My wife is very drunk

Chapter 935
Drunk Ai Ai was stunned after hearing this: "Brother's wound is infected? Is his condition getting worse?"

Mama Zhang said: "I just happened to send Tang to the hospital. I only found out about it when I heard his assistant talking to the doctor. Mayor Qiao also specially told me not to talk about this matter, lest people with ulterior motives make a fuss." article."

Zhang Ma continued to wonder: "Originally, as servants like me, I wouldn't talk too much about it, but I was sent by my wife anyway. Besides, my wife and him are brother and sister, so it's better for me to tell my wife."

Hearing this, Wei Xiao muttered inwardly.

Okay, how could the wound be infected?Is it getting worse?
He sat down on the sofa and squinted at Zhang Ma: "Tell me carefully, what's going on? He is already recuperating well, how could he get infected for no reason?"

Zhang's mother was even more troubled: "Mr. Wei, I don't know exactly what happened, and I don't know how his wound got infected. But I can see that his complexion is really bad. And taking care of him Xiao Song's face is also scorched."

With her identity, she is destined to know too many things.

Zui Ai Ai heard that Qiao Yunzhong's wound was infected and his injury worsened, so she couldn't help feeling anxious.

The reason she was able to avoid suspicion and not go to see him was because Qiao Yunzhong's condition had improved, as long as he was well cared for.

But now, it suddenly got worse, and they kept it secret.

The more he kept it secret, the more Drunk Ai wanted to see what happened.

"I'll go to the hospital." She went upstairs quickly, and was about to change clothes when she returned to the bedroom.

Standing in the cloakroom, she hastily pulled out a red trench coat and put it on.

Wei Xiao followed unhurriedly, and followed in.

When Zui Ai reached out to draw a scarf, he reached out and blocked Zui Ai's front.

"Wei Xiao..." Drunk Ai Ai sighed slightly, and looked at Wei Xiao helplessly: "Brother's condition relapses, I always have to go and see."

Wei Xiao snorted coldly: "What's so interesting, the eighth floor is just pretending to be sick."

The words were so arbitrary, Drunk Ai Ai was not happy: "Wei Xiao, don't be so arbitrary, you didn't even take a look, why do you judge like that?"

Of course, Wei Xiao couldn't find any factual basis.

But he said forcefully: "Is there any basis for this? This is clearly because he deliberately pretended to be sick, so as to gain sympathy, and coax you to watch him and guard him."

Drunk Ai Ai smiled wryly.

This trick seems to be used by Wei Xiao, right?
She caressed her forehead and said to Wei Xiao: "Wei Xiao, you should be the only one who can do this kind of thing, right?"

Wei Xiao felt uncomfortable: "I'm not so despicable and shameless, doing such boring things."

Drunk Ai Ai gave him a white look: "I remember, at that time, there was a certain person who was hit and kept unconscious. After waking up, he had aphasia, amnesia and aphasia. He sat in a wheelchair every day and just kept his innocent eyes wide open. Looking at me, asking me to feed water and food..."

Although this refers to "a certain person", it clearly refers to the monk scolding the bald donkey.

Drunk Ai Ai continued to step on Wei Xiao's painful feet and said, "Isn't it because you made such a play that you suspect that everyone in the world is following your routine?"

Wei Xiao looked at Zui Ai Ai speechlessly, choking on Zui Ai Ai's words, speechless.

Then, with his handsome face darkened, he said with a stinky face, "Okay, I'll go to the hospital with you."

(End of this chapter)