Seven nights spoiled marriage: mysterious husband bully body

George held the unconscious Ming Jing Yi and said coldly, "please let Mr. Huo get out of the way!"

He got up early and told her to get up and go to the airport, only to find that she had fainted, and now she was very hot.

"Go to the hospital first!" Huo Ting deep cold voice way, tough tone can't refuse, "this time is not good to take a taxi."

The car sped to the hospital, the doctor did the examination, she was because of a cold and fever, hospital observation for two days, nothing serious can be discharged.

"Thank you, Mr. Huo." George light way, "waiting for total time precious, I don't delay much."

Horting squinted deeply: "of course."

He turned and left, standing under the hospital building and called: "give me a good look at the Mingshi family. I want to know everyone's detailed information, especially miss mingjingyi."

George's eyes complex back to the bed, open the chair to sit down, quietly looking at the people on the bed: "darling Stay with me, OK?"

"Tingshen..." mingjingyi whispered unconsciously. Her brows were locked tightly. She seemed to dream of something very painful, "no, don't..."

Bright dagger, lots of blood

"Don't be afraid." Someone's talking.

She knew she was dreaming, but she couldn't wake up and see the man's face clearly.

George's face was livid and his eyes were full of anger and heartache: "forget huotingshen! You are mingjingyi! Ming Jing Yi

In the afternoon, Mingjing woke up with fever and bent his head to see that the perfume lily on the windowsill opened just right, and the faint smell of the disinfectant diluted the taste of the disinfectant.

"You wake up." George came in with millet porridge and gently helped her to sit up. "Doctor, I said you can only eat some light food now."

Mingjingyi lowered her eyes and said, "what about Maomao?"

"The child's resistance was weak. I left her in the hotel." George blew millet porridge, considerate to Ann's mouth, "don't worry, I found someone to look at her, there will be no accident."

Mingjingyi avoided George's spoon: "I'm not hungry."

"Are you still angry?" George didn't force her either. He put the porridge cover aside, took her hand and said gently, "can I apologize? I admit I'm too nervous about you. "

Mingjingyi see him so, attitude is also soft down, she gently pulled out her hand, looking out of the window secluded way: "I don't like to be locked in a cage."

She didn't know the way they used to get along with each other, but she knew very well in her heart that their relationship was not normal.

"I'm not right." George's attitude is sincere, "back in England, I support whatever you want to do."

Mingjingyi pursed her lips: "I don't have to go out, I just don't want to be restricted."

"My fault." George rubbed her hair and said, "I'll be with you whatever you want to do in the future."

Mingjingyi brow slightly wrinkled, light way: "want to sleep for a while."

George nodded: "porridge first heat, when you want to drink also in time."

Mingjingyi closed her eyes and tightened her fingers slightly under the quilt. George's words couldn't stand the scrutiny at all.

Because of her illness, George's journey back to England had to be postponed. There was a strange joy in her heart.

This strange place made her feel kind, as if the air she was breathing was saying "welcome back".

But mingjingyi's body is not good again and again, which makes George very angry: "don't you think we can leave the hospital in two days? Why is she still feverish after five days

The doctor gave mingjingyi a comprehensive examination, but also confused: "maybe the patient's constitution is special, we will try a new medicine."

"She's not your experiment!" George said coldly, "I'm going to go through the discharge procedures."

The doctor's head shakes like a rattle: "the patient has a fever all the time, so it's easy to turn into pneumonia when he leaves the hospital, and it will be more dangerous at that time."

George was like a lion with his hands and feet tied. He walked around the room impatiently, waving: "you go out."

"Keke --" mingjingyi coughed, her face turned red, and her voice was a little hoarse. "You, you go to the discharge procedures, and we'll go back to England today."

George took a deep breath, sat by the bed and helped her tuck in the corner of the quilt: "what nonsense, have a good rest, we'll go back when you're fully recovered."

Mingjingyi cleverly closed her eyes, but still felt that George had been staring at her, burning eyes like to see a few holes in her body.

After a while, the feeling of anxiety disappeared. Hearing the sound of footsteps and closing the door, she carefully opened her eyes and let out a breath secretly, with a sly smile in her bright eyes.

I don't know why, there is a voice in her heart that makes her stay. It seems that someone is calling her, deep, hoarse and affectionate.

She couldn't tell what the man was shouting, but she only felt the pain in her heart. So every night after the nurse checked the room, she stood on the balcony to blow the wind, and finally she had a fever repeatedly.

"Well, headache --" she pressed her forehead. She felt sick.

