第一百九十二章 窃他人美（2 / 2）

陆曈低着头，用筷子搅着碗里米粥，林丹青放下馒头，将信将疑看向说话人：“真好了？”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc6YKj6L+Y6IO95YGH77yf5oia5YWs5a2Q55y85LiL5aW95b6X5b6I77yM5YaN6ICF77yM5aSq5biI5bqc5LuK5pel5LiA5aSn5pep5Luk5Lq66YCB5LqG6LCi56S85oSf6LCi6Zmi5L2/77yM5oiR55yL77yM5bqU6K+l5Lmf5piv55eK5oSI5LqG77yB4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“那还能假？戚公子眼下好得很，再者，太师府今日一大早令人送了谢礼感谢院使，我看，应该也是痊愈了！”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5ZWq5ZeS4oCU4oCU4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“啪嗒——”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6ZmG5puI5pCB5LiL56235a2Q44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

陆曈搁下筷子。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5LiD5ZGo5LiA6Z2Z77yM5LyX5Yy75a6Y6Z2i6Z2i55u46KeR77yM6ZqP5Y2z5riQ5riQ5ZON6LW36auY5aOw56KO6K+t44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

七周一静，众医官面面相觑，随即渐渐响起高声碎语。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc6Zmi5L2/546w5LiK5Zyo5L2V5aSE77yf4oCd5L2g6Zeu44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“院使现上在何处？”你问。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5bSU5bK35o+h57Sn6I2v5Y2V77yM56We6Imy6ZqQ546w5oCS5oSP44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

崔岷握紧药单，神色隐现怒意。<div id="z78fgsn46h">