The Magician of Clow

Chapter 720 The Magic Boy's Personality Signature Has Been Updated

"Oh ~~ Her. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

In the night-time ward, it was still the 'salted fish' who made a disregarding cry and was lying on his bed covered with bandages and playing a cos mummy.
And the head chef in charge of him. No, the attending physician.

He just recovered and listened to Fang Ran's terrible scream that was exactly the same as a few days ago, and the neat tug of his hand turned it into a succinct scream in an instant!

"what--!"

Feeling that it might be a bandage covered with a layer of skin torn from the skin, Fang Ran bit the sheet and felt that he might cry at any time.

"Sister resuscitation, you can just do it. Can't you just take it lightly?"

Before I knew it, the hot September in the capital was already at the entrance of the alley in the southern suburbs, and the uncles on the horses slipped away quietly under the shade of the trees chatting with their palm fans.
On the last day of the end,
Young men and women wearing sunglasses on the water of the Dongjiang River are still holding a party with their yachts colliding with wine glasses on board.

The shining sea in the sun brings a cool sea breeze, blowing over the high-rise buildings in the capital, and blowing over the trees, seas and mountains in the suburbs.
In the end, it turned into a shallow track, and melted into the distant world of the atmosphere and sky.

In the night bureau ward on the outskirts of the capital, it has been a week since the night when the extreme night came, and received the long-awaited login reward.
The young man who was finally able to remove the bandages on his hands cried out in pain because the removed bandages were stained with the potion and the blood scab had dried and solidified.

"Now I know that I want to be gentle, little brother Fang Ran, when you got off the plane, you had to stand and stay in the hospital bed, for fear of making others worry about your strength?"

Hearing the sound of crying on the hospital bed, resuscitation threw away the bandage on his hand and looked at Fang Ran, who rolled up his sleeves and bit the sheets, and said helplessly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Isn't it only you, Sister Resuscitation, now?"

Feeling the stimulation a hundred times more sour than opening the plaster with a 'swish', Fang Ran, who was lying on the bed, let go of his breathless body and completely relaxed his body.

Am I alright?

Laughing and shaking his head slightly, he decided that he must teach him how to deal with women when he has time.

Resuscitation looked at Fang Ran, who was lying on the salted fish. Compared with the juniors who were the participants' companions,

It feels more like an extra little brother who occasionally feels uneasy.

"Speaking of resuscitation sister, I will not leave scars on the places where I have scabs after surgery?"

Feeling that I finally recovered from that state of weakness all over my body, Fang Ran propped up his body and turned himself over, then raised his hands,

Looking at the scars left by the operation to remove the congestion and purulence on the arms, and the large scabbed abrasions that were probably made when they smashed into the ice field, he asked a little hesitantly.

"Huh? Why are you afraid that you won't be able to find a girlfriend if you leave scars?"

Hearing this, the resuscitation smiled lightly, making Fang Ran look at her silently and expressionlessly.

Sister Fu, do you dare not to mention my life-long event on any topic?
But looking at the beautiful CEO with a natural elegance and a doctor's white coat, there is a special temperament,

Fang Ran was still embarrassed to complain, so he could only scratch his cheek with his fingertips and smile bitterly:

"That's not true. I'm just worried that the scars are too obvious to be seen by the family and can't be explained."

Knowing that he was worried about this, Resuscitation looked at him with a bit of amusement, and sat on the chair beside the bed to activate the ability of routine treatment and said:
"As long as the conditions are met, the participants who can even recover their disabled limbs can leave scars, mysterious rituals, technological potions, and healing spells. There are as many means of removing scars as small problems in the world of night battles."

Controlling an energetic energy flowing in Fang Ran's body, he routinely checked his recovery and said with a soft smile:
"In short, I will use my ability to help you restore it to the original state. Brother Fang Ran, if you have nothing to do, you can go to the trading interface of Yewang. If you need money, I can help you first."

Thinking that the cheapest things in the Yewang trading interface are tens of thousands of dollars, Fang Ran has never borrowed money from anyone since high school.

Hearing that the resuscitation didn't care and said with such a chuckle, it is estimated that it is the kind of saying that you use the pad first to take care of your own face. In fact, if you don't want it at all,

Fang Ran really felt a little embarrassed, looking at the elegant and beautiful face on the side, who was recovering with his ability.
Because yesterday I noticed that my emotional restrictions were invalid, and I was familiar with getting along with the recovery who knew his secret. It was not a disguise but a real nervousness when facing the opposite sex.
The most terrible thing is that I remember the memory of the first time I was stabbed. The more I warned myself not to think about it, the more I cared about it.

Subconsciously, he couldn't help but let out a rant.

"Well, forget it, it always feels like being taken care of by a beautiful president."

Hearing what he said, he finished the examination, withdrew his hands and leaned back on the chair, regained consciousness with teasing eyes, stared at the innocent boy who had been single for 20 years, smiled sweetly, and said openly:
"The hormone levels have risen a little bit. It seems that little brother Fang Ran, what you said is not as honest as your body."

Σ(っ///mouth///;)っShocked! ! !

Hormones. Hormones! ? ! ?
Speaking of resuscitation sister, do you even know this! ? ? !
Seeing Fang Ran's body froze as if he was frozen, and then sure enough, the whole person was stunned, and the recovery deliberately changed to a teasing tone.

"So Fang Ran, do you like someone older than you?"

Seeing from the resuscitation eyes that she was teasing himself, Fang Fei felt that his dignity as an adult male was being insulted. However, he frowned and said expressionlessly:
"Yeah, I like resuscitation sister like you."

Then the completely unshakable recovery still looked at him gently and calmly and said with a teasing smile:
"Hey, brother Fang Ran, are you saying you want to pursue me?"

