80 military doctor's little wife

"Guan Jing, he's your husband," said Qin, holding back his anger. His grandson can do nothing for her. Over the years, he has been looking for her. If it wasn't for him, his great grandson would have been in his hands.

Guan Jing touched her arm. In fact, she didn't want to. She was just afraid that others would find the injury on her arm. After that, she almost didn't wear short sleeves. It seemed that she was afraid that others would see it. Maybe there was nothing now, but she still felt that as long as she exposed her arm, it was like she didn't wear clothes.

And that feeling would make her feel ashamed.

The nurse was still waiting, and the others were waiting, so she had to stretch out her arm. After the sleeve was rolled up, there was nothing on her arm, but she still felt very ashamed, until her arm felt a pain, but she finally put up with it.

In the ward, Qin ziye is just like a changed person. He is losing weight rapidly, and his eyes are deeply sunken. In the past, he was so evil. His eyes seem to reflect the blue river of Qing'an. They are clear and beautiful. But now, they are beginning to be dull, and there is no divine color, his spirit, his spirit, All of them have been tortured by a disease. The torture is gone, and the torture is gone.

"Here you are," he said, looking back and seeing Guan Jing come in.

"En," Guan Jing came in and sat down. In fact, before they got married, everything was so beautiful. He loved her like crazy, and she was also grateful to him. However, after they got married, they found that everything was not as beautiful as they imagined, because the beautiful was just imagination, just self thinking.

Two people are opposite each other every day, so all the good things are because some of the lock things are gone, and in time, they also gradually see the shortcomings of each other, they think they can tolerate, but in fact, some things are unbearable.

For example, Guan Jing likes make-up. Sometimes it's normal to spend two hours on it, but Qin ziye likes to drink tea. It takes two hours to drink one time. What she can't stand is the two hours when he drinks tea, and he is also suffering. She has to spend two hours on one make-up.

Each other's two hours are two hours, but they both want to let each other get used to their time, but ignore each other's wishes.

Dream is beautiful, and reality is often not a dream, that is life.

But they are still married, they have to be responsible for each other, to be responsible for the lock of these wedding cigarettes, there is still time.

"You will be OK," Guan Jing comforts Qin ziye, but her comfort is useless. Qin ziye is the one who is sick, not her.

So in her eyes, the sympathy now, for Qin ziye, is harm.

Qin ziye opened his mouth and laughed, but it hurt his heart. I thought I could give you happiness. He clenched Guan Jing's hand. What can't be denied is that his happiness seems never to have happened, and Guan Jing never felt it in him.

They, in fact, are not too suitable. Both of them are too self-centered and selfish. After living together, they don't know whose bottom line they finally touch. He is compromising, so is she. But in the end, they almost find that their compromise has no practical significance.

Their happiness is not hard to be eaten by the dog.

"It's OK. You'll be well soon." Guan Jing clenched Qin ziye's hand again, and she had to admit it in her heart. She said so, but the little devil in her heart was relieved. Maybe she would be free soon.

Qin ziye's eyes flashed. Then he closed his eyes and stopped talking.

He still knows her.

What he can't help remembering is that he once lived with a little girl. When he dreams back in the middle of the night, he thinks of her most. He asks, can they still be friends?

She smiles and her eyes are cold.

And now he knows, in fact, in this world, it's not his ruthlessness, but her unfeeling.

Maybe they are going to die of old age and do not communicate with each other. It's ridiculous that at this time, what he thought of was not his new wife, but the little girl who was taken as a substitute by him. Was it because of the misfortune of his marriage, or was it because, in fact, her heart had been biased there, but he didn't know.

He gave up his reality and married a beautiful dream. Now the beautiful dream has turned into a nightmare.

The taste inside the hospital is the most unique. There is the smell of disinfectant everywhere, and this kind of smell makes a person's heart begin to be oppressed inexplicably. He looks at the rich green outside the window, but the meaning is cool. He is just like a doll, and can only be confined here, Her soul will also be imprisoned in such a broken body.

It may be a lifetime, or it may not be long before the end of his life.

He laughed miserably. In fact, his whole life was really in vain.

Of course, Tang Yuxin doesn't know about these things, and Qin ziye's illness has nothing to do with her. She is already in school now, but her younger brother has no one to take care of, so she has to take him to school. Cheng can eat everywhere. Director Tao knows that little fatty is the hero of blood donation, but she likes him, Anyway, now Tang Yuxin takes him with him in class. Cheng Cheng is like eating a hundred meals. If Dean Tao and Tang Yuxin are busy with surgery, Cheng Cheng is finally taken by Tao's teacher's mother. Director Tao has only one son. He just got married and has no children. Cheng Cheng is a child who is hard to fatten up, It's just a toy for Tao's mother, son and daughter-in-law. They hold it every day. Delicious food is fun, and they are given in piles.

Tao's family is good, so there is no lack of money. Every day the family is OK. Even dressing up for Cheng Cheng makes Tao's daughter-in-law really feel that the child is too funny. Originally, she said that she would give birth to a child a few years later. Now she decided to work hard with her husband immediately to give birth to a child, a beautiful and lovely child like Cheng Cheng Cheng.

On hearing this, Mrs. Tao naturally agreed with both hands. When she went back, she directly discussed with Dean Tao what name to marry her unborn grandchildren?

"I want to call my child Cheng Cheng," said Tao's daughter-in-law, looking at little Cheng Cheng sitting there watching TV. Her eyes are full of light. How can she be so cute? She's going to sprout her blood.