Good Morning, Dear

Fight!

Hit hard!

Fight to death!

The more you fight, the more you fight, the more you hate. What's TMD? In order to spend some pocket money, the small ones forced her to return the jade bracelet, and the large ones secretly made hands and feet to destroy it. What do they want to play? What are you trying to force her into?

What has she been following Cheng dongkun for so many years?

Isn't it just money?

What does Cheng dongkun have?

To be tall, it's not like white gourd. It's not like North gourd.

To look good, it's a monkey's cheek with a sharp mouth, soybean eyes, crooked teeth and bad breath.

If you want to be able, you can't do anything. If you let him do it more at night, TMD can't be hard.

Follow him, she has no fun at all!

Follow him, she just wants light money!

If she can't even get quick money, what else does she do with him?

In the past, Cheng Qingyao was young and couldn't make much money. She was tight. Now that she has grown up and can make money, does she have to live tight? No, no, no, she doesn't have to worry. She wants waves, she wants flowers, and she wants to wear gold and silver jewelry all over to look like a rich man.

Only in that way can her sisters look up to her and don't talk to her in a strange way!

"A group of useless things have made me unable to lift my head in front of them for so many years... This time, she finally had a chance to find face, and she forced me to step back. Your TMD didn't say a word for me... What's the use of me raising you if you don't help me? Kill me, kill me..."

He shouted like this, thought like this in his heart, and did it in his hand!

Minnie hit harder and harder. She stepped heavily on her abdomen, one foot and two feet... She didn't dispel her hatred. She kicked her over, stepped on her back, stepped on her ass, and stepped on her ankle

Yang Sha lay on the ground, motionless. How Minnie hits her and steps on her, her body swings inertia.

"Pretend to be dead, pretend to be dead for me. Get up, I'll kill you if you don't get up." Minnie was tired. She held her knees and gasped. Seeing that she was still motionless, she kicked her again. Her legs swung and swung again.

Minnie sank her face. She didn't feel like pretending. She went over to turn her over.

She "bang" turned over, lying on her back, with a black and blue face, closed eyes and blood on the corners of her mouth. The clothes on his body were pulled up to expose his dry flat abdomen, which was black and purple with bruises. The trousers are scratched and covered with soil and grass.

"Yang Sha." Meini was playing happily. She was still a little flustered at the moment. Killing people is a matter of paying for their lives, she knew. I didn't expect that Yang Sha would be so impatient to fight. When Cheng dongkun beat her before, which time was not worse than this time? He stretched out his foot and kicked her gently and called again, "Yang Sha."

Yang Sha didn't respond. She didn't move because she kicked too lightly this time!

Minnie was frightened, squatted down slowly, stretched out her hand and leaned towards her nostrils. Hot air, hot air, slight hot air, it is sure to be panting, and the chest rises and falls slightly.

Not dead yet.

Not dead yet.

Yes, it's not so easy to die.

Cheng dongkun fought harder than this and didn't see her die.

It's okay, it's okay, it can't die, it can't die, at most, it's a brief coma. When she wakes up from her coma, she will walk back to the ward by herself. She should eat and wash dishes. She can do everything as before.

Meini's hanging heart fell back to her stomach steadily. She was no longer afraid. She kicked Yang Sha again: "dress, pick up your dress, and pretend to be fully dedicated. I won't care about you. You wake up and come back late. If you are scolded by him, I won't plead for you. You bully me with your daughter, and I have to let you know my strength."

After venting her hatred, Minnie turned and walked calmly.

Yang Sha was lying in the bamboo forest, motionless and lifeless. She felt uncomfortable and could not live... Daughter, Yao Yao... Gasped hard, and her consciousness was getting farther and farther away... Help, help

Who will save her?

Who will save her?

Cheng Qingyao was lying by the window. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in her stomach. The pain was so fierce and urgent that she couldn't help it. She curled up, pressed her stomach and snorted.

Moli was discussing the afternoon arrangement with them. When she heard her voice was wrong, she turned her head anxiously and saw her huddled together with the back of his seat on her head. It was very painful.

"What's the matter? A stomachache?" he got up and walked around, picked her up and looked at her nervously.

Her forehead was covered with sweat, her face was slightly white, her teeth bit her lips, and her lips were red and white. She said it was okay, and her eyes were full of pain.

"Where is the pain?"

"Stomach pain, sudden pain, there is no sign."

"Let you skip breakfast every day and let..." it's not a way to scold her. There's no medicine on her. Let the driver change his route and go back to the hotel first. It's so strange. As soon as I got to the hotel and got off the bus, the pain suddenly disappeared and no longer hurt at all.

It seems that this pain is an illusion!

The old doctor said that there may be some stimulation to the stomach, spasm and pain. Let her pay attention to her diet and rest.

Mo Li couldn't rest assured. She pushed the lunch, accompanied her back to the guest room, and asked the guest room for a thin, soft and digestible lunch and stomach medicine.

Cheng Qingyao ate half a bowl of porridge and looked at the stomach medicine. It said that it was forbidden for pregnant women.

She's pregnant!

My stomach doesn't hurt at the moment!

She chose not to take the medicine and put it aside: "I'll sleep first and I'll take it when I wake up. I'm disgusted at this moment and I'm afraid I'll spit it out."

"Is it still painful now?" Mo Li sat at the edge of the bed and gently stroked her face. He had various check-in ceremonies in the afternoon and had to meet several teachers. He couldn't stay in the guest room with her all the time.

Cheng Qingyao buried his face in his palm and shook his head slightly: "it hasn't hurt for a long time. For a while, it came and went quickly, which hurt my vitality. I can almost recover after a rest."

"You have to have a good examination of your stomach when you go back. However, this stomach disease mainly depends on nutrition, and three meals are very important..."

"I know! I know! You've said it hundreds of times, and I'm going to hear the cocoon! Go and get busy with your business. When you're finished, I'm sure I'm a lively seafood again." Cheng Qingyao can't stand him. He's more annoying than his mother and keeps talking. I don't know how his patients can stand it. Let go of his hand and push him away.

He looked at his watch. There was really not much time. It was time to go. He bent down and kissed her lips: "have a good rest. Remember to take the medicine when you wake up. I'll come back early when I finish my task. When I come back, I must let me see you alive."

"Yes!" Cheng Qingyao saluted him naughtily and watched him leave. As soon as he left, she flushed the medicine into the toilet. When she went back to bed, she soon fell asleep, but she slept uneasily, one dream after another.

She dreamed of Mo Li, Zhao Bin, Zhao mother and Tan Yeying. Tan Yeying complained that she couldn't get through all the time

However, at this time.

Tan Yeying just came to her dormitory, found her mobile phone at the head of the bed, opened it and saw many missed calls. Mobile phone, she answered, as like as two peas, and then looked at it and found it was exactly the same number she had just received on her cell phone.

Who would use the same pay phone to call their mobile phones? The time is almost the same!

CEO?

colleague?

friend?

No matter who it is, it must be someone they both know. When she calls again, another passer-by answers in awkward Mandarin: "this is Xingguang Hospital... You find a spicy..."