Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Is it serious?" Ye Qingcheng walked over with her examination report and asked the doctor next to her.

"I suggest staying in hospital for observation," the doctor replied equivocally. "I hope this gentleman will be discharged when the high fever has completely subsided."

"OK," Ye Qingcheng made a decision and felt the frown of Dongfang Shijin.

Ye Qingcheng turned sideways. The state of Dongfang Shijin was not very good. Originally, his eyes were as sharp as the king of wild wolves in Senyuan. Now, it was obvious that it was no longer so aggressive and looked slightly blurred.

His chin is still green stubble, a pair of eyes with light blood, and even green and black circles

Ye Qingcheng thinks it's better for him to rest here for a while.

"Go back." Dongfang Shijin opened his mouth, and his voice was like the roar of a wild beast, which was broken, but still could not be ignored.

"Isn't it better to be here?" Ye Qingcheng sat beside him and held his hand.

"Go back." he insisted.

"Can you go back and give me a reason?"

"There's no reason," a face of Dongfang Shijin seemed to be freezing, and he replied with dignity.

"Cough, the young master doesn't like the taste of disinfectant..."

The horse looked at his young master, turned his head and coughed slightly.

Ye Qingcheng laughed, "will you get an injection and take medicine on time when you go back?"

"Yes."

"Well, let's go back."

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The doctor, the horse and all the bodyguards were ashamed: is this awkward man... The Oriental world brocade?

Seeing that he refused to be hospitalized, ye Qingcheng had to promise him to go back.

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In the dark room, a man who had been seriously injured had shocking blood stains on his body.

He struggled to get up, spread a shiny black fox skin blanket and fell on the black wooden floor. One corner was stained with blood and looked shocking.

a step. Two steps

He had sharp wounds on his body, and there were several men lying on the ground, with their eyes open and no breathing.

With great difficulty, he moved to a group of sofas at the end of the room. There was a small round tea table on which stood a telephone with a Black Retro dial inlaid with golden dark edges.

With dried blood on his hand, he turned the dial hard and dialed a number鈥斺€?br>
In the dark room, the vault of the dome is surrounded by the main color of dark coffee, dark brown wooden floors, and medieval oil paintings hanging on the walls.

Various forms of oil paintings, naked dancers dancing in a red ribbon; Two naked angels surround a black crystal ball; There is also a crucifixion of Jesus on the cross.

The atmosphere here has been suppressed to the extreme.

The scarlet curtain was blown slightly by the wind.

During the day, there is fine sunshine pouring in through the curtain, but it still looks very gloomy and depressing.

The maid in the black-and-white hoop skirt stood on both sides with her head down, and the dark brown carved wooden door slightly opened a gap.

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Guess which handsome guy this is, babies~~~