Mr.Li, your wife is super fierce

A soft and weak little girl can bear to carry such a crutch without saying a word.

"Get dressed and go to the hospital."

Li Beicheng put down the medicinal wine in his hand. He was afraid that Yan Mo would hurt his bones.

"No, it'll be fine tomorrow."

Yan Mo stretched out his hand to pull the quilt and put it on himself. His eyes couldn't help aiming, "well, you, you can go out."

"Get out?"

Li Beicheng raised his eyebrows.

"Yan Mo, you are already my man."

Yan Mo pretended to be stupid and didn't say anything.

The next moment, the man shamelessly opened her quilt and covered her strong body.

"Li, Li Beicheng..."

She was anxious to push him away.

Li Beicheng looked at the flustered girl with deep eyes, "if you can date Gong Yuanyang, can't you sleep with me?"

"Wearing my ring is my man. I can sleep if I want. What qualifications do you have to refuse!"

He's still eating what happened that day.

As soon as she remembered that she ate in a private room with Gong Yuanyang and took his car, Li Beicheng wanted to kill her.

"You are shameless!"

Yan Mo blushed angrily by his obscene words, "get out of the way, even if it's an unmarried couple, this kind of thing also needs both sides to volunteer, otherwise you're strong X."

"Really?"

Li Beicheng sneered.

Li Beicheng's hot kiss pressed down.

So domineering, so burning, people simply can not resist, driven by him, a little sink.

Yan Mo doesn't want to face all this, but he still has to be emotional.

She has gradually lost herself in his ambiguous movements

Li Beicheng's lips outline a beautiful arc.

Whenever he wants to do what he wants, there is nothing he can't get!

Yan Mo only felt that he couldn't burn all over, so he had to close his eyes and wait for that moment.

But

Suddenly, a strange pain spread all over the body. It was not the pain in that place, but every piece of skin was very painful, like being burned by fire.

"Li Beicheng, I feel bad..."

Yan Mo opened his eyes and hurriedly pushed Li Beicheng.

Li Beicheng misunderstood her meaning and smiled coldly, "I know."

It's right to feel uncomfortable. Otherwise, his actions for so long have been brewing in vain?

"I'm really uncomfortable. Don't touch me. It hurts..."

Yan Mo began to scratch in pain.

Li Beicheng frowned, "what do you hurt?"

"It hurts..."

Yan Mo has no intention to explain to him.

Li Beicheng felt strange. Looking down, he found that there were all kinds of small red spots on her skin, which could not be gnawed out by him.

Even if he is a dog, he can't chew such red spots.

At this time, Yan Mo frowned again and kept grasping, "it's so itchy, so itchy..."

The pain suddenly turned into an endless itch. She wanted to scratch her skin.

"Don't catch!"

Li Beicheng grabbed her hand and helped her put on her clothes.

"It itches."

Yan Mo was itching and was almost crying. He went crazy to scratch his face.

Her face is now the same as her body, and the dense red spots are very frightening.

"Yan Mo, don't catch, do you hear me!"

Li Beicheng picked her up with one hand and controlled her tightly with the other.

I don't know what the current situation is, but it must get worse and worse.

He rushed downstairs with him and asked the driver to drive to the hospital.

The noise they made alerted many people.

"Wow, what happened to Yan Mo's face?"

Li Zihan, who took the lead in running out, saw the dense red spots on Yan Mo's face at a glance.

She quickly followed up, "big brother, big brother, what's going on? Is Yan Mo going to be disfigured?"

In exchange, Li Beicheng said, "get out!"

Li Zihan failed to catch up with Li Beicheng.

She stood there humming, and then hummed a song happily.

God, Yan Mo's face has turned into that. It's so relieved!

It must be that God can't see it anymore. He wants to punish Yan Mo's bitch, so he will make her face like that.

If her face is ruined, let alone big brother, even beggars won't want her.

Li Zihan was so excited that he couldn't sleep. He ran to talk to Li Zixuan.

"Sister, you don't see what Yan Mo's face looks like. It's full of small red spots. It's disgusting."

"I don't know what big brother thinks. His face is like that. He's anxious to take her to the hospital and let her live and die."

"Elder sister, do you think Yan Mo will be disfigured? I'm so happy!"

"Lala..."

Li Zihan hummed a song happily and sat on the bed shaking his hands around. He was almost crazy with joy.

"Did brother send sister-in-law to the hospital?"

Li Zixuan asked, got up, went to the window, opened the curtain and just saw Li Beicheng getting on the bus.

She could see that Li Beicheng was in a hurry.

"Yes, I'm so anxious. I want to ask what's going on. He still scolds me."

"I guess I fell in love with Yan Mo's face. I don't want to ruin it before I have had enough."

Li Zihan is a young man, but of course he doesn't let him talk about meat. No one can compare with him.

Yan Mo just came out of puss for a few days, then entered puss again.

Li Beicheng thought she was just allergic to food and had an infusion.

Do not want this allergy is very serious, almost to Yan Mo's life.

The nurse came out several times and said that the situation was not very good.

Li Beicheng was already a little bored, "let your Dean come to see me."

The nurse was forced by Li Bei Chengxun's face.

"I'll go, president."

Qin Tong, who had just arrived, was busy calling the dean.

The prince of their family is so generous and pitiful. He has just been engaged and is still wearing his wedding ring. His fiancee is dying. What's the matter.

The Dean heard that the accident was the future Grandma Li, and did not dare to neglect it. He immediately convened the most authoritative experts in this field to consult Yan mo.

At least it was dangerous. The expert stayed in the emergency room for half an hour and took all kinds of drugs before Yanmo was dragged back from the death line.

Yan Mo came into contact with a very strange medicine. The medicine should be privately developed, not circulated in the market.

Because it was not circulating in the market, it was very difficult to consult. Yan Mo stopped breathing three or four times and almost couldn't survive.

Who could have thought that the seemingly small allergic event would almost kill Yan Mo?