It was after a long time that she asked in a dumb voice, "do you really let me live?"

"Well, what else can I do?" He smiled bitterly and helplessly, "but Xiaobei, is everything based on your body?"

She cried out, hugged him and said in a small voice, "I'm sorry."

His heart was wet.

She quarreled with him because she loved him and the child.

He took her little face and kissed, bit by bit, melting her in his arms

In this way, she kept hugging and kissing until she accidentally pressed on his wound, which attracted him to hum.

Mo Xiaobei was frightened. He quickly moved away and watched his leg bleed again.

Little face whitewashed, "I'll call Lin Qian over."

"I can't die." Zhang Boyan raised his eyebrows, "Xiao Bei came and let me hug."

"Don't hug." She hummed, "I'm angry."

Zhang Boyan

Just then, Lin Qian at the door pushed the door in and said, "Oh, how powerful it is, and the wound is torn again?"

Zhang Boyan took a painful look at him.

Mo Xiaobei was stunned and fell into a string at the door one by one.

The little face is white and red, red and white.

Then he looked at Zhang Boyan: Lin Qian and they heard what he just said!!!

Zhang Boyan smiled gently and pushed her aside. "Let Lin Qian bandage my wound."

Lin Qian squeezed his eyebrows: "won't Xiao Bei wrap it for you?"

Zhang Boyan gave him a warning look.

Lin Qian is not afraid to continue to ridicule: "your spirit is very good. You don't look like someone who has been seriously injured, or you are in good spirits at happy events."

In fact, when she shot at her leg, she deliberately hit unimportant parts, not to mention that she couldn't die. In Lin Qian's opinion, it was a flesh wound.

But Zhang Boyan's little thing was very distressed. He carefully asked: "you give him medicine quickly."

The poor little appearance and the pear blossom with rain just now are amazing——

In the hall of Zhangyuan, where is the ferocity of pointing a gun at old Zhang?

Though make complaints about Lin Qian's heart, he still changed his dressing first.

You have to take off your pants for a dressing change!

He looked at Zhang Boyan: "is it convenient?"

Zhang Zong's forehead exudes fine sweat, "may not be able to move."

Lin Qian's eyes fell on Mo Xiaobei's face: "Xiaobei?"

Mo Xiaobei bit his teeth.

Although she and Zhang Boyan had many love affairs and the children were pregnant, there are so many men, old and young. How can she be nice under GuiGui?

Lin Qian saw that her face was thin and red, so he looked at several masters: "go out and wait outside!"

Faber Momo nose, "out."

Aunt Fu said, "my sun smashes. What's there that I haven't seen?"

However, he was not satisfied again, and Da Ah Fu dragged him out.

The ward was very quiet. Lin Qian waited for Mo Xiaobei to start. Later, Zhang Boyan couldn't bear it and said in a low voice, "I'll come, Xiaobei, go aside."

A bloody wound won't look good. He's afraid of her.

Mo Xiaobei felt distressed when he saw the sweat on his forehead. He didn't care whether he was ashamed or not. He knelt in front of him and carefully faded the pants of the sick suit below his knees.

When she saw the blood on the gauze, she still shed tears.

Lin Qian couldn't stand it and held Mrs. Zhang: "I promise I'll be fine. I'll be alive and kicking in the future, and it won't affect your husband and wife's sex life."

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