After all, in the catering industry, if you don't have some eyesight, you can't get mixed up. He can't flatter such a noble and big customer as Ding Qianlie. How dare he offend her.

Seeing that she insisted on not having an ambulance, Tan Cong didn't dare to make his own decisions. He had to face bitterly and secretly pray that guests wouldn't have an accident in his hotel. Otherwise, if the reputation of the century old store is damaged, he will have to face a lawsuit.

At the moment, in the private room, Shen MuQing lay flat on the sofa naked. Ding Ning's hands were flying. Thirteen silver needles were carefully and heavily inserted in her chest, trembling slightly and humming like the sound of a sword.

After he broke through the martial arts, the nine ghost thirteen needles finally showed the thirteenth needle, but the more he understood him, the more he felt the breadth and depth of the nine ghost thirteen needles, and realized how shallow and ridiculous the previous idea that the eleven needles could completely cure Shen MuQing.

The nine ghosts and thirteen needles are far from as simple as he imagined. The thirteen needles only have their shape but not their God. Only by cooperating with the moxibustion of the nine ghosts can they have both God and shape, go against Yin and Yang, determine life and death, and seize the creation of heaven and earth.

At the moment, he can only master one ghost and thirteen needles, which is still very far from the realm of nine ghosts and thirteen needles, life and death, human flesh and bones.

Shen MuQing had no worries about her life when she practiced the art of refining God and breathing and breathing. However, during this period, she was depressed all day, and her mind was not smooth. In addition, today, she was hurt by the scene and drilled the tip of an ox horn. She was desperate and had no love, which led to poor Qi and blood, stagnation of meridians in the atrium, rapid deterioration of her condition and rapid heart failure.

The patient with life and death ambition in her heart is the most difficult to treat. Even if Ding Ning's medical skills are divine, without her cooperation, she can only barely protect her life, but she can't get better completely.

In other words, even if she is saved now, if she can't give birth to the desire for survival, she will still die after all. He must awaken Shen MuQing's intelligence, open her heart knot and let her have the desire for survival, so as to carry out the next treatment for her.

This makes Ding Ning angry, anxious and distressed. This girl really doesn't let people worry. It's only been a few days, so she's going to die.

She used Reiki to protect her heart pulse and maintain her last ray of vitality. Reiki poured into her body as if she didn't want money to dredge the clogged meridians, while the kid desperately swallowed the cleared impurities and depression to ensure the smoothness of the meridians.

With the passage of time, Ding Ning's whole body was foggy, sweating like rain, and his face was as white as paper. The rapid consumption of aura and mental power made him overburdened and exhausted.

It's no exaggeration to say that the cost of treating Shen MuQing is more than that of robbing Xiao Nuo from the God of death some time ago. If he hadn't just made a breakthrough in cultivation, I'm afraid he would have been unable to hold on.

After all, Shen MuQing's heart is a congenital malformation. Whether it's cardiovascular, blood pressure or heart valves, their work efficiency is not as good as ordinary people, so the difficulty of treatment is also rising.

This made Ding Ning depressed and happy. If he hadn't taken the kid by chance, even he wouldn't be able to return this time.

Without the little devil, the scavenger, he can't help her expel the impurities and depression that block the meridians. Even if the meridians are dredged, they will be blocked again sooner or later. Once the meridians are completely blocked by excessive accumulation of impurities and depression, he can only watch Shen MuQing disappear and die.

For a simple analogy, these impurities and depression, like cancer cells, will constantly erode normal cell tissues. When cancer cells have not spread, there is still the possibility of treatment. Once cancer cells begin to spread, there is basically no cure.

The role of the imp is to constantly eat these diseased substances, so that these diseased substances can not erode normal cell tissues.

I don't know how long later, when Ding Ning gritted his teeth and insisted that the spiritual power in the Dantian was close to the end of the oil and the lamp was dry, Shen MuQing's pale face finally had a trace of ruddy. After his long eyelashes moved twice, he slowly opened his eyes.

The first reflection in the confused eyes is the face she yearns for day and night, but the cheek with a warm smile is pale at the moment.

Shen MuQing looked at him and thought to herself, is this a dream? Why is he here? It seems that I'm really dreaming, alas! Just have you in the dream. I hope this dream will never wake up.

So she closed her eyes again, but suddenly there came dingning's tired and hoarse voice, "I don't want you to die, live well for me". She felt a heavy chest and a head pressed on it.

"Ding Ning, Ding Ning, how are you?"

Why is it so real? Isn't this a dream? Shen MuQing subconsciously touched the head lying on her chest. The familiar taste and temperature made her suddenly open her eyes. Looking at the man who was thinking, she closed her eyes and fainted. She immediately shouted in panic.

Unfortunately, Ding Ning is now back in the state after rescuing Xiao Nuo. Her spirit is depressed, her aura is exhausted, and she enters a deep sleep state on her own. She can't respond to her words at all.

Shen MuQing gently stroked his sleepy face, gradually blurred by tears. She knew that the man saved her again.

Regardless of being naked, he carefully picked up Ding Ning's head, hurriedly put on his clothes and shouted, "come on, come on!"

When Ding Ning woke up, it was the next night. The snow-white and pure walls were full of the smell of disinfectant on his nose, so that he knew that he was in hospital again.

