"Inferior, I will talk to the person in charge of the prison and let them take good care of you."
Luo Chen smiled happily.
"I heard that there are many tricks in the prison."
"If you have a good relationship with them, you will be well taken care of."
"If it's not good, there will also be 'care' waiting for you."
He bit these two words very hard.
Don't seem to mean anything.
However, Ye Qingli always lowered her eyes slightly.
Like what he said to him, he didn't care at all.
Luo Chen asked for a landslide.
Don't care.
He stepped forward two steps, and then, sitting across from Ye Qingli.
"Do you know that Wan Qingyun's condition has deteriorated again."
"Now, all doctors cannot find a cure."
"The only consensus is that he was cured by the last doctor."
"Causes meridian disorder and loss of spiritual power, so that the medicine stone is not effective."
"Huh, huh, these quack doctors, who have no ability to heal people, put the blame on others."
Luo Chen said with a smile.
"However, your situation now is very troublesome."
"Wan Qingyun is the only son of a seven-generation single pass, the only heir of Wan Jianmen."
"If he really has three longs and two shorts, Master Wanjian, the grumpy old man, will definitely not give up.
"Maybe, he will come to the door with his men."
"At that time, even your master can't protect you."
"Tumbling."
Luo Chen shook his head with a sigh.
"If such a flower-like little girl is chopped into puree, it is really unbearable."
Although he was talking about smallpox, Ye Qingli's expression seemed calm from beginning to end.
It is as if Luo Chen said that it is a thing that has nothing to do with himself.
"So what?"
"how?"
Luo Chen's eyes flashed a smile.
However, it quickly disguised the past.
"My son and Wanjia used to be friends."
"Anyway, Wan Qingyun is not dead yet."
"If the son is so committed, then Wan Jianmen might sell me a friendship."
"It won't embarrass you."
"However, it's not just anyone who can ask the boy to plead for help."
Luo Chen's eyes, with a faint smile.
"At least, you have to let the son see that you are useful to the son."
"I don't know, what makes it useful for Master Luo?"
Ye Qingli raised his eyes.
"Now, the most important thing for my son is, of course, running for president of the Medical Research Association."
"So, as long as you can be my vice president with peace of mind, and, if you help me run for the election, then the son will bear all the effort to ensure that this time I will spend it safely."
"My son can guarantee that in the future, Wanjia will not find you in trouble for this matter."
"how do you feel?"
Luo Chen said earnestly.
In his eyes, there was a scorching glow.
In this case, Ye Qingli absolutely cannot not agree!
You know, what she is facing now, but the choice between life and death!
His fiery eyes were fixed on Ye Qingli.
"Life and death are between your thoughts!"
Ye Qingli's face was always expressionless.
Suddenly, she smiled.
"I have a friend from the Far South."