The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Zhang Feng's fingers trembled a little, and he racked his brains with a pale face: When did the Qin family have a young master of this age?

But nothing came to mind.

In this imperial capital where the rich and powerful walk the streets, Zhang Feng has acted very cautiously, carefully investigating Yan Tao's identity and background.

Dare to make a move if you are sure it is correct.

However, he never imagined that this young man who looked extremely bully would actually have a relationship with the powerful Qin family?

Master Yan's legs were crossed on Qin Zong's thin waist, and he glanced at the stunned people around him, and Qin Zong obviously felt that this posture was not right.

He directly picked him up from the chair without thinking much about it, but this gesture was obviously too intimate in the eyes of others.

Anyway, Young Master Yan is a rascal and shameless, so she thinks everything is fine.

Master Qin raised his eyes coldly, and swept them away like knives. The soldiers standing upright immediately looked forward solemnly, hugging or something, oh, they didn't see it.

"Major General Qin, I..." Zhang Feng wanted to say something else, but Qin Zong directly passed him as if he was nothing, and only coldly told Lian Feng, "Send the materials to the discipline inspection and tell them, I want a satisfactory answer!"

Such scum can actually emerge from the land of the imperial capital.

Qin Zong's heart was cold, and Zhang Feng's face turned pale. If the Qin family intervened, what he did in the past...

He was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, losing any strength.

And Qin Zong had already strode out of the base, and carried the boy to the back seat of the car, "Where's the doctor? Why haven't you come yet?"

Lian Feng... "Master, it will take at least an hour for the doctor to get here!"

It's only been ten minutes since you, the one who just yelled.

Major General Qin's eyes as deep as the night sky showed a bit of anger, "Go to the military hospital."

Lian Feng opened his mouth, glanced at the young man who was lazily leaning on his grandfather's shoulder, and started the car silently: "Master, where is the one beside you injured? He is alive and well with a ruddy complexion, and he is healthier than you."

Where do I need to go to the hospital.

Even though he complained in his heart, Lian Feng still rushed to the military hospital at a high speed, and it took less than half an hour.

At the entrance of the military hospital, Qin Zong pushed the car door and stepped down first, "Come down."

Yan Tao's buttocks moved closer to the car door, and said weakly, "Legs are weak, I have no strength."

Qin Zong raised his lips, his perfect facial features showing a slight coldness: "When did you change from a cat to a little mouse?"

Yantao...why do you always use these animals to describe her.

Change it for me?

Tiger is good!

Holding the door of the car with his hands, the young man raised his exquisite and beautiful eyebrows at the man evilly, and said leisurely, "I'm weak because of your handsome legs."

Qin Zong...

Without hesitation, he turned around and moved forward with his long legs.

Only young master Yan was left with a tall and cold back.

Yan Tao was stunned, as if he had teased him too much, he jumped down and chased after him, "Zong Zong, I am a patient, how could you leave the patient in the car?"

In the bustling crowd, the tall man in military uniform was unusually conspicuous. Coupled with his perfect and cold handsome face, he attracted frequent glances from the people around him.

"What a handsome soldier..."

"It's really handsome!"

It aroused the girlish hearts of a wave of girls, and the people who eat melons suddenly found that the military badge on the shoulder seemed to be a little different.

"Looks like stars...and ears of rice..."

But before they could react, Qin Zong's slender fingers twitched and quickly pulled off the things on his shoulders.