Mr.Zhan, your wife wants you to spoil her

Ye qihan grabs Mingshu's wrist and shouts angrily: "Mingshu, are you crazy? Hold on to me, Mingcheng is not dead, hold on to me

Even if the body is hanging outside the tenth floor, the expressionless Mingshu finally has some micro reactions.

She raised her eyes and looked at ye qihan. On her face, which was as pale as ashes, she had a little hope.

Ye qihan gritted his teeth and grasped her wrist: "Mingcheng is not dead, just broke his leg, you come up to me!"

Mingshu looked at him, blinked his eyes, the original wooden eyes, suddenly fell tears.

Seeing her tears, ye qihan's heart trembled with pain. He grasped her wrist more tightly and tried his best to pull it up.

Dripping thick blood, drop by drop, dripping on Mingshu's face.

I don't know what cut the skin and flesh on ye qihan's arm. The pain seemed to break his arm from the middle, but he didn't care about anything. He just yelled at Mingshu: "give me the other hand, Mingcheng is not dead. If you die, I'll send him down to accompany you immediately!"

Mingshu shed tears, slowly put the other hand up.

Ye qihan grabs her other hand and tries his best to drag her back to the house. They fall to the ground together.

Ye qihan turns over and hugs Mingshu. The joy and fear of his recovery make him cling to Mingshu's body and murmur: "Shushu... Shushu... Shushu..."

Back to the God of Mingshu, fiercely push him away, a hard slap in the face, "roll! Beast

Ye qihan licked the corner of the mouth that licks ache a little numb, "do not want to know clear clear in which hospital?"

Mingshu stares at him, teeth bite the lower lip bleeding.

"Well behaved," ye qihan broke her mouth and licked the blood on her lips. "I'll take you."

Mingshu another slap in the face fan in the past, disgusted hard wipe lips, as if eager to wipe off a layer of skin lips.

Ye qihan heart tingled, stood up, Chong Mingshu hand, "go?"

Mingshu ignored him and stood up alone.

Speechless all the way to the hospital.

Mingcheng is still in surgery.

Mingshu asked the doctor.

Comminuted fracture of left leg with four broken ribs.

Mingshu leans on the wall, tears never stop.

"Don't cry," ye qihan was flustered by her crying, but advised: "I help him find the best doctor, he will get better."

"You die!" Mingshu's crying body trembles.

The doctor said, it's a very serious comminuted fracture. Even if the operation is successful, it will leave sequelae. I can't play in my life.

Xiao Cheng is a member of the school basketball team. She likes playing basketball best.

Think of Mingcheng roaring at the screen, let her run quickly, don't care what he looks like, Mingshu covers her mouth, cry out of breath.

It's her fault.

It's all her fault.

If she hadn't rescued ye qihan back then, her company wouldn't have gone bankrupt, her father wouldn't have been hospitalized with cerebral hemorrhage, and Xiaocheng wouldn't have had an accident.

It's all her fault. Damn it. It's her who should be lying in the hospital bed. She's the right one

Ye qihan looked at her for a moment in silence and looked up at the roof.

If

If only he didn't fall in love with her.

If only he didn't love so much.

Now, his heart won't hurt so much.

The pain of strangling.

It's like having a heart attack

The operation finally ended and Mingcheng was sent to the ward.

Mingshu follows Mingcheng. Ye qihan follows Mingcheng.

Doctors and nurses told some precautions and left one after another.

There are only three of them left in the room.

Mingshu stares at her younger brother for a while and raises her eyes to see ye qihan. The heartache and worry in her eyes immediately turns into anger and hatred.

She rushed to him, her teeth clenched tightly, her beautiful eyes like sparks.

Without saying a word, she gave him a hard blow in the stomach, followed by a series of punches and kicks, which made ye qihan stagger back and hit his back against the door panel.

Can't stand the pain, ye qihan can't help bending down and pressing the abdomen.

When he learned martial arts, Mingshu practiced with him for a few days.

It's a lot of Kung Fu, but it's enough to clean up those who don't want to fight back.

Finally, he was punched out of the door and the door closed in front of him.

He pressed his stomach with one hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the other. He straightened up slowly and pulled up the corner of his mouth and laughed.

Mingshu, what I owe you today, I pay it back.

You father and daughter owe me, you use a lifetime to return it.

you are mine.

Only mine!

He looked through the window for a while, arranged his clothes and left leisurely.

Ward, Mingshu did not keep clear how long, was driven out of the nurse.

The hospital has visiting time. When it's time, you have to leave.

Mingshu stood outside the door to see Mingcheng for a while, until the nurse came to drive her, she was reluctant to leave.

Just out of the hospital, received a call from the director, Jin Hotel, see you.

Mingshu cheer up, go home to change clothes, rushed to the Jinshang hotel.

Today's ups and downs, she suffered too much stimulation, head pain like to explode.

She wanted to quit her job, to have a rest, to have a good sleep.

But she can't.

In addition to the father's medical expenses, now there are more brother's medical expenses.

The remaining money of the card has just been handed over to his brother's hospital account.

Brother's leg, the doctor said to do a second operation to fully recover.

One operation, one money.

She wants to make money.

She has no right to rest.

Walking into the hotel and standing at the door of the box, she rubbed her face and raised a sweet smile, just like putting on armor and a war robe.

Open the door, a scuffle.

Four hours later Baijiu drank two bottles of white wine, signed the entire advertisement, and two big bills that had been chewing for a month, gain a complete victory.

When leaving the hotel, the supervisor hooked her shoulder, smiling as if they were sisters.

God knows, yesterday she also heard the supervisor gossip, she was the richest daughter, the Phoenix is not as good as chicken.

How about the past?

Now she is not begging for food under her hands, crying and laughing.

When she heard that, Mingshu was very sad.

But I soon forgot.

Dad's medical expenses are too tight, and the burden on her shoulders is too heavy. She doesn't even have time to feel sorry for herself.

Taxi can't enter the community, put her down at the gate of the community.

Mingshu staggers into the unit building and touches her handbag, but fails to find the elevator card.

She looked at the elevator on the top floor and turned up the back stairs.

A shake, stop and go, she finally walked to the door.

Breathing heavily, she leaned against the wall and felt for the key. Her head was dizzy. She supported the wall and fell to the ground slowly.

Downstairs, the elevator "Ding" left and right separate, Zhan Mo Chen and small five out of the elevator.

Zhan Mochen touched the key to open the door, but Xiao Wu ran up the stairs.