Chapter 142: I have no time

On the second day, Nightingale woke up from the bed, she looked at the computer on the table, but Ye Hao's figure was gone, and at this time there was a burst of fragrance in the kitchen.
"Wake up? Come and have a meal." Ye Hao's voice came from the kitchen.
Nightingale got up and walked to the kitchen. She frowned and looked at the man in the apron: "What did I ask you to do?"
"Don't worry, I have made a software, and now the computer is automatically searching for the appearance of these three people from cameras and surveillance all over the world. We will remind us when there is news." Ye Hao placed the tableware in front of him. On the table.
"As the saying goes, people are iron rice and steel. Even people in the dragon group have to eat." Ye Hao was very casual, he had already picked up his chopsticks and ate.
Nightingale hesitated, but the scent of the food on the dinner table kept teasing her taste buds, and finally she sat down. When she picked up the chopsticks and picked up a bun, a strange light flashed in her eyes when she bit down. .
"How about it, it's delicious." Ye Hao smiled confidently. Now his cooking skills are a bit more comfortable for him to eat.
Nightingale did not speak, but continued to eat.
Ye Hao was very relaxed, saying this and that over there, as if talking to himself.
"Cough cough cough."
Suddenly, Nightingale bent over to the side on one side, covering her mouth, accompanied by a strong cough.
Ye Hao hurriedly looked over and saw that a pool of Nightingale's vomit had fallen on the ground, which was actually accompanied by blood.
"What's wrong with you?"
"No... it's okay." Nightingale gritted her teeth with sweat on her forehead, pressing her palms on the table, and pressing the table with deep fingerprints, one can imagine what pain she is enduring now.
"Um... I'll take a look for you, I will do some medical skills." Ye Hao hurriedly brought the needle bag, but Nightingale did not resist, letting Ye Hao get her pulse.
Half a minute later, Ye Hao's brows wrinkled.
"How about it." Nightingale panted and looked at Ye Hao.
Ye Hao shook his head: "I can't see what it is."
Nightingale shook her head mockingly, and took a deep breath: "It's okay, it's just a little stomachache. It will be fine after a while." After that, she continued to bite her teeth, coughing from time to time.
Ye Hao stared at Nightingale's face. He probed Nightingale's body just now, and he did not find the root cause. Was it strange? This has no root cause, how could such severe pain occur.
Ye Hao couldn't bear to see a beautiful woman suffering in this way before his eyes.
"Wait, I'll give you a massage, maybe it will be better." Ye Hao walked to the back of Nightingale, and pressed his hands on Nightingale's neck.
At first, Nightingale was still a little restrained, but soon closed her eyes.
But Ye Hao secretly said in his heart.
Holy Healing!
Ye Hao was surprised to see that there was a faint light from his palm. The light was scattered, but it was not dazzling, and it gave people a cordial feeling, and the light passed from Ye Hao's palm into Nightingale's body. .
Because Nightingale closed her eyes at this time, she didn't see this scene.
She just felt that Ye Hao's palm felt like she couldn't speak. It was warm and comfortable, and the pain in her body was alleviated a lot.
In the blink of an eye, a minute passed, and the palm of her hand moved away from Nightingale's neck. This made Nightingale feel a sense of loss in her heart for an instant, as if she had lost something.
"It's better." A tired male voice came from behind.
Nightingale turned to look at Ye Hao, she was a little surprised: "Are you okay."
Ye Hao waved his hand and swallowed, "It's okay, it's just a bit tired. You didn't know that this massage is technically laborious and very energy intensive."
Looking at Nightingale's suspicious eyes, Ye Hao felt that he didn't believe what he was saying, he looked at himself in the mirror.
Pale face, bloodless lips, and trembling arms.
This is exactly like a patient who is ill. He didn't expect that the cost of performing this holy light technique would be so high. It seems that his mental power is not enough. These abilities have extremely high requirements for the human body's spiritual power.
Fortunately, it was back to normal within a few minutes.
But Nightingale didn't ask much, she had returned to normal, and silently thanked Ye Hao.
After cleaning up the dirt on the ground.
"Okay, I have something more. I want to go out. The computer will automatically search for information. Don't press it, just stay at home." Ye Hao got dressed and ordered Nightingale to go out. Up.
Nightingale sat on the bed, quietly looking at the computer, the room was quiet only the sound of the fan in the laptop.
At this moment, Nightingale's cell phone rang.
"Hi." Nightingale answered the phone.
There was a man's voice on the other end.
"Nightingale, what are you doing! This man is the target of our three groups of surveillance, how can you contact the target person without authorization."
Nightingale replied silently: "I just came to find something I want. After I find it, I will leave and will not interrupt your mission."
"Damn it, Nightingale, you have to figure it out. You're still on vacation now. Is there anything you can say until you return to the headquarters."
"No, I don't have time."
Nightingale spoke, and hung up.
She looked at the three pictures on the computer screen with murderous intent flashing in her eyes.
"I have no time."
The next day was considered normal. Ye Hao accompanied Song Xiaoyue to practice violin in Ning Yawen's piano store, and then did not return until the evening.
When Ye Hao returned to the house, he found that Nightingale was sitting on the bed in the same posture as when he left, staring straight at the screen.
"Don't you have not moved today?" Ye Hao asked in surprise.
Nightingale did not speak.
"You didn't have lunch, did you?" Ye Hao felt that he was asking for nothing. The kitchen was clean and there was no sign of takeaway.
This woman is a bit weird.
"I know why your stomach hurts, maybe you are hungry. Young people don't take good care of their bodies, and sooner or later they will be finished." Ye Hao smiled and shook his head, then walked into the kitchen.
After a while, the smell of food came out of the kitchen.
"It's eating. I said that you don't have to stare at the computer all the time. It's useless to stare at it. If you can find it, you can find it. If you can't find it, it's useless to watch." Ye Hao's voice came.
Nightingale didn't say much, she went to the table and sat down and started eating.
"Speaking of the Ye Family, can you tell me now." Ye Hao looked at Nightingale expectantly. If he got information about the Ye Family's forces in Haicheng, he might find some clues about the Ye Family's troubles.
"After I find someone, I will naturally give it to you." Nightingale replied lightly.
Ye Hao gave Nightingale a glance.
But then Nightingale took the initiative to ask Ye Hao a rare question: "What kind of massage did you have yesterday and why I feel that my body is better." "No comment."