Mr General doted on his sweet wife

So if you don't say you, there seems to be nothing else to say?

Chuang Shihao was working on his own, but he never thought it was such a difficult thing.

Finally arrived at the door of Fang Lan's ward. The door was open. It seemed that there was only Fang LAN.

She was tidying up her bed and her belongings. Her thin back was busy, with her back to Zhuang Shihao.

Zhuang Shihao suddenly bumped into her back, and all the manuscripts she had just typed were forgotten. She was thinking of opening her mouth, but Fang Lan said, "Xu Xuechang, you should sit down first. I'll take care of it right away."

Zhuang Shihao's face was ugly.

Fang LAN didn't look back, but said, "I told my father and Su's mother that they didn't have to accompany me. I'm very good now and I'll be discharged. Dr. Li's side, I can go out for relaxation without being bothered by me.

Shall we have hot pot later? I haven't eaten spicy food for a long time. I really want to eat it! "

Zhuang Shihao lived with her for a long time. He never knew that she liked spicy food. The food on the table at home was always light.

In the heart emerges one kind of unspeakable mood, but listens to her to say wants to eat the hot pot with Xu Guangrong? Zhuang Shihao's face sank.

Fang LAN put away his things and turned around. Suddenly, he saw a man wearing a long windbreaker, clubbed at the door, and his face was cold and deep. He was scared. It was terrible. When did he have another person!

And that facial expression, as if someone owes him money does not return the same, how so ugly!

After a few thoughts, Fang LAN recognized that this is not his nominal "ex husband"? I have no impression of my ex husband!

What's the name?

"Well, this, this gentleman, are you going the wrong way?" Fang LAN asked kindly, in fact, he blocked the door.

It's hard for her to have a good impression on this man, because when she saw him, he said at the beginning what he said was "I don't love you, please don't tie me up".

Said that he seems to be what kind of sweet cake, Fang LAN shamelessly depends on him.

She doesn't have that spare time, OK?

Seeing her appearance, Zhuang Shihao didn't know whether she was real or pretended. He said, "are you going to leave the hospital?"

"Well, yes, it's boring to live here. Oh, no, no, when did I say I was going to leave the hospital? " Fang LAN discharged from hospital is a secret, do not want to be known by other people, eyes flash, hastily covered his mouth.

Her small action fell into Zhuang Shihao's eyes, which made his eyes flash slightly, and the radian on his lips that he did not know.

However, his face immediately sank: "the doctor said you still need to recuperate, what hospital are you out of?"

"Where did I say that? You heard me wrong Fang LAN refused to admit it.

Zhuang Shihao put the basket down and said, "is that right?"

She glanced at her packed clothes and hospital bed.

Fang LAN looked along his line of sight and found that it was bad. He quickly stretched out his hand to collect the bed and clothes: "yes, I'm still recuperating. If it's OK, please go out. "

She lay down on the bed and murmured in her heart. She didn't know when she got into such a plague. It's easy to ask God to send God away.

Besides, isn't it all divorced? What else is he doing here? Do you have any opinion on the divorce agreement? Or see if you're dead?