The whole body was sore as if he had been beaten violently. He sat up laboriously. Only then did he find that there was a woman lying on the side of the bed, with dark hair scattered and sleeping.

Perhaps his action startled the people beside the bed. The woman rubbed her bleary eyes and said in surprise, "brother, are you awake?"

"Well, sister, why do you sleep here?"

Ding Ning looked at Ding's black eyes and tired face and asked in surprise.

"You've fainted all day and night. I dare not leave if you don't wake up. In other words, you're a doctor. How can you cure yourself for a disease? Fortunately, the doctor checked and said you're OK, but you're a little weak."

Ding Qianlie stretched lazily and yawned. A pair of Danfeng's eyes were full of tears and complained endlessly, but the worry and care in the words warmed Ding Ning's heart, just like the warm feeling of his mother's constant nagging in his ears.

Seeing that Ding Ning looked at her foolishly and didn't speak, Ding led the hunter with an unnatural face and said, "I'm hungry. I'll get you something to eat."

Ding Ning was so excited that he suddenly reached out and took her hand. "Sister, I'm not hungry. Please have a rest."

Ding Qianlie's whole body was stiff. A trace of undetectable red cloud flashed across his face. He muttered, "I want to rest. I have to have a place."

"Go to bed and lie down for a while. I've been lying down for so long and my whole body looks like rust. I'll go down and move."

Ding Ning couldn't refuse to drag her to bed. When she was about to get out of bed, she fainted and almost fell.

Ding took the hunter and hugged him. His eyes dodged and said, "you haven't recovered yet. Let's lie down together."

"I..."

Ding Ning jumped in his heart and looked at Ding Qianlie strangely.

Ding led the hunter with a red face, turned his head and said insincerely, "I'm your sister. I'm not afraid. What are you afraid of?"

"Well, all right!"

Ding Ning felt her beating like a drum and always felt that it was inappropriate, but she said so. If he was more hypocritical, he would appear to have a ghost in his heart.

They lay side by side on the bed. Ding Ning's lips looked at it twice. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start. He felt that although his sister and brother had known each other, they hadn't seen each other for more than 20 years. Now lying together made him a little embarrassed. After all, his sister was a great beauty in the same level as Shen MuQing, and she was very hot.

In particular, the hospital bed was not large, and it was inevitable that the two people would have physical contact together. The soft touch and if there was no body fragrance came to his nostrils, which made him a little confused. He secretly scolded his beast. He even had an evil heart towards his sister. He quickly calmed down and concentrated on running the Bodhi Heart formula into practice.

Ding Qianlie was tight all over and turned his back to Ding Ning. Although she slept in peace, she still made her very nervous, but she knew that Ding Ning had no blood relationship with her, not to mention that they had a skin relationship before.

At the moment, she recalled the beautiful customs of that day. Although it was to save people, the feeling of the unity of soul and flesh made her aftertaste this time and gave birth to a different mood in her heart.

Feeling the vigorous masculinity behind him, Ding led the hunting heart like a deer and gently bit the cherry lips. His previous sleepiness was swept away, and the waves in his beautiful eyes flowed. He was not only worried about Ding Ning's unfaithfulness to her, but also had some hidden expectations.

I was thinking in a mess. If he couldn't help being a beast and wanted to do something to me, would I refuse? Or just a half push?

No, it's impossible. He doesn't know that I'm not his own sister at all. How could he do those animal acts to me? Ding lanlie felt a faint sense of loss at the thought of this.

She is twenty-five years old, and her body is ripe. If she hasn't experienced personnel, it's better, but after experiencing that wonderful taste, she has eaten marrow, known taste and strong desire.

She has always been dismissive of men. During this period, she has had those shameless dreams. The man in the dream is lying next to her now, but she can't go to Wushan together. How can she not be melancholy.

My mind was full of confusion, tossing and turning, and I didn't know how long it took before my eyelids were heavy and I fell asleep.

She had a very beautiful dream. She dreamed that she and Ding Ning revisited their old dreams and let her soul go to heaven again and again. She was extremely happy.

When the morning sun fell on the ward, Ding Ning felt vaguely that there was a fragrant woman lying in his arms. His confused brain had not reacted yet, and subconsciously thought it was snow.

So, the salty pig hand, who is used to being natural, lifted up his clothes at his waist and quickly occupied the commanding height.

Ding Qianlie was stiff, her brain roared, and her ashamed face turned red. She had been awake for a while, but found that she didn't know when she got into Ding Ning's arms. His legs were still on her legs, so she didn't dare to move, so she had to close her eyes and sleep.

I wanted to get up while he turned over, but I didn't expect him to advance an inch. She ate tofu grandly, which made her ashamed, anxious, angry and angry. She was also inexplicably happy. She whispered in her heart whether the guy deliberately pretended to sleep to take advantage.

Eh, when did the snow get bigger again? No, no, it's not falling snow. Who's that? Is it... God, this is my sister.

Ding Ning was excited all over, and the salty pig's hand shrank back with a glint. He quickly opened his eyes. What appeared in his sight was Ding Qianlie's long eyelashes and blushing cheeks.

My sister is awake. I even touched her... I'm really an animal. Ding Ning was ashamed and looked down with his lips: "sister, I'm sorry, i... I..."