Chapter 1601 (1/2)

”Grandfather, give them to the motherland. Let it serve all mankind. This is the value of the doctor. I think grandma must also hope that her research results can be passed down from generation to generation. ”

The old man waved to him, ”you go down first, let me think about it.”

Lord Zhan turned away.

When he came out of the old man's room, he looked at the reconstructed tourmaline manor. The layout and shape of the building remained the same as before. Lush trees, wide asphalt road, everywhere burst out of vitality.

The reconstruction of tourmaline manor was supervised by Zhengling himself. Thinking of Zheng Ling, he did not hesitate to work hard for him, but his heart ached again.

He lost such a good Zheng Ling.

Zhan hanjue dragged his dignified steps to his xiangding garden.

The ancient xiangding garden still retains its original appearance. But the trees, the flowers and plants have changed.

Zheng Ling planted many Jacaranda, many kapok trees and many Lingxiao flowers here.

There was a happy smile in the eyes of Zhan hanjue. Zhengling's design was almost the same as his plant design in Qingmei town.

Thanks to their heart.

Han Jue opened the door of xiangding garden and saw a pair of large frame ink paintings hanging on the wall of the living room. Inside is a row of small lattice picture frame, inside a whore a picture. They are all masterpieces of Zheng Ling.

From the first meeting of the ignorant, to meet the innocence of love, and then to the despair of life and death, and finally... White head does not leave each other's company.

Zhan hanjue instantly wet his eyes. If it was not for the trip to Mount Everest, Zheng Ling never thought of leaving him.

Zhan hanjue sat alone on the sofa, remembering his sweet pictures with Zheng Ling in his mind.

”Zheng Ling, where are you?” The pain of the warlord.