Chapter 2292

Name:Scandal Supermodel Author:Xi Mian
Time, minutes and seconds passed.

The doctors looked at Ye Qingqing's condition and finally stopped the exchange of blood after a moment.

"Continue tomorrow."

After an order, ye Qingqing was taken apart the iron ring, and her limbs were finally released. But at the moment, she had no strength to move, so she could only lie on her back.

The bed was pushed across a corridor and returned to the room where ye Qingqing started.

She tried her best to open her eyes, as if she saw a familiar figure in the weak hazy.

Not other familiar, but familiar to the bone that kind of familiar.

It's like I saw myself.

However, when she tried to open her eyes to see more clearly, the bed had been pushed past the corner, no chance.

In the heart, inexplicably flashed a kind of strange thought, let her become a little uneasy.

It's just that there's no time to think that much.

No sooner had she returned to the house than someone forced a glass of sweet water into it.

Then, the mind becomes hazy again, without the ability to think.

The body, more weak, the whole body more heavy fall into the abyss, the mind desperately shouting what, but no response.

"Cousin Help me... "

At the moment when consciousness finally sank into nothingness, a tear fell from the corner of her eye and she murmured out these four words.

Just, in the quiet room, no one heard.

No one cares.

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it's a brand new morning.

Ye Ning thought that he would have no sleep all night. After all, he would go out tomorrow and pretend to be someone else. But strangely, he had a wonderful sleep last night.

It's just like a long-term ambition and goal that is about to be realized.

Excited, but safe.

"Miss Ye."

Ye Ning just woke up when he heard a knock outside the door.

She smiles and glances at the people at the door without speaking. All over, she was full of the momentum of the eldest lady, proud but not affectation.

The man in black looked at her more and said politely, "master, let me see your state."

"Now, how do you feel about my state?" She blinked and looked.

Beautiful big eyes, bright.

It's like a Barbie with life. It's so beautiful and lovely.

"Well Good. " The man had a slight pause before he regained his composure.

Ye Qingqing is indeed very beautiful, but she has been protected and grew up since childhood, and does not know how to make use of her own advantages. Even if there are admirers looking at her, she has always been arrogant response, so there are not many men around her, which makes people sometimes ignore her beauty.

What's more, she is still young.

"Well, please make a little preparation, and then it's time to start."

"Good." After ye Ning responded with an indifferent attitude, he turned back to the room and began to wash himself.

However, she deliberately did not brush her teeth and comb her hair, but only washed her face slightly.

The hair is messy, but it's not messy enough.

Not so good, but not good enough!

Ye Ning's expression slightly changed, gathered up all the colors in a pair of eyes, and made himself dark, as if he had suffered a heavy setback in life and suffered a general blow.

Then, she walked out of the glass room, looked at the people outside, and said with a light expression: "is there a stylist?"

Stylist??

How could there be

They looked at Ye Ning's expression, are a pair of sarcastic appearance, thought, this woman is really pedaling the nose on the face.