Celebrity marriage: president never divorce

"Also, Zhuang Wan, you can't come back to the hospital to see the tank. The harder you come, the lower the possibility of his recovery."

Since you want to try, let's do it thoroughly.

After hearing this, Zhuang Wan's long lost tears rolled down his nose.

Qin Shi felt uncomfortable and hugged Zhuang Wan in his arms.

Zhuang Wan nodded and listened to Xiang Nanai's proposal.

"I'll buy the nurse here and ask for information quietly."

Qin Shi also came up with some strength.

"Or you can let the tank students come to see him and buy out the support workers. It's better to let the tank students come over."

Yes, the tank is in the team. There are good friends.

This Zhuang knows best and can be contacted by Qin Shi.

The three of them were thinking of a safe way when Qin Shi's mobile phone rang.

It was Luo Yang who called and asked Qin Shi when to go back.

Luo Yang didn't know that Qin Shi came to the hospital, and Jiang Sinian didn't snitch.

Xiang Nai pointed outside and said he would leave immediately. Qin Shi told Luo Yang and received the phone.

Zhuang Wan stood up, took Qin Shi's hand and said to Qin Shi, "don't tell Jiang Dashao when you go back. I'll try it myself first."

Qin Shi said, "I see." the three separated at the gate of the hospital.

Xiang Nai still has to go to the law firm. Zhuang Wan goes home and goes to the master's house of the Jiang family in the Qin Dynasty.

Back in the dealer's car, Zhuang Wan endured the impulse to turn back and bowed his head in the car, pretending to play with his mobile phone.

This is the last time to see the tank. She won't come again in the future.

The other half, Xiang Nai, sent a message to Qin Shi.

——The tank may not be the person Zhuang Wan cares about most, but Zhuang Chun pushed the tank to the most important position in Zhuang Wan's heart.

Now, Zhuang Wan's feelings for tanks are afraid to be a little more guilty.

Qin Shi and Xiang Nainai both knew that Zhuang Wan was funny. She was curious about how she was happy. She felt stimulated to do those things, but in the end, it evolved into this result.

When Qin returned to Jiang's house, Jiang Sinian was not there.

He has no fixed holidays. He is still working today. He has entertainment at noon and can't come back.

At noon, we had dinner with Luoyang and Jiang Rufei.

When Qin Shigang was pregnant, Jiang Yuexin was fresh for a while and began to run out again.

Jiang Wenxin's work has come to an end, starts a new job and continues to lose his home.

After Xiang Nainai returned to the law firm, he devoted himself to his busy work.

It's not a particularly important job, but it's a headache.

After Zhuang Wan returned home, he honestly had lunch and went for a lunch break.

Zhuang's mother told Zhuang Wan to go shopping. She was not in the mood.

Zhuang's mother thought Zhuang Wan was ill. When Zhuang Chun came back from work, she talked to Zhuang Chun.

At dinner time, Zhuang Wan had a listless meal and was going back to bed.

Father Zhuang shouted to Zhuang Wan, "come here and take your temperature to see if you have a fever?"

With that, Zhuang's father walked over and raised his hand to touch Zhuang Wan's forehead.

Zhuang Chun looked at it quietly.

Zhuang Wan took his father's hand and muttered pitifully, "I just read for too long and have a headache. I'll just have a sleep."

Zhuang mom said, "this child," twisting back to the house to apply the mask.

Zhuang's father reminded her behind Zhuang Wan, "combine work and rest, don't work so hard yourself."

Zhuang Wan replied stiffly and went back to his room.

Zhuang Chun returned to his room at more than ten o'clock in the night, wondering whether to go to see Zhuang Wan. Suddenly, there was a movement at the door.

Zhuang Wan came to Zhuang Chun's room with a pillow in his arms.

Zhuang Chun was still holding a cigarette in his hand. Seeing her vaguely coming in, he quickly put out the cigarette and came to Zhuang Wan.

"Is it better?"

Zhuang Wan shook his head and stopped in front of Zhuang Chun.

Zhuang Chun raised his hand and touched Zhuang Wan's forehead. It was very hot.

"You have a fever. No, I'll find you some antipyretic."

Zhuang Wan didn't respond. He went to Zhuang Chun's bed and let Zhuang Chun hurry to find her fever medicine.

She didn't do anything else when she came back from the hospital today.

No, really. How could Zhuang Chun be deceived so easily?

Go out and exercise, make yourself sweat, then turn on the air conditioner and blow it for a few minutes. It's hard not to get sick.

Zhuang Wan is really feverish. He doesn't want to open his eyelids and is weak all over.

Zhuang Chun comes back with antipyretic drugs and antipyretic stickers and coaxes Zhuang Wan to take the medicine. Zhuang Wan cooperates very well. He takes the medicine obediently and asks Zhuang chun to put antipyretic stickers on him.

Zhuang Wan came to his room to sleep with a pillow. Zhuang Chun was very moved.

When she was a child, Zhuang Wan often relied on him like this. She would come to his room with a pillow to share with him when she was a little sad or happy.

But gradually, Zhuang Wan grew up and was not as obedient as he used to be.

"Brother, I'm cold."

Zhuang Wan, who had cooked the pillow himself and put it next to Zhuang Chun's pillow, gently shouted to Zhuang Chun. Without hesitation, Zhuang Chun quickly opened the quilt, lay on the bed and hugged Zhuang Wan.

"Go to sleep. I won't be cold if I hold you."

The parents downstairs didn't know what the brothers and sisters upstairs were doing.

Zhuang Wan was pitiful. He made a soft "um" sound and buried his head in Zhuang Chun's chest.

Zhuang Chun's arms were like holding charcoal and sticking to her body in different places to cool him physically.

After such a few minutes, Zhuang Wan is still hot and uncomfortable. Zhuang Chun wants to get out of bed and find a cold towel.

Zhuang Wan held Zhuang Chun in his arms and muttered, "brother, I feel bad."

Zhuang Chun knew that she was ill. She must be uncomfortable. Her heart was crisp. She coaxed softly, "good boy, I'll wipe your body and cool down."

Zhuang Wan shook his head with one hand, which was already killing people. He played in a wrong place.

"Brother, just sweat."

The moment Zhuang Chun was touched by her hot little hand, his body was unconsciously stiff and his eyes were straight.

She knows what she's doing. Don't you know?

Are you confused?

Zhuang Chun's heart was beating and breathing hard, trying to take away Zhuang Wan's hand.

"Late, good, obedient. I'll get you a cold towel. It won't be uncomfortable in a while."

Zhuang Wan couldn't help but say, blinking and blinking, his cheek pasted Zhuang Chun's cheek, and his long eyelashes swept his face.

When Zhuang Wan was a child, she liked this best. It was fun to torture Zhuang Chun with her eyelashes. It made Zhuang Chun laugh all the time. She had a sense of achievement.

Who knows, at this moment, Zhuang Wan is like a goblin, how to hook the devil in Zhuang Chun's heart.

"Come on, come on, you're still ill."

Zhuang Chun's breathing began to be uneven.

Zhuang didn't mean to give up later. He intensified, "I know, brother, just sweat. I want you to help me..."

All Zhuang Chun's psychological defenses collapsed at this moment.