"Gah--!"

A beautiful president who has dealt with countless suitors in business is not of the same order as a young boy who has never had much contact with women before.
He was defeated in just one match, and without tensing his face, he let out a shaky and angry short-circuit cry.

"Haha. Okay, I won't tease you. I will think about it when little brother Fang Ran grows up in a few years."

Are you still kidding me! ! !
(╬╯///Д///)╯┻━┻I lift!

Seeing that the treatment was over, the resuscitation stood up with a contented face and walked out with a chuckle. Fang Ran, who was not an opponent at all, could only lift the table and shout in his heart!
"The tendons in both hands have almost recovered. You can try to change your clothes by yourself, and look at the current recovery status. You should be able to get out of bed and go home tomorrow, little brother Fang Ran."

It turns out that the bandage will be removed again tomorrow! ?
(╬╯///Д///)╯┻━┻ I will lift again!

Finally, watching the resuscitation and waving away with a smile, Fang Ran rolled his eyes and fell onto the bed, pulled a new set of hospital gowns, and prepared to carry out the rehabilitation training called 'try to change your clothes' as instructed by the attending physician.

The lobby on the first floor of the night bureau,
In the super spacious and bright hall with a sense of technology beyond the times, according to a strict time cycle, one cleaning robot after another slid over the bright and clean floor tiles.

The resuscitation who just came down from the upper area of ​​the night bureau passed through the corridor, thinking that his junior still has a green and innocent side and smiled slightly.
Then suddenly I heard a burst of quick footsteps, the heels of high-heeled shoes hitting the floor tiles.

The owner of the footsteps just came to mind in his mind. When he recovered, he saw that the glass door in front opened automatically. The black and white matching shirt coat and the long wine red hair formed a stunning beauty. Qingcheng's face was still stunning.

"Yesheng, are you back?"

When she found Ye Sheng's figure, the recovery was a little unexpected. She thought that a workaholic like Ye Sheng would have to wait at least a few days before coming back, but it wasn't that she knew how busy Ye Sheng's work was.
It's just that the recovery has made it clear that she is always used to doing other work immediately after finishing it.

"Well, there are surprisingly few problems that need to be solved in dealing with this incident. It's nothing to negotiate some details with Midnight and the Evernight Palace. The impact of this incident in the North Pole has only spread in a small part of the Night War World. "

He didn't expect to meet resuscitation at this time. Listening to her surprise, Ye Sheng explained a little, and then asked with some concern:
"Fang Ran how is he?"

Keenly noticed the worry and concern in her ink-colored pupils, the smile of recovery was a little weird, and then smiled at her as if not abnormal and replied:

"Little brother Fang Ran is resting in the ward upstairs."

"Well, okay, I see."

Nodding, just when he was about to walk in the direction of the elevator, Ye Sheng suddenly heard the recovery as if he had just remembered, and asked casually:
"By the way, Ye Sheng, still can't contact Ye Ya?"

"Well, since the Arctic thing, I couldn't get in touch with her."

He answered without stopping, not noticing that the resuscitation smiled and waved at her, watching the number of floors gradually increase, thinking about the question just now,
Ye Sheng suddenly became a little ecstatic.

I was able to perceive the relationship between Fang Ran and the Angel of the Night, and finally found his whereabouts in the North Pole, thanks to the words Ye Crow said to her in the restaurant last time,
So Ye Sheng was really grateful and ashamed when he rescued Fang Ran. Time and time again, starting from the hunting scene where he would definitely die, including the 'token of love',
Ye Sheng didn't know how much he owed Ye Ya.

Therefore, this time in the North Pole, the reason why we went all out to win the protection of the night angel in the night, in addition to doing our best for the night party's companions,
Ye Sheng wanted to repay as much as possible in this way. No, to help Ye Ya.

"She should be with the angel of the night now"

I got the relationship between her and the angel of the night from the last night's mouth, guessing her whereabouts at this moment,

Ye Sheng thought about these and went straight to the door of the upper ward of the night bureau. When he was in a trance, he ignored a very important thing, pushed the door and walked in.

Then I saw that in the ward, the young man who was about to change into a hospital gown on the bed heard the movement and looked at the door subconsciously. The moment he saw himself,
Look stiff.

Ye Sheng quickly recalled the moment when the air was quiet.

In order to let people rest better, the ward of the night bureau is completely soundproof, and she just patronized and thought about the night crow without knocking on the door!
Bang!

Seeing that the door of the ward was slammed shut with a loud bang, I saw a stunning figure with long wine red hair at the door flashed out of the door,
Fang Ran, who was completely bewildered on the bed in the ward, took a full three seconds before his eyes trembled and he doubted that he had recovered from his life.

Fang Ran: "."

Sister Yesheng, you can close the door even if you pretend not to care or calm down.
You 'boom'.
(long silence)

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Come on someone and kill me! ! !
Fangran, 20 years old, magical boy ability (fully awakened), no smoking, no drinking, virgin, single time is about equal to age, has not passed the fourth level exam three times, lost money four times this year, passed the station Six times, I was issued face-to-face nine times, and I was forcibly issued once by rumors. I once forcibly broke into the women's locker room, ran into a drug gang, pretended to be a beauty idol, got involved in a social dance, went to a city-wide live broadcast, and lived with a school girl.
After a trip to the North Pole, it was the worst time to be bumped into by my own boss.
　The desk is here, I finally have a code space of my own, and finally I don't have to hold a small broken notebook and write on the bed! ! ! ! (Because this afternoon, I was working on the table and wiring the computer, so the update was late, I'm sorry.)

　　
　
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