Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

She leaned against his shoulder and wept gently. He sighed and wiped away her tears: "let Lin Qian come over!"

Mo Xiaobei was in a trance and ran out immediately, while Zhang Boyan's eyes were immediately filled with pain.

Lin Qian soon came over, checked it and sighed: "the nervous collapse is too tight, it won't hinder."

However, he gave an injection and told again and again, "this injury is not fun. If you can't keep it well, you may really have to walk with a limp."

Zhang Boyan said quietly, "I'll pay attention."

At this time, Lin Qian glanced at Mo Xiaobei.

Mo Xiaobei understood in his heart and gave a sound.

Lin Qian did not disturb their time, but said, "this is originally a suite. I asked the nurse to send another small bed."

Mo Xiaobei didn't refuse, so he lived in a ward for two and enjoyed the last warmth on the edge of life and death

Zhang Boyan has been in the hospital for half a month. He can get out of bed and walk around. It doesn't matter except that he can't be violent. He can leave the hospital without going out. He is with Xiaobei in the hospital.

They didn't mention Zhang Zhongyu, death or unpleasant things. They just said some sweet words. He spoiled her. She was willful, just like before.

But he knew that her body was getting worse day by day, her hair began to fall off, her mind began to be in a trance, and even had to sleep more than 15 hours a day.

Obviously, they are always together, but Zhang Boyan feels that there is not enough time and too little time.

Half a month later, Fu ran came to see Xiaobei. She hadn't seen Xiaobei for a long time. Before that, she wanted to see Xiaobei, but Xiaobei refused.

Fu ran was stunned when he saw Xiao Bei.

Not seen for more than half a month, Xiaobei has changed a lot, haggard and tired, and his eyes are not as bright as before.

Fu ran covers her lips and doesn't dare to cry for fear that Xiaobei will be sad.

Mo Xiaobei was very calm, "coming?"

She smiled at Fu ran, as if in the past, "Ranran, come here."

Fu ran went to the small sofa and looked at the small round table. There was a document. When she saw the opening words clearly, she stepped back and stared at Xiaobei: "what are you doing?"

Mo Xiaobei tilted his head back, and his small face showed an almost flattering smile: "Ranran, do you sit down and say good?"

Fu Ran's heart was angry and her whole body was stiff, but at this time, she couldn't really cool her face to Xiao Bei's smiling face, so she sat down slowly, but pulled her handbag tightly.

Mo Xiaobei looked at her, gently leaned over and hugged her body. His nose was a little hot and shouted "Ranran."

Fu ran tightened his body: "Mo Xiaobei, don't think I'll agree with you. I won't agree!"

Mo Xiaobei looked at her with innocent eyes.

Innocent and bright, like the past.

It's like Xiaobei glowing at last and exhausting the last strength of his life.

Fu Ran's voice trembled and choked: "don't do this. I'm not as stupid as Nan Sheng! Last time you gave her Morse's shares, and then you disappeared. This time you played such a trick again, didn't you? "

At last, the voice was almost severe.

Mo Xiaobei laughed and said pitifully, "I won't run this time."

She pushed the document over again and said in a low voice, "Ranran, my body doesn't allow me to continue managing Ido. Just think you're helping me, okay?"