Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

"..." Song Wuxi looked at Songnan quietly, and his eyes passed through a complicated complex.

Relatives are important, but she has lived in the Song family for so many years, and they never regard her as a family.

This has always been the case, no matter what, the first time, the wrong marriage to her.

Even Song Yuyue’s death is married to her.

"You are sorrowful."

Song Wuxi looked deeply at Song Nan: "Since I promised to take care of you in the next month, I will not ignore you."

"You roll!" Song Nan now sees Song Worry and wants to kill her.

"You... take care of yourself." Song turned around and went out.

"Stand up!" Song Nan suddenly drank.

Song Wuzhe stopped and turned around and looked at Song Nan.

"I want to see the last side of the month, is her bones shipped back?" Song Nan’s sad eyes, with a hint of hatred for Song.

Song has no worries and swears. "There is no bone."

Song Nan’s face changed greatly: “What do you mean by this?”

"玖月..."

"Come clear to me!"

Song Wuyou wants to turn around and tell a lie that Song Nan’s heart is not so painful.

But before she finished, Song Nan screamed again and interrupted her words.

She couldn't think of a lie for a moment.

"Come on!" Seeing her hesitating, the sadness of Song Nan’s anger is unstoppable.

"She was eaten by the lion in the forest, and there was no bones." Song said with a sigh of relief.

"Ah..." Song Nan listened, his heart suddenly hurt, his face and lip color suddenly purple.

He gripped his painful heart with one hand and fell on the sofa. He breathed in and out, making an abnormal sound, and his body twitched.

Song Wu worries, hurry up: "Dad... Song Master!"

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Song Nan was sent to the hospital for rescue.

The doctor said with Song Wu, the patient's condition is not ideal, let her prepare for the aftermath.

Song Wu worry wearing a dust-proof suit into the intensive care unit.

Song Nan was lying on the pusher, wearing an oxygen mask and inserting a trachea.

His face was abnormal, and the instrument next to it was ringing.

"Mrs. Gu." A male doctor came over from another room and stood beside Song Wushou.

"I came to see him." Song Wuxi looked at the doctor and said.

"Yeah." The doctor nodded.

Song Wu worry approached the bed, at this time, Song Nan, who closed his eyes, slowly opened his eyes.

In the eyes, it is covered with bloodshot eyes.

Look at him at this time, no longer tough, but weak.

The bloodshot eyes can't hide the grief and sorrow of losing her daughter.

Seeing Song Wushou, his fingers moved, the lips under the oxygen mask, in the light movement, that look, like there is something to say with Song.

"If there is anything, let the body be raised and say it." Song Wuyi looked at his expression and knew that he had something to say to himself.

She thought it was her words. If she really married her, she would save the province and raise her body.

Song Nan slowly raised his hand, suddenly pulled the oxygen mask, and the breathing was short. The doctor next to him saw it and panicked. He quickly stepped forward and advised: "Mr. Song, you are in serious condition, you can’t wear an oxygen mask, please wear it. on!"

Song Nan completely ignored the doctor's persuasion, and his eyes were locked directly on Song's face.

Song Wuzhan bent down and looked at him: "You hurry to say, talk with an oxygen mask and raise your body."

"I know... I know I am going to die..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Song Wu worry eyes.

"If you can... just... just... look at my raise... over your share... hold the Song... can you?"