99 Billion Spoiled Marriage: Kisses in peace, my little sweetheart

"Just a thank you, it's over?"

Hearing this, Lin Zheng raised his eyelids and said, "I'm already like this. What else do you think I can do?"

Gu ruoyi smiled: "it will get better sooner or later."

Lin Zheng finally looked up and looked at her: "well, how do you want me to thank you?"

Gu ruoyi glanced: "forget it. Listen to your tone, thank you too. I can't help it. It's what I owe you."

Then he picked up the packed rice porridge from one side: "are you hungry? Do you want to drink some porridge? I'll heat it up for you." then he took the porridge bowl to the nurse station.

Come and go, Lin Zheng lived in the hospital for almost a week.

Although the high fever caused pneumonia, it was better because of its young age and good physical foundation due to constant exercise all year round, so it soon returned to its previous state.

The only drawback is that Lin Zheng has lost a lot of weight, his cheeks have collapsed, and he looks a little down and out.

On the day of discharge, Gu ruoyi also picked him up. Like a full-time nanny, he helped him pack up and go through various formalities for discharge.

After that, they left the hospital.

When going to the parking lot, Gu ruoyi was walking on the road and suddenly noticed a flash of light in front of her.

She was stunned and instinctively remembered the flash of the camera. Looking forward, she saw a figure, got into a BMW and drove away from the scene.

Although she didn't see what people looked like, Gu ruoyi still wrote down the license plate number with her extraordinary memory.

After getting on the bus, Gu ruoyi quickly sent the license plate number to the assistant and attached a sentence:

[check the owner of this license plate number, who is sacred!]

Huaxi villa.

It's cloudy outside. It seems that it's going to snow.

He lit the electric fireplace, wore a casual white sweater and coat, and sat on the carpet reading magazines.

As soon as the mobile phone rang, a message floated in.

Soso casually opened it. The information was sent by hosnian. There was only one picture. She was very familiar with the two people on it:

Lin Zheng and Gu ruoyi both wore a long black coat, which looked like a couple's shirt;

Gu ruoyi's long curly hair was blown up by the wind. Due to the dislocation of the photos, it looked like it was brushed on Lin Zheng's face.

Moreover, looking at the shooting background, it seems to be the Municipal Hospital of traditional Chinese medicine.

hospital!

Suo Suo was stunned and suddenly remembered that the day she bailed Lin Zheng out, he seemed to be frozen in the police station, and his lips were not bloody at all.

And in the car, when he pressed himself, his palm was hot, and even his breath was surprisingly hot.

So that night, she should have taken him to the hospital.

Suo rubbed her hair with some annoyance. Forget it. Now she was relieved to see him alive.

However, soso is no longer in the mood to read magazines.

In the evening, snowflakes were flying outside, which was the first snow since the beginning of winter.

Soso hurried down the SLR from upstairs and wanted to shoot a beautiful snow scene and send a microblog to his circle of friends.

Before the shooting was finished, hosnian called: "it's snowing. Would you like to come out and eat hot pot?"

Soso held up the SLR and stood by the French window looking for a shooting angle. "The road is slippery in snow. You'd better stay at home."

"No," hosnian said with a smile, "my predecessors all have girlfriends. Are you okay?"

Soso said, "I'm starving and don't eat shit!"

Hosnian listened to her stubborn voice and couldn't help smiling: "swear!"

"It's better to say dirty words than to do dirty things!"