The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Due to some reasons, a large number of users suddenly cannot open the web page to visit this site today. Please book friends to remember the domain name www.readwn.com (the first letter of literature + org dot com, readwn.com) to find the way home!

After Wen Shan heard his words, Nalan Chunbo didn't say anything, so Wenshan couldn't help but look back, but just saw the sweat beads on Nalan Chunbo's forehead.

At the same time, Nalan Chunbo also parked the car on the side of the road, and he could no longer drive adventurously.

"Hello-are you okay?" Wen Shan looked at Nalan Chunbo lying on the steering wheel and hurriedly reached out to hold his arm. When Nalan Chunbo pointed at the locker in the car, Wenshan hurriedly Pulling the locker away, she saw the stomach medicine inside. She bought the stomach medicine that she had thrown away that day.

Wen Shan's nose was slightly sour, and finally took out the stomach medicine, and then took out a water cup from his small bag, deducted the medicine, poured water in one go, and then carefully delivered the medicine to his lips.

Nalan Chunbo took the medicine, and the pain remained unrelieved, but her lips touched her palm.

Wen Shan looked up, and Nalan Chunbo was also watching her. His face was pale for a while because of the pain.

"It's okay." Nalan Chunbo said, his weakness was already in his voice. The weakness was just right to make people feel distressed. "I'll take you back later."

"What's the matter? How do you drive like this?" Wen Shan was anxious and angry, and directly opened the door to get off. When Nalan Chunbo was afraid that she would leave, the driver's door was already opened.

Nalan Chunbo was pulled out of the car by Wen Shan's seemingly violent but actually not so big action, and then opened the rear door to jam people in, and finally went to drive.

The whole Cheng Wenshan did not say a word, and his small face collapsed tightly.

Nalan Chunbo lay in the back, Wen Shan had already started the car, Nalan Chunbo even had no strength to ask where to go now.

Wenshan drove the car all the way to the nearest hospital. After a while, it may be that the medicine worked, and Nalan Chunbo's stomach was no longer so painful.

But Wen Shan dragged him into the hospital desperately, and hung directly from the gastroenterology department to get people in.

Wen Shan actually blamed herself. Some time ago, she had a problem with her stomach, but she let him eat so spicy.

After filming the film, Wen Shan stood nervously beside Nalan Chunbo and looked at the doctor. After so much tossing and backing, Nalan Chunbo's stomach did not hurt so much.

"The stomach wall is thin, and the gastritis is very serious. The key point is to avoid it." The doctor smelled the hot pot smell on both of them and said again: "Especially the greasy and spicy stuff like hot pot, try not to eat it."

Wen Shan's head fell deeper.

Nalan Chunbo reached out and held Wenshan's wrist, soothed her self-blame at the moment, and took the doctor's list. Wenshan directly grabbed the past and went to pay for the medicine himself. .

Nalan Chunbo sat on the sofa in the hall and watched Wen Shan running through the windows. This was also the case when she paid money for her classmates.

It's just that the time has passed so long, the weather at the end of October has begun to gradually enter the winter atmosphere.

She came with a packet of medicine, her head down like a child who did something wrong.

Nalan Chunbo got up and took hold of her wrist. "It seems there is a good stomachache. Does it make you feel bad for me?"

"Who distressed you? Nalan Chunbo, you're neuropathy, can't you eat it? You said it?" Wen Shan said, smashing the medicine in his hand again, and then turned and ran away.

This time it wasn't two boxes, but a pile. It just fell off Nalan Chunbo.

Like the pit of marriage: Daddy, please divorce your divorce: (www.readwn.com) The pit of marriage: Daddy, the fastest literature update in the divorce pen