Chapter 37: Plotting a Promotion

Cheng Wanli’s eyes reddened; he had never imagined that his wife could be suffering from such a grave illness. He felt as though he had been struck by lightning. Watching the couple before her, Yan Hongying offered comfort: "Based on my diagnosis, it is not an incurable disease. I suggest you go to the Military Region Hospital for a more definitive examination." Jiang Wenjing was Cheng Wanli’s wife, and Cheng Wanli was Ye Changzheng’s direct superior. Yan Hongying was exceptionally cautious when it came to Jiang Wenjing’s medical condition.

The black cat that Guan Hebao had brought home was ferocious, and since Guan Hebao rarely tended to it, the hungry creature often scavenged for scraps in the old streets. Eventually, the cat crawled through a crack in the corner of the wall into the room where Zhu Xiuhua was being held. The three children tied up inside, however, treated the cat like a treasure.

We bid farewell to Grandpa, promising to return in a few days. Professional nurses were there to attend to him.

"I forgot to tell you." After blowing the faint smoke from the muzzle of her gun, Gong Ping wore a smile that Chen Jinting knew all too well as she spoke.

"Do I have the right to say no? Regardless, you wouldn’t let us leave easily anyway, would you?" I walked toward the interior of the warship with a sullen face.

Smiling and nodding, Yuli said nothing, instead pulling out a Poké Ball and tossing it. The Pokémon that emerged was Gardevoir. Qiuyue smiled upon seeing the Gardevoir, and subsequently sent out her own Pokémon—Serperior.

How could it... come to this... Athrun moved toward his father, who was floating in mid-air, and placed his hand on him in a daze. Cagalli came to the other side, gazing at his face with sorrow.

We have so much to talk about, so much common ground; our hearts are in sync. With Liu Qian, I seem to have nothing to say, and even when we do, it never reaches the heart; most of it is just perfunctory.

"I am leaving now. I will leave everything in Yanjing for you to manage for the time being!" Qin Feng gave a brief instruction before snatching the car keys from Dugu Pojun’s hand.

It seemed Er Daganzi was right. That perverted expert was truly hiding in room 205.

"Go straight in, Gliscor!" Yeyue shouted. Having undergone special training, Gliscor was far more accustomed to smoke than the average Pokémon and definitely held an advantage. At this moment, Mismagius only needed to remain invisible.

Panda was the type of person who believed that if you spoke it, you must deliver, and he would honor that debt of gratitude. If he couldn't do it, he would be forthright about it, and they would simply part ways. Owing a saint a karmic debt was simply too agonizing; the mere thought of it kept him awake at night.

After saying this, Xu Qiaoxia turned to leave, but a pair of firm hands grabbed her arm, preventing her from leaving as she pleased.

Otherwise, if she let Lady Chu watch her do it, even if the result was delicious, it would be her own work, and Lady Chu would have learned nothing from the practice.

Gu Nanyin was unaware of her situation, staring in terror at Huo Ling’s gun, which she was pressing firmly against herself.

"No, protect the Chief!" Long Wu immediately appeared at the Chief’s side, shielding him with his own body.

Yang Qin’s words caught those present off guard; they had no idea what he intended to do.

"And after you descend the mountain, I will also go down to inform my family so they can prepare," Sima Rong said earnestly.

Panda walked inside and flew for a while before finally seeing Yang Jian, Yang Chan, the Meishan brothers, and Xiaotian Quan.

The three of them stared fixedly at Lu Guang. What he had just said was resonant and spoken with such excitement; more importantly, they truly felt that his demeanor was significantly different from before.

Looking at the way his bright red, soft lips were pursed, Lan Weiyan felt the memories of a short while ago playing back vividly in his mind, and his breathing grew strained.