Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

Then, she saw Han Lin in the temporary bed in the emergency room. He was lying on the hospital bed with gauze wrapped around his hands. There were obvious scars after the fight on his face and a piece of gauze on his forehead. When she approached, a strong smell of wine came from him.

How much wine did he drink? How many injuries have you suffered?

Junle Yan frowned, then hurriedly pulled the nurse and asked, "I'm his friend. I just received a call from the hospital and asked me to come over. How's his situation?"

"I was so drunk that my hand was scratched by a sharp weapon that I almost broke my hamstring. I don't know about other injuries, but I have to wait until he wakes up for further detailed examination." the nurse said, "if you are his friend, please inform his family."

"OK!" junleyan hurriedly answered, hurriedly dialed Han zixie's mobile phone number and told the other party about Han zixie's stay in the hospital.

"OK, I'll come right away. Please take care of Yan Yan first." Han Zixuan said.

"I will." junle Yan said.

Then she sat by the hospital bed and looked at Han Lin, who was still drunk. She didn't know what happened. Why was he so drunk and how he suffered such injuries. His hands... Were scratched and almost broke their tendons. If they did, did it mean that his hands would be disabled?

Such consequences were unimaginable to her. Moreover, he had hardly seen him so drunk. This was the first time they had seen him completely drunk since they knew each other.

"Yan Yan... Jun... Jun Le Yan..." his mouth was almost unconsciously shouting her name.

"I am, Lin Lin, I am!" said junle Yan.

As if he had heard her response, he suddenly raised his hand wrapped in gauze, as if he wanted to grasp something.

Junle Yan was startled. He was deeply afraid that his action would be too big and hurt his hand, so he quickly gently pressed his arm and wanted to press his hand back to the bed. "Lin Lin, lie down obediently and don't touch your hand. Your hand is hurt now."

He seemed to feel something. He opened his eyes slowly because he was drunk and closed. The beautiful eyes were full of confusion. Then, the corner of his mouth grinned and showed a satisfied smile, "Yan Yan... Good, you're..."

"Well, I'm..." she said.

He then closed his eyes again, his lips raised as if he were dreaming.

Junle Yan bit his lip flap slightly. At this time, the patient next door opened the isolation curtain between the two beds and said to junle Yan, "you are his girlfriend."

"It's a friend." junle Yan corrected.

The other party waved his hand and said, "Hey, it's all the same."

Jun Le Yan is covered with black lines. Can this be the same?

"Speaking of it, your boyfriend is very cruel. You don't know. Just now, a group of people were sent to the emergency room. Your boyfriend was the least injured. The others... Tut tut... It's really miserable. He's bleeding and his bones are broken. He's still dealing with the injury. One of them needs surgery! I heard that those people's injuries were beaten by your boyfriend!" The humanity of the adjacent bed.

At the thought of those people being sent to the hospital before, the man still had a palpitating expression on his face.