President's Private Spoil Rule

Jiang Haodong's eyes are hot. Even though he has been a doctor, in order to increase the difficulty of surgery, he has been arranged to go to major hospitals for various kinds of operations. He has contacted all kinds of patients and is used to life and death. In the face of Zuo Xiaoyou at this time, he was unable to treat her with his own specialty.

The girl in front of him and the man in the basement cage are relatives to him.

One knows he can't see, and the other is trapped in a cage to save her.

He has never been in love, but he feels very honored to witness an unforgettable love with his own eyes, a true lover who exists with the existence of each other.

She loved him and tried her best to protect his dignity; He loved her and traded his eyes for her light.

They were thinking about each other, obviously invisible emotions, but he saw the strongest line between them in the world, which could not be cut off by any difficulties and obstacles in the world.

He will always remember the understatement of yerui, "with my eyes." Always remember that arrogant night Rui was indifferent when he got into the cage and looked at Xiang mingsize, "you have to cure me."

For the sake of Zuo Xiaoyou, he received the cruelest personality repressive treatment in the world.

Jiang Haodong covered his mouth and burst into tears, but he didn't dare to cry. He could only sob.

The servants who served on the side silently bowed their heads and wept. Up to now, my wife doesn't know that she is blind.

Hearing Jiang Haodong's strange appearance, he nodded on the left and right and asked strangely, "Jiang Haodong? Are you okay? Why don't you talk? "

"Cough, cough!" Jiang Haodong choked, coughed deliberately, wiped his nose and tears carelessly, and said in a dumb voice, "it's not easy to live there. It's cold at night. I'm frozen. I have a cold. "

Zuo Xiaoyou smiled, "yes, it's not easy to live in the mountains. It's cold at night. Why don't you notice? "

Jianghaodong help do wronged way, "because the young master suddenly kicked us out, I didn't even clean up my clothes."

Speaking of yerui, Zuo Xiaoyou involuntarily expanded his smile, "yerui is a child. You don't know to buy one yourself."

That's because he's not smart enough.

Jiang Haodong's tears flowed more fiercely. He casually took out a piece of paper, said "sorry", kicked away his chair and ran to the door quickly. He snorted and blew a lot of nose. The voice was heard in the restaurant.

He shook his head funny.

After dinner, Jiang Haodong's mood was almost calm.

Zuo Xiaoyou asked someone to clean up the dishes and chopsticks before telling him about his situation.

"My eyes have been white since the last two years when I am tired. At that time, I was afraid that Zuo Xun would find me drinking the antidote. But not so often, and I don't care much. It's getting more and more frequent. " Zuo Xiaoyou rubbed his eyes and wondered, "I want you to take a look for me. What's going on?" Also jokingly smiled, "won't you be blind?"

Jiang Haodong's nose was sour. He tried his best to control his mood and straightened out the doctor's shelf. "I don't know until I check it." Said the dress model turned her eyelids, illuminated her with a small hand, and said in the doctor's usual indifferent language, "it's nothing like this. It may be that the body is too tired and the intraocular pressure is too high. Do you have a headache? "

Zuo Xiaoyou shook his head, "my head doesn't hurt, but it's a little swollen and heavy around my eyes."

Jiang Hao said, "then have a good rest. When we have a rest, if this is still the case, we will try to check again“

"No, I want to do an in-depth examination now." Zuo Xiaoyou looked at him stubbornly, "I'm afraid I can't see yerui when he comes back from work."

Jiang Haodong clenched his fist. "You don't meet every day. It's not bad for this day."

Zuo Xiaoyou shook his head anxiously, "he asked you to come back, which shows that I was in a bad state before. I don't want him to worry about me. He is very tired. "

There are two people living in his heart. Every day, he works very hard.

Recently, she always saw yerui roaring and scolding another invisible person.

He must be very uncomfortable and painful. She doesn't want to hurt him anymore.

Jiang Haodong sighed silently, deliberately showing the doctor's inherent reason, "if the test results are bad, you may really be invisible. Don't you tell the young master? "

Zuo Xiaoyou was surprised and asked subconsciously, "is my situation very bad?"

Jiang Haodong analyzed it to her from a professional point of view, "it's all 50%. Not necessarily good, not necessarily bad. "

Zuo Xiaoyou sighed, "if you really can't see, there will be a way to cure it, won't you?"

Jiang Hao said, "well. There will be no big deal if there is a master. "

Left little right nodded, "HMM. Can you examine me now? "

"OK."

Jiang Haodong had no choice but to ask his servant to help Zuo Xiaoyou to the backyard for a new inspection. After checking, she was sent back to the bedroom.

When he left, he said to the left and right, "as a result, you have to wait. You go to rest first and go to bed when you are tired. When you wake up, you'll come out. Maybe you'll see it. "

Zuo Xiaoyou obediently agreed.

At the same time, in the underground cage, the night Rui trapped in the cage looked at the left, small and right groping every move on the screen. The roar continued to weaken, and his expression gradually showed tenderness and compassion.

Zuo Xiaoyou, his Zuo Xiaoyou, Zuo Xiaoyou worried about him. How can I protect you.

Mingsize Xiu in the monitoring room opened his eyes and looked at the data transmitted by the instrument: he was agitated for 10 minutes and called left, small and right 400 times.

At the top of the mountain, Xiaoche, who slept well in Jiang Haodong's eyes, was quietly getting up and came to the huge French window in the hall.

His small body lay on the floor glass and looked at the dark night sky outside, with glittering tears in his eyes.

Can't cry, yeche, can't cry, you're a man.

The little man sniffed hard and sucked back the sour and astringent nasal cavity.

"Does Xiao Che miss his mother?" In the dark, a gentle voice leaned over. Zuo Shaoqing stood in front of the French window next to him and touched the small head next to him, "or insomnia?"

Xiao Che didn't speak. He felt that a man said he missed his mother, but he was really on the left and right.

"Did Uncle miss his mother when he was a child?" Xiao Che suddenly looked up and asked. If my uncle would miss his mother when he was a child, he wouldn't feel very useless.

"Yes, of course." Zuo Shaoqing's eyes were a little bleak.

How could he not? He missed his mother every time he faced a desperate situation and every time he was a child. I think my mother can hug herself again and sing a soft song for herself.