In the evening, seeing that mingjingyi had taken the medicine, George told the nurse to get up and go back to the hotel. The child was too young to leave people at night.

"I'll come to see you tomorrow morning." George gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Good dream."

Mingjingyi smile: "tell Maomao, I will go home soon."

George left with a "um". An hour later, the nurse checked the room and left. Mingjingyi looked at the door warily, opened the quilt and was ready to go to the balcony. Suddenly, she was caught by the wrist, which surprised her.

Oh, no, it was found.

"You're ruining yourself." Huo Ting said in a deep voice. With the absolute advantage of strength, he threw mingjingyi back on the bed and pulled the quilt over her again. "Don't make trouble!"

Mingjingyi was stunned, reacted for two seconds and frowned: "isn't it right that Mr. Huo came here so late?"

"Have you taken any medicine?" Huo Ting looked deeply at the water cup on the head of the bed, poured a cup of hot water and handed it to her, "drink more water."

Mingjingyi was a little annoyed, but she raised her hoarse voice: "Mr. Huo, I have made it very clear that you have recognized the wrong person. Would you please pay attention to the propriety?"

Huo tingshen put the water cup on the table and quietly looked at the people in front of him, eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth. He greedily engraved everything into his mind, perfectly coincident with the smiling face in his memory.

"Rest." He whispered.

As like as two peas, he did not believe that there were two strangers in the world who were the same.

Although I don't know how she survived, how can forget him, but he will not give up, will let her back to him.

"Hello?" Mingjingyi was flustered in his heart when he looked at her. She stretched out her hand and shook it in front of him, "Mr. Huo? I'm going to have a rest. It's time for you to go

Huo Ting stares at her deeply: "don't go to the balcony to blow cold air again."

"It's up to you!" Mingjingyi stares at her with a guilty heart, and suddenly he is stunned.

She is a young lady of the Ming family. She has been following the rules. How could she make such a rude move.

Huo tingshen was also stunned. Mingjingyi just looked like a little girl.

"I'm going, you have a rest first." He got up and said faintly, "if you don't listen, I'll tell George."

To use another man to threaten his little brother, Huo tingshen's whereabouts is very uncomfortable.

Ming Jing Yi's face is livid. He stares at Huo tingshen and pulls the quilt to cover his head: "it's so annoying!"

Outside the ward, Huo Ting looked through the glass window on the door and couldn't help bending his mouth.

Cosine was stunned to see this scene, as if he saw red rain in the sky.

It's been three years. He hasn't seen the young master's happy expression for three years. Is that really

"Young master, the Ming family has a deep foundation in Britain, and their industries are all over the country." Cosine will be his investigation to the news, a report, "mingjingyi parents have passed away, she has two sisters, a brother, now in charge of the Ming family is her elder brother mingyuequn."

He opened the car door, let Huo tingshen sit in, while starting the car, he continued: "the three sisters of Ming family are famous in the local, and mingjingyi is a famous beauty."

Huo Ting's eyes were deep, and his fingers knocked on his knees: "prepare the information as soon as possible, I want all the information of mingjingyi from small to large."

He has already determined that she is small, and now is to find more evidence to confirm his guess.

When he got home, he turned on the light in his bedroom. No one with a funny smile rushed into his arms and pestered her with all kinds of trivial things.

"Little, I'll take you home soon." Horting stroked the picture on the wall. "Wait for me."

He loosened his tie and called Carol, "should we have a good talk?"

Three years ago, when he fainted, only Carol was at the scene. He should know the most about life and death.

Huo Ting felt that she was really confused. How could she hold a box of ashes and decide that she died? How could she die so easily.

Opening the memory of three years, he pondered and deliberated little by little, and found that there were too many loopholes in the whole thing, and the biggest loophole was small death.

At six o'clock the next morning, Carol came by plane and sat in hortensen's office with red eyes.

"Huo Shao is so anxious to call me. Is there a big business?" Carol's voice was the same as before, but her eyes were obviously empty, and she didn't dare to look into horting's eyes. "Hey, I'm flying from a beautiful woman's bed, isn't that interesting?"

Horting narrowed his eyes and said nothing. His fingers curled up and knocked on the table, like a life-threatening bell.

"You, you in the end..." Carol wiped the sweat on her forehead and stammered, "I, i..."

Against this killing God, he has been killed for eight generations.

"One last chance." Horting cryogenic tunnel.

In the past three years, Carol has been to America, Australia and even Africa, but he has never come to city a, which is clearly to avoid him.