"Sister Xiaoqing...To be honest, from the moment she came to the hospital until now, Miss Xiaoqing has been more disgusted with doctors...will she go with you?" Li Yueyue asked with a frown.

"I'll go" A weak voice came from the ward. After Song Yun and others pushed open the hidden door and entered, Xiao Qing stared at Song Yun and said, "Brother Song Yun, I believe you, but... If it is really not cured, please don't stop me from leaving. After all,... I don't want to stay by your side imperfectly."

"How could it not be cured by silly kid? After that weird man took action, there was no disease in the world that he could not be cured by him." Song Yun touched Xiao Qing's hair and said softly, "Don't worry, it will definitely be cured. I believe you Brother Song Yun!"

The sect is in the Taihang Mountains, and Song Yun planned to take the plane directly this time. Early the next morning, Song Yun completed the discharge procedures and planned to take Xiao Qing to Hebei for a rotation.

As for the Black Dragon, he had found the person who caused the accident. He was a woman, in his thirties, and seemed to be the lover of the Red Dragon King that Song Yun had lost before. I don’t know where to hear the rumors, so I planned to take revenge on Song Yun. However, because Song Yun is so good and has too many younger brothers around him, he put his ideas on his woman.

This is how I happened last night.

Song Yun handed over the right to deal with this matter to Hei Jiao, and he believed that Hei Jiao would give him a satisfactory answer in the end.

When they boarded the plane, a group of people from the Song family came to see him off. Song Ergou didn't come because of something. Ye Qingsi and a group of women held Xiao Qing's hand to comfort him.

Song Yun planned the route to take a plane to Zhengding Airport first. He thought that there would not be too many people in the business class at this time, but he and Xiao Qing landed in the plane, and it was already full. Fortunately, the business class location and space were relatively large, so it was not crowded. Under the guidance of the flight attendant, Song Yun and Xiao Qing found their own positions. Sitting opposite were a man and a woman. The man was dressed in a expensive suit. The woman was dressed very fashionable. Looking at the clothes on her body and the LV volume bags on her side, she knew that she was very identifiable.

Song Yun asked Xiao Qing to sit inside, then handed the bag to the flight attendant and sat outside. He also smiled enthusiastically at the woman next to the man opposite. However, the woman turned her head disdainfully, and the man was hostile to Song Yun. Song Yun smiled and touched his nose. It seemed that it was because he was not wearing famous brands. Grandma, when did he have to hang a sign around his neck? Five big words were written on it, I am a rich man.

Xiao Qing was afraid that others would see her face against gauze, so after she showed her face at the ticket gate, she kept covering her head with a piece of black gauze, dressed like the Mu sister who was always wearing a black gauze at the beginning and was later seen by Duan Yu, the pervert, instead of the face he would not marry. Because Xiao Qing's dress was too strange. Not only was a pair of men and women staring at her opposite, but even the guests in other places also frequently looked at her.

Xiao Qing knew that it was the gaze attracted by her face, so she tried hard to shrank in, trying to avoid the seemingly ridiculous gazes of these people. Song Yun patted her arm and signaled her not to care about others.

Xiao Qing nodded, lay on the chair, and tried hard to close her eyes. She couldn't open her head and was not upset.

After the plane took off, the flight attendant began to order food for the business class guests. Song Yun saw Xiao Qing open his eyes and asked Xiao Qing what to eat with the meal sign. She shook her head and signaled that she would not eat anything.

"How can we not eat? After getting off the plane, we still have many cars to drive, and some of them cannot even get through and need to walk. If we don't have the energy, we will definitely not be able to get there. We must supplement some nutrition." Song Yun forced the meal sign into her hand and asked her to order a few.

After hearing Song Yun's words, Xiao Qing barely ordered a few foods. The flight attendant's service was very thoughtful and he quickly delivered the food.

Xiao Qing looked at the food in front of her and hesitated without moving her chopsticks. Song Yun knew what she was afraid of, so she smiled and comforted her: "It's okay, take it down. Otherwise, it would be inconvenient to eat. Now everyone is eating, no one is watching."

Looking at Song Yun's affirmative look, he glanced around again. Xiao Qing carefully took off the black cloth on her head.

"Ah!" Unexpectedly, just as soon as he took it down, a woman's scream came from the opposite side.

The screaming person was the fashionable woman sitting opposite Xiao Qing. She was always curious about Xiao Qing covering her black cloth on her head. She just pretended to eat, but her eyes were secretly aiming at Xiao Qing's movements. She thought to herself. If you don't believe you don't take it down even if you eat.

As expected, Xiao Qing took off the black veil with Song Yun's encouragement. Then she looked up and faced the dense gauze wrapped in Xiao Qing's left face. Then she started screaming.

It doesn't matter if she called her, everyone on the plane attracted her eyes and pointed at Xiao Qing's face.

Xiao Qing's eyes were rosy, trying hard not to shed tears, and once again covered the black veil on her head.

Song Yun looked at the screaming woman opposite and asked with a sneer: "It's just a piece of gauze, it's worth your fuss?"

"What?" the woman looked at Song Yun and asked.

Song Yun narrowed his eyes and asked, "Are you Chinese?"

The man held his head up and replied in very unstandard Mandarin: "We are Koreans."

"Looking at your sticky face, what's wrong with Koreans? The booze is bigger than people from other countries? Or is it louder than others? What's so proud of?" Song Yun sneered and scolded. If you offend yourself, don't have good fruits to eat. The quality is that thing. Song Yun really doesn't have that thing.

The man looked at Song Yun with contempt, turned his face and started talking to the woman beside him in Korean. He glanced at Song Yun and Xiao Qing from time to time.

Song Yun leaned on the back of the chair and watched the two of them talking in Korean with a smile on their faces. When they were almost the same, they asked in Korean: "Do you think I don't understand your words?"

"Ah, you can speak Korean too?" the woman asked with disbelief. At this time, she really glanced at Song Yun in front of her eyes.

"It's very simple for me to know Korean. That language is very naive and fools can do it. But it makes me incredible if you know Chinese," Song Yun said coldly.

"What do you mean?" the woman asked with a cold face.

"What I mean is that you are a bride. Are you a fucking person there? You are obviously Chinese and you still fucking say that Chinese people are not of quality. That bastard is playing around and playing with you? I heard idiots saying what you just said." Song Yun didn't care how vulgar his words were and cursed fiercely. He heard the two bitches talking just now, and he was even more angry. Foreigners looked down on the Chinese, and even Chinese followed behind to fan the flames. Why don't such scumbags pull out to light the sky lanterns?

"Are we wrong? Look at your current quality. I have married a Korean, and my name has also been changed to a Korean. It has nothing to do with you Chinese. I feel ashamed of being a Chinese before." The woman glared at Song Yun and said contemptuously.

Song Yun clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Very good. This is a good way. In the future, we China will send all bitches like you to South Korea. There will soon become a garbage recycling bin."

"You!! Not qualified."

(End of this chapter)
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