Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ma Zai sighed in his heart. If ye Qingcheng had been obedient, it would have been a good auction

The tall figure of Dongfang Shijin shook slightly, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, and his steps faltered forward.

Aware of the abnormality, the horse immediately stepped forward to keep up with his pace. He only saw some abnormal flushing on his face and seemed to fall at any time.

"Young master, you're not feeling well... I'll call a speedboat for you now and hurry back to the manor immediately..."

"Continue the auction." and that necklace

"But young master..."

With cold bloodthirsty eyes and sweeping killing intention, the horse can only continue to shut his mouth and look at the Oriental world brocade. It seems that he has a high fever. He was given so much medicine by the girl in the private room

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The horse looked anxiously at the doctor next to him.

"I was in a slight coma. The dosage of spring medicine was too large. Although I took the relief medicine in time, the medicine was too strong, my body became extremely weak, and I caught a cold in the sea breeze, with a high fever of 40 degrees."

"Is life in danger?"

"There is no life danger for the time being, but you may be in a coma for a period of time, and you will be weak within a week. Try to stay in bed."

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"Later, I sent the prepared drugs and took them on time. I also wrote a list of dietary requirements."

The family doctor handed over the written list while packing the box.

The horse took over and ordered the kitchen servant to prepare, and asked all the employees in the room to take down, so that the young master could rest at ease.

The door of the room slammed and there was a dead silence, only the sound of deep breathing.

Dongfang Shijin is in a deep sleep. It seems that there is a cliff in front of you, a green and boundless cliff.

The light in front of him was slightly blurred. He was at the foot of the mountain. In front of him, a woman turned her back to him, as if she were picking flowers on the ground.

The scarlet color of wild roses is so bright.

She was wearing a long white dress, her long hair was as thick as seaweed, and the breeze was gentle. As soon as it blew, the surrounding grass was shaking.

Her side face is sharp and small, her lips are light red, her ears are some sharp, the temptation of elves, and the beauty is like the picture in a dream.

The rich and enchanting flower fragrance is like a wave.

He looked at her.

She seemed to hear his footsteps and stopped picking flowers in her hand, but suddenly, because of the pause, the thorns on the rose pierced her hand.

Bright red exudes.

Her skin was white, and the wisp of blood was so bright.

Somehow, his heart also clanked and hurt, like an invisible ribbon, wrapped around his heart little by little, and then tightened suddenly, making him out of breath

Her eyes are cold, and the smile on her lips is cold. She is retreating

His eyes gripped her tightly.