His Sunny Wife

A few seconds later, Liang Yuzhu came out of the ward with a disheartened face.

Red eyes, face is very ugly, see summer small warm, gnash teeth hate to stare at her.

Then he said, "I want to see you..."

Nangong Feihong on one side: "Puchi --" just laughed.

"Oh, some people, they are really beyond their capacity! I'm so thick skinned that I can't even scratch a pig knife Now it's all right, being driven out, comfortable? "

Nangong Feihong supported the wall with one hand and looked like a diaorer, sneering coldly.

Liang Yuzhu was so embarrassed that she rushed to Nangong Feihong in front of her delicate red and white picture:

"who is thick skinned? Nangong Feihong, don't go too far! "

Speaking of the end, wronged eyes are red.

"Just now, I don't know who is going too far. When I scolded others, why didn't I think of my own end? That's what I deserve

Nangong Feihong scolded mercilessly.

"You..." Liang Yuzhu was so angry that she stretched out her hand and was about to hit Nangong Feihong in the face.

However, before Nangong Feihong could react, Liang Shaochen had stepped forward quickly.

A big hand, a wrist to stop Liang Yuzhu.

"Well, have you had enough trouble with Yuzhu?" Liang Shaochen asked in a tone full of helplessness and slight reproach.

When Liang Yuzhu saw that her brother didn't help her, and everyone saw her jokes, she was ashamed and burst into tears.

"Brother! What do you say about me Liang Yuzhu choked and cried, covered her mouth and ran to the elevator.

Nangong Zhongli, who had been there all the time and was not helping anyone on both sides, came forward and said calmly:

"Shaochen, don't worry, I'll go after her." With that, he ran after her.

At this time, Xia xiaonuan is still standing at the door of the ward.

Facing the door of the ward, the outstretched hand did not have the courage to open the door.

Seeing this, Nangong Feihong came forward, looked down at her face, and said softly, "Xiao Nuan, if you don't want to see him, I'll go and talk to him..."

Xia xiaonuan revived, raised his eyes, looked at Nangong Feihong's concerned eyes, and felt a trace of warmth in his heart. He bent his mouth and said with a smile: "I'm ok..."

With that, he finally pushed the door in.

……

In the ward, Nangong Yaoling is lying quietly on the bed.

Hanging a leg, next to a variety of testing instruments, he also inserted a pipe.

Seeing that Xia xiaonuan came in, Nangong Yaoling gave her a cold look and didn't speak.

Xia xiaonuan suddenly felt her heart beat badly.

"Nangong Yaoling Are you ok... "

Walk to bedside, looking at South Temple Yao Ling to say, the man's resolute cold facial features, the facial expression is still as pale as paper.

Her heart is not without a trace of apology.

"Do you want me to do something?" Nangong Yaoling asked angrily.

Xia xiaonuan

The air for a moment, quiet almost can hear the drop drop drop drop drop drop sound of water.

There is also the occasional "Di Di" sound from nearby instruments, as well as each other's heartbeat.

The strong smell of disinfectant and alcohol in the air makes the whole space a little stuffy.

Xia xiaonuan feels depressed for no reason.

Nangong Yaoling's eyebrows were slightly locked. The wrinkles between his eyebrows were obvious. He didn't speak. He just stared at her for a moment.

It felt as if she was going to see through, and Xia xiaonuan felt a little hairy in her heart.