Mr.Li, your wife wants to divorce again!

Song Han does not dare to delay a little bit, and the number of yards keeps soaring all the way.

Sukeman obviously felt that the temperature of the man leaning on her was rising.

He really has a fever.

She patted the man's red cheek and asked uneasily, "Mr. Li, wake up, can you still hear me?"

Li Moyun's eyes closed tightly, but when she spoke, her eyelids moved slightly, but did not open.

Sukeman felt that his heart was tied together. What should he do? He seems to be in a coma.

"Song Han, can you drive faster? How long does it take to get to Jinxiu Villa? "

Song Han quickly comforted: "the little grandmother will be here soon. Don't worry!"

In fact, the reason why song Han is so calm is not that he has been with Mr. Li for so many years and has not seen any storm. This time, he has been shot in a very light injury.

Of course, he couldn't tell Suchman about these words. He was afraid of scaring her.

In fact, sukeman was about to cry. It was the first time that she met this kind of thing, and she had no experience at all. She was scared to despair.

The car drives into the garage of Jinxiu Villa, and then song Han stops the car.

Unfasten the seat belt, song Han pushes the door down, opens the door of the back seat, and reaches out to help the man out of the car.

Su Keman gets out of the car and helps song han to help him up the stairs.

Song Han helps Li Moyun to the master bedroom of the room, and then tells Su Keman: "young grandma, you watch here first, I'll go to find the medicine box."

"Well, you go quickly."

As soon as song Han left, Su Keman grabbed Li Moyun's hand, put it on her face and muttered to herself: "Li Moyun, wake up quickly. You can't do anything. Do you hear me?"

Although the man was in a coma, he vaguely heard a voice similar to a woman crying.

Can't it be Suchman crying?

He wanted to reach out and hug her, but he couldn't hold her.

When song Han comes back again, she sees an embarrassed woman standing by the bed, holding the hand of the president, crying out.

He walked up to sukeman and comforted him: "don't worry too much, young granny. The president must be OK!"

Sukeman wiped his tears and nodded slightly stiffly: "well, you can feed him fever medicine quickly."

Song Han skillfully feeds the medicine into Li Moyun's mouth, and then hands him a cup of warm water. When Li Moyun finishes taking the medicine, he is also relieved.

"Young granny, please take care of Mr. Li tonight. Please call me if you have anything. I'll wait downstairs."

Sukeman nodded: "it's hard for you, assistant song."

"Yes." Song Han raises her foot and goes out.

Only she and Li Moyun were left in the room.

Sukeman looked at the man lying in bed motionless, she suddenly miss that tease her, mouth full of running train man. On the contrary, some people are not used to this dead man!

She lay down next to the man, reached out and hugged his waist tightly. Her voice choked and said, "Moyun, you must not be busy. You must wake up as soon as possible. You can't leave me, you know?"

Whether the man heard it or not, sukeman put his face on his chest and felt his powerful heartbeat, but his heart was very heavy.

When a man wakes up, he only sees a soft body in his arms, and the other side is lying on his chest, slightly closing his eyes.

Subconsciously, he raised his hand and touched her long hair.

Sukeman's sleep is very shallow. As soon as she opens her eyes, she looks into the man's hot eyes. Her heart beats inexplicably and asks with joy: "are you awake? Do you feel uncomfortable? "

"I'm not feeling well now. Would you like to make me comfortable?"

Sukeman heard the man's words, a moment of relief, can be so easy to joke, it proves that he is really OK.