Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Zhang Boyan stood upright and elegant.

He whispered, "I don't care."

As long as it's her, it doesn't matter who she is or whose child she is.

From the moment he liked her, she was Zhang Boyan's child（ Do the babies feel crispy?)

He walked quickly to the parking lot in front. Zhang Hua immediately opened the door and let him get on the bus. He sat in the front seat, "go to Lin Qian's hospital?"

Zhang Boyan nodded.

The car drove out quickly, and the gray buildings behind the car were thrown far behind the car.

Zhang Hua looked at President Zhang in the rearview mirror. He wanted to say something, but he still swallowed it.

He thought that Mo Xiaobei was caught by his wife because Huarui's affair was exposed.

They've been very careful. Who exposed it?

Ding Lei?

impossible!

Zhang Hua collected his mind and focused on driving. Within half an hour, he sent the man to Lin Qian's private hospital. After Lin Qian's examination, he immediately arranged to take a drip and specially gave him a fever reducing needle first.

After busy, he said, "it's 40 degrees. If you don't come in time, you'll be stupid."

Then he patted Zhang Boyan: "you can only talk about love with a little fool for the rest of your life."

Zhang Boyan's voice was hoarse: "is she okay?"

"It's all right!" Lin Qian smiled faintly: "it's just that it's a little high. It'll be repeated for a few days."

Zhang Boyan was relieved. Lin Qian patted him again: "I'll go out for a cigarette. Don't worry, your liver will be fine."

Zhang Hua and Lin Qian went out together. Only Zhang Boyan and Mo Xiaobei were left in the VIP ward.

He stood by the bed and touched her face gently.

In just one day, she lost weight.

The original plump little face lost its moisture, and its long eyelashes hung down, looking fragile and absent-minded.

Zhang Boyan looked a little hot, lowered his body to embrace her, and his body trembled slightly——

He's scared.

He couldn't believe it. If his mother knew that Xiaobei was not his father's child, what would happen to Xiaobei this day?

Zhang Boyan closed his eyes and pressed his face tightly against her little face.

He always thought everything was in his hands, but now he has a crisis.

His mother can't accommodate Xiaobei. In case Xiaobei's life experience is known by his mother

The palm gently touched her lower abdomen. Maybe he and Xiaobei should have a child.

A child of Zhang family and Mo family.

Zhang Boyan's eyes were a little deep. He stared at her godless little face and clenched his fingers.

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Mo Xiaobei is very ill this time, and he can't get better again and again.

She's not good. Zhang Boyan can only accompany her in the hospital. All her business is sent to the hospital

Outside, because the banquet on that day was so popular, there were even signs pointing to his relationship with Xiaobei. There was speculation about Xiaobei's life experience and that Xiaobei was Zhang Wanshan's blood.

The storm was coming, but Zhang Boyan ignored it.

At this time, he sat by the hospital bed, coaxed the sick girl to drink soup, and said quietly, "Fubo stewed for two hours. Drink more."

Mo Xiaobei has black hair and shawl. He is wearing a thick white bathrobe, which is Zhang Anxi's style.

Now her home clothes are custom-made. They are all changed into Zhang Anxi's style, which is also prepared by Zhang Boyan. He is ready for her to wear, but she hasn't seen him wear them.

Listen to what he said, she looked up at fuber.

Fuber's eyes were hot and his voice trembled, "eat more so that you can get better."

Then he wiped an old tear, and his voice choked: "Xiao Bei, look at how much you have lost."