Chapter 117 (1/2)

Another half an hour later, ye Ziheng saw Lu Jiang and a white haired old man coming in with a familiar figure on their shoulders. He saw that the man was Li ruohai.

”I can still drink!”

Li ruohai suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly. His voice was so loud that he could frighten people to death. Ye Ziheng also saw his red face.

Then Li ruohai came closer, and ye Ziheng smelled a smell of wine.

After a while, Lu Jiang and the old man dragged Li ruohai over and threw him on the sofa where ye Ziheng was.

”Er ~ ~”

Li ruohai suddenly opens his mouth and slams a gap. The smell of wine is accompanied by a strange smell that I don't know what it is, which is very disturbing.

Then he slowly turned his head to ye Ziheng, and his eyes stopped for a few seconds on ye Ziheng's face.

”Ah, isn't this ye Xiaoyou? Why, wake up.”

Said, raised the hand to face ye Ziheng's shoulder, pulled ye Ziheng over.

”How about, Er ~ ~, is your injury cured?”

Li ruohai said casually, this look is totally different from what ye Ziheng usually sees.

Although helpless, but ye Ziheng or nodded, after all, no matter how to say, it is their own rescue, they can provoke first.

Ye Ziheng had to smile and nod. ”It's much better.”

”But I don't think you are very energetic. Wait for me.”

He said, turning to look at the old man who sent him in.