Wife wants to remarry: The poisonous young man's enchanting strategy

When she turned and left, because her attention was focused on the night Mark's face, she accidentally bumped into the disease □□□, and the medicine plate in her hand almost fell to the ground.

"Don't you walk with eyes?"

The hospital bed was shaken, the night mark narrowed his eyes, and a terrible light bloomed in his eyes.

"Hold... Sorry!"

The little nurse was frightened white by the low voice, remembered more than a dozen people in black outside the corridor, hurriedly apologized and escaped from the ward.

As the little nurse left, night mark seemed to be aware of something. It seemed that he was surprised by his behavior just now.

After a trace of chagrin, his eyes fell on the sick person again.

A few days ago, the man standing in the living room, wet and looking at him, came to mind.

The whole body was wet, holding the body trembling constantly, the hair wet by the rain was pasted on the forehead, and the black and white eyes were unconvinced.

The faint smile is extremely strong and makes people feel a little naughty at the same time.

It's impossible for people to connect with the people who are lying in the □□.

Looking at that more pale face than before, I can only describe it with pale at the moment.

The silky black hair lost its luster and scattered on the snow-white pillow,

Because the lips that have lost water for many days show dry folds, only the tiny nose wings can make people feel weak breathing.

The rough big hand caresses the thin cheek, and the fingers feel the smooth and cool skin. If it is not with some temperature on it, it will really make people feel that □ □ is lying on a cold body.

"Don't think you can escape my torture in this way! Wake up quickly!"

The big hand of the night mark stayed on the thin face of the bright moon, making a low voice. It was unclear whether it was anxious or angry.

The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the dark blue night replaced the brightness of the day.

At ten in the evening, aunt LAN got permission and was sent to the hospital by night Mark's driver.

She pushed away the ward with an insulated lunch box in her hand. When she saw □□, tears fell down immediately.

"Miss!"

With a cry, she quickly put the lunch box in her hand on the cabinet beside the bed. Aunt LAN sat in front of the bed and held the moon's hand tightly.

In just a few days, the round and scaly white hands feel like skin and bones.

"Miss, it's aunt LAN. I came to see you. Open your eyes and look at me!"