately.

"Jiu'er, don't be afraid. I...I went to plead with Mr. Jiu. I just said that you just fainted and woke up, and you are still a little confused. That's why..." "Qiao Qiao."

Zhen Jiuer suddenly turned around and held her wrist.

"Jiu'er, what's wrong?"

Qiao Qiao was really uneasy. There were tears in Jiu'er's eyes, but she didn't look like she was crying.

"I'm fine."

Zhen Jiuer closed her eyes hard, and when she opened them again, there was no extra emotion in her eyes.

"Have you ever been to the Municipal Library in Jiangzhou?

Are there many classical books hidden inside?"

"I, I'm not a person who likes reading, but..." Qiaoqiao thought for a while and suddenly said: "The Humanities Library seems to have a lot of ancient books..." "Come with me, now!"

...Zhen Jiuer was in the Humanities Library and stayed there all afternoon.

Even Qiaoqiao was tired for her.

She stayed up all night last night to perform an operation on the young master of the Lu family, and fainted again in the morning. After waking up, she never rested again.

I am still flipping through the book, and my big, watery, beautiful eyes are covered with red bloodshot eyes.

It's really distressing.

But she seemed to still get nothing.

"Still can't find the information you want?"

Seeing Jiuer's disappointed look, Qiaoqiao was also disappointed.

"The books here are all too new."

Zhen Jiuer put the last book back on the shelf.

"How can a real antique book be easily seen by you?"

Qiaoqiao comforted her and said, "It's getting late. Let's go eat something first. You haven't had any water all day today!"

Although Zhen Jiuer was anxious, she could only accept the reality first, and left the library with Qiao Qiao, preparing to find something to fill her stomach.

Unexpectedly, before I could find the shared bicycle, I was blocked by two men in black suits.
Chapter completed!