Holding Jiang Junyue’s hand in trouser legs, she just stared at it and didn’t dare to touch or deal with it at the moment. Her eyes became more and more fashionable and erratic.
The wife is really fine and won’t die. Seeing her eyes worried, Jiang Junyue couldn’t help but coax her into saying in a low voice.
Is it necessary for you to be dead?
He bullied himself. You caught the king’s ass and harmed the king’s reputation. Shouldn’t you compensate the king?
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Chapter 35 Wife, don’t be angry
Is it necessary for you to be dead? Lan Jingyi let go of him and trouser legs fell. She rubbed up and wanted to scold him, but she couldn’t bear to part with him. At the moment, she still turned to the nurse in pain and said, Get up, I’ll help you wrap it up.
The good fruit basket had already let him go, and she helped him to walk slowly to the nurse. Previously, he looked alive and kicking, and he was good and never bravado again.
Because it is no longer necessary.
The calf injury didn’t hurt the bone, but it was still painful even if the bullet was taken out.
When the nurse treated Jiang Junyue’s wound, Lan Jing Yicheng didn’t avoid watching it at all. The more she looked at her, the whiter she turned. If the injury was put aside, she would be in unbearable pain, but Jiang Junyue was as innocent as anything. She ignored him and he also interacted with the nurse from time to time.
Finally stopped the bleeding and bandaged it again. Jiang Junyue pulled her hand. Wife, don’t be angry. It won’t happen again.
Not again?
He’s keeping her life from her. If she still can’t see through him, she won’t be Lan Jingyi.
There are many nurses, and a little nurse booed, It’s really rare for this lady to hurt your husband like this and help you carry two fruit baskets to the hospital. I really envy you for finding a handsome and strong man.
Lan Jing Yi Shi also wants to add that Gao Fushuai Jiang Junyue, a rich man, has occupied it.
She did pick up a treasure.
But even if he is a treasure, he can’t hide everything from him like this, can he?
You wait here for me to see Weiyan and come back and leave together.
Hey, what do you call him? Lan Jingyi’s Wei Yan made Jiang Junyue’s face black again.
Lan Jingyi gave him a white grin before saying, Can’t the pain stop your mouth? He doesn’t shout pain or hum. He only cares what she calls others.
Just call Mr. Ji. Secondary attention.
Do you care? Isn’t he afraid that others will say he is jealous when he says this in front of so many people?
A big man likes to be jealous, too. She really wants to talk.
Mrs. Jiang is so happy, your husband. It’s up to you. It’s because others want to be blessed. You should go quickly. Don’t let your husband wait. When watching two people quarreling, a little nurse advised.
Lan Jingyi turned to get the fruit basket and flowers and left. Although the fruit basket was a little heavy, it was only a few steps away.
The door of Ji Weiyan’s ward left the door unlocked slightly, and there was a faint breath that belonged to him alone. Lan Jingyi was carrying a fruit basket in his hand and holding flowers in his arms. I really couldn’t knock at the door. I was about to open the door with my knees open when the door opened.
The door JiWeiYan quietly there also don’t talk to see her.
Section 253
Are you … are you all right? I have been stared at by a man for five seconds, and Lan Jingyi can’t live any longer. This is an unoriginal prologue.
It’s okay. I’ll carry it. He bent over to take her fruit basket.
But she stepped back. I wish I didn’t come. You’re injured. Go to the hospital bed and lie down. Now you’re getting in touch with her. More and more, you find that he smells like the person who saved her at the beginning of the cliff is very consistent. At that time, it was absolutely his fault
Play out a small wound and it will grow up in a few days. Come in and sit down. He still forcibly robbed it, but she can’t say what men like to be brave like this. Jiang Junyue is Ji Weiyan, too
Vip ward
Two people sat down in front of the sofa.
He wore a sick shoulder and a bandage, but it didn’t affect his noble temperament at all.
Seeing that he raised his hand to ask her to make tea, she grabbed the tea set and said, I didn’t come here but I can have a cup of tea. Thinking that the nurse was waiting for her there, Jiang Junyue couldn’t stay too long.
You have made up your mind, haven’t you? She made tea, and he asked her in a low voice. Her voice was hoarse, but her eyes were obscure. Obviously, he should have known what happened in the corridor between her and Jiang Junyue just now. When she arrived, he was in front of the door, so he didn’t ask her, so he didn’t discover it.
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You really don’t care if Uncle Mu lives or dies?
I don’t care if I didn’t embarrass him in public yesterday, but when I really left him, that feeling made me very flustered. I hope you can understand my heart and I can’t lose him and leave him. This is Lan Jingyi’s heartfelt words.
There was a silence in her ward. Ji Weiyan took her tea and took a sip of her eyes to screen her little face again. I can wait for you until the day when you and he are separated.
LanJingYi shu looked up I have so good? Worth it? She doesn’t understand. Where did he look at her? A handsome and rich man like him can choose what kind of woman he wants.
Seventeen years, hehe. Do you think seventeen years is very short? He has been paying attention to her for seventeen years, or it is the feeling that he can’t see from a distance during these times that makes her slowly take root in his heart and never pull it out.
But I already have Qin Qin and Zhuang Qing.
But you and he haven’t got a license yet, so you’re not really married.
will you tell me about dad? She couldn’t untie his heart, but she tried to come to the hospital. She wanted to visit him, but when she met him, she had to ask. When she asked, she would unconsciously feel a sense of alienation that made people unable to breathe.
Small yi, you so refuse to me? Is it more touching for you to pretend that I am not injured when I am injured? He can’t compare with Jiang Junyue in this point, but his love for her is no worse than Jiang Junyue after seventeen years of precipitation and accumulation.