Reborn 1990 hot wife chasing husband

Chapter 1292 It Looks Like Someone Made The Cup

Mother Du was not happy. In her eyes, of course her son is good everywhere, even more handsome than Andy Lau, so why is he not good enough for him?

"Son, you can't feel inferior. The most important thing for a man is ability and family background. What's wrong with you? As long as that Miss Ye enters our Du family, Mom will definitely treat her like a daughter..."

Mother Du is full of confidence. Although the Du family is not a rich family, it is not a small family. There are countless girls who want to marry into her family!

Du Peiran had no choice but to persuade him patiently: "He's richer than ours, he's still a local from Pingjiang, he lives in a bungalow, drives a small car, and he already has a fiancé, who still runs a company, mom, you'd better go home and call me." Mahjong go!"

Walking on the bridge of life and death this time, Du Peiran didn't say he saw through the world of mortals, but he also understood a lot of truths, and even reflected on some of his previous actions, as if he had been reborn as a human being.

It can be regarded as a blessing in disguise!

A large basin of ice water was poured down, and Mother Du was immediately discouraged. Good girls are always good, and it was too late to act.

but--

"Hurry up and break up with that little vixen surnamed Sun. From now on, keep your eyes bright. Don't always find some dubious vixens. They are all things..." Mama Du changed her kindness, and her expression became fierce.

She had learned by insinuation that the reason why her son was so serious was because of his relationship with the vixen, which made the situation worse and almost belched.

Sun Yurong almost killed her precious son, and Mother Du wanted to strangle that little bitch to death.

Du Peiran lowered his head in shame. After all, it was not an honorable thing, and he let his old lady know about it. I don't know which big mouth passed it on to her?

Mother Du thought that he was reluctant, and said angrily: "The little vixen is doing it for your money. You have been in the hospital for a week, and the other students still came to visit you anyway. Has the little vixen come? I see this kind of woman a lot. , you can do all sorts of shameless things for two money, don't follow your father's example, stop now!"

What I hate the most is the shameless vixen, who only stares at other people's husbands, why doesn't God hack them to death!

Mother Du was angry with her son, and felt distressed at the same time. Her son had inherited her husband's flirtatiousness. To be honest, Mother Du sympathized with her future daughter-in-law.

"I know, I know... I will definitely keep my own place in the future." Du Peiran promised from the bottom of her heart, but Du's mother didn't believe it too much. Her husband never made it every three days.

But Ms. Du didn't care too much. She was more tolerant of her son than her husband. The husband must guard against death. Son...as long as he is happy.

Ye Qingqing found Dr. Chang's office. Mother Du said just now that Dr. Chang just went to patrol the ward. He probably worked the night shift, so he was in the office.

Before she could ask, Dr. Chang took the initiative to say, "The result came out, it's very weird."

"What kind of weird method?" Ye Qingqing became interested.

Without saying a word, Doctor Chang took out some papers from the drawer and handed them to Ye Qingqing, "Look for yourself."

There are five photos in total, with different dates and different results. The last one is from yesterday, and the result above is that all the indexes are up to the standard, which is very healthy. But the indexes of the previous two days are very scary. It looks like you are about to die. .

"Why is there such a big difference?" Ye Qingqing said to himself.

Dr. Chang smiled wryly, "I have been practicing medicine for more than 20 years, and this is the first time I have encountered such a strange case. It feels like someone has made a mess of it."

Ye Qingqing's heart skipped a beat, the whole cup?

Tomorrow will continue, good night

(End of this chapter)