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Chapter 272 Can You Say He Made Her Hypoglycemic?The Shen family's family style is so open-minded?
Shen Du: "."

"Hypoglycemia is not a serious problem. You made your dad and I almost have a heart attack. I thought that Xiao Song had some incurable disease, and I was already thinking about how to explain to your grandpa, saying, why did you have to hide it so desperately just now?" with us?"

Shen Du raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, his expression seemed a little impatient.

"I don't think there is any need to say more about this question."

"Shen Du, are you starting again? Do you need me and your dad to discuss with the elders in the Shen family to remove you from the family tree, my dear son?"

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Shen Du sighed softly, and frowned, thinking about how to answer this troublesome question.

And after Nan Song learned that he just had hypoglycemia, he had already scolded Shen Du over and over in his heart, quite evenly.

After her mood calmed down, she turned into a melon eater at this moment. She even stretched out her hand to raise the head of the hospital bed a little, and just lay there lazily.

All I need is a handful of melon seeds and a pot of tea.

Shen Du turned his head and glanced at Nan Song who was waiting to watch a good show. When he looked away, his face had an expression of resignation to death.

"I'm hiding it from you because she has something to do with my hypoglycemia this time."

Ye Lan continued to ask on the other end of the phone: "What's the relationship?"

"The two of us didn't have breakfast today. After waking up, I took her to do a little strenuous exercise together. She was exhausted too much, so she fainted from hypoglycemia."

Nan Song: "."

After working for a long time, it turned out that she had hypoglycemia because of this? ? ?

That's right, it took a lot of energy to make love, and I didn't eat anything at that time, so wouldn't there be a problem?
Sure enough, the culprit was Shen Du, a dog man. It was inhumane to insist on going to Wushan Yunyu with her!
As for the reason for her fainting, she didn't have the face to say it out!

But soon, Nan Song realized another important point - can he tell his parents about his hypoglycemia?Their Shen family's family style is so enlightened to this extent?
So he quickly gave Shen Du a wink, but he didn't know whether the man really didn't see it or pretended not to see it, and he didn't even give her an extra look.

Nan Song suddenly felt a little hopeless.

"What strenuous exercise?" On the other end of the phone, Ye Lan continued to question.

At this moment, Nan Song was so desperate that he even stood up half of his body and stared at Shen Du.

Finally, Huang Tian paid off, the domineering president's 24K pure extravagant eyes finally turned towards her.

Nan Song hurriedly made Shen Du's lips and gestured: Don't say it!Do not say!

The gesture is still the same "Daba Daba".

Shen Du looked at her, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said into the phone: "Just a few simple fitness movements, she said that she wants to train muscles recently, let me teach her."

Shen Du didn't change his face and his heart didn't jump, he showed his ability to tell nonsense with open eyes, and Nan Song was stunned when he heard it.

Fuck, awesome, he can't even blush when he tells a lie, he really deserves to be a person who does great things.

But under normal circumstances, sons who do great things often have a mother who is not simple, for example, Ms. Ye Lan——

"A few simple fitness moves? Since they are simple, why would you use up your physical strength like this and directly cause hypoglycemia? What kind of moves did you teach Xiao Song?"

When Nan Song heard Ye Lan ask this question, his whole body was about to collapse.

She had never discovered before that her mother was so persistent.

"Hypoglycemia has nothing to do with the intensity of the movements. Instead, it has something to do with physical fitness. If the physical fitness is not strong enough, it is easy to go wrong when doing simple movements. This is the case with Nansong."

"Oh, so that's the case."

Ye Lan muttered something in a low voice, looking suddenly enlightened.

"But even so, you should take it easy. Xiao Song is your wife and not an outsider. Does Wen Rou know about her?"

"Oh, I see."

Shen Du rubbed the center of his brows, seeing Nan Song's gloating face, he pressed his tongue against his cheek.

Over there, Ye Lan murmured and added: "Whoever wakes up and drags others to exercise without eating breakfast is really crazy, and he's dead."

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Bite the bullet and withstand the pressure of being scolded by his own mother for being crazy, Shen Du replied: "Okay, Mom, I'm very sorry for making you worry."

"It's good that you know, if there is another time like this, you wait for me and your father to kill you in Feili's mansion!"

"toot toot"

The phone was hung up, and Shen Du looked down at the phone in his hand, with complicated mood and expression.

The expression on Nan Song's face, who was watching the show, hadn't had time to restrain himself, he was still looking at Shen Du with a mocking face like a fool.

But when she came into contact with Shen Du's cold gaze, for some reason, she suddenly felt a sense of guilt.

Because just now she misunderstood that she had a serious illness, and the appearance once again appeared in her mind.

There is one thing to say, it is more or less embarrassing.

Nan Song also couldn't figure out why she was always so good at brainstorming various plots. Could it be that she was afraid of death in her subconscious at this stage?
Shen Du took two steps closer to the bed, looked down at her from above, with a real sense of irony in his indifferent expression.

Nan Song and him looked at each other, and finally began to feel that he was a bit stupid for thinking that he had a serious illness just now. Shyly, he reached out and tried to pull the quilt up to cover his face.

But when he exerted a little force, he felt a slight pain. The infusion needle inserted on the back of his hand was caught by the quilt.

"hiss--!"

Nan Song was unprepared, his brows were wrinkled, and he gasped in pain.

Shen Du still looked at her quietly, without any change in the expression on his face.

Seeing the blood on her face that had almost recovered, Shen Du opened his mouth after a while: "Are you hungry?"

"hungry."

Nan Song nodded quickly, for fear that the dog man would regret it if he said it a second later. After all, this man seems to be in a bad mood now.

In this way, from the moment she woke up in the morning until now, she hasn't eaten or drank a sip of water.

There was a small table on the bed, and the height for eating was not enough, so Shen Du leaned over to help her raise the bed a little bit higher.

Then I brought two white thermos buckets from the table next to the window. Judging by the size of the containers, they were not small, and there must have been a lot of delicious things in them.

Nan Song couldn't help but began to imagine what delicious food he was about to eat.

The two thermos buckets were placed on the small table in front of her. When Shen Du solemnly opened the lid in front of her, Nan Song suspected that he was dazzled.

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