Jiang Lingyun finally agreed to Xia Ling's proposal and left the hospital with Jiang Lingfeng.

At the door of the ward, Fu Yunting looked at the woman with red eyes and straightened the broken hair in her ear.

"Wife, my husband will be sleepless tonight."

Accustomed to the fragrance of women around him, he is expected to lose sleep tonight.

But he also knew that there was nothing he could do but act coquettish towards his wife.

"Husband, you're the best. If I'm not with you, you can stay awake and find out the killer soon, right?"

Xia Ling raised her eyes and looked at Fu Yunting with a flattering look on her face.

Fu Yunting: "

If she's with him, he'll be dizzy?

That's right. As long as she's around him, he's really full of ideas about toppling her and eating her!

"OK, I'll go back and find the killer for warm. But..."

Fu Yunting looked at Xia Ling with black eyes. His slender fingers pointed his thin lips, "always give me some power."

Hearing the speech, Xia Ling blushed and looked around. He didn't see anyone passing by. He quickly stood on tiptoe and kissed Fu Yunting on his thin lips.

The dragonfly's kiss didn't satisfy his greed at all.

Fu Yunting licked his thin lips, fished them with his long arm, fished them into his arms, and lowered his head to cover the red lips.

Xia Ling was speechless, his pink fist slapped on his chest, and his small face turned red.

Fu Yunting let go of her and her eyes were deep.

"Fu Yunting." Xia Ling stared at him coyly.

This man, where is this place, when is it now, and how is he still in the mood?

Fu Yunting was still full of flavor. He scraped the tip of her nose, and there was a visible darkness at the bottom of her eyes.

"Well, after tasting the sweetness of my wife, I'll go back to work and don't let you down."

Don't blame him.

Newlyweds, he has just tasted fresh food and can't help it.

"Well, drive carefully on the road."

Xia Ling gave a warning, looked at the man's tall figure slowly disappearing at the end, deeply vomited and entered the ward.

In the ward, warm is lying on the bed, staring at the void in front with a pair of red eyes in a daze.

Xia Ling felt uncomfortable. She went to the bed and sat down. Holding her hand, she didn't know what to say.

The warm eyes moved, and tears fell on his face again.

Seeing this, Xia Ling clenched her hand, "warm, don't cry. Your voice can't be treated in this hospital, which doesn't mean other hospitals can't. have you forgotten? My mother has been cured after lying in bed for more than ten years? Fu Yunting knows many people. I'll ask him to inquire and see if there are experts in this field who can help you with treatment."

It happened so suddenly that when everything was arranged, she would ask Fu Yunting to help.

Hearing Xia Ling's words, the warm eyes moved slightly, and the original dull eyes also had a little light.

She got up, took the cell phone and typed a line, "really? Lingling, can my voice be cured?"

She doesn't want to be mute. She also wants to speak.

Trying to call out the man's name.

"Sure, warm, you can't lose heart."

Xia Ling had no bottom in her heart, but her face was firm.

A tear welled up in his warm eyes. He quickly sucked his nose and continued typing, "Lingling, thank you. I'm so afraid I'll become mute. In that case, brother Jiang won't like me even more."

Seeing this line of words, Xia Ling was even more sad.

She hugged warm. "No, warm, you are a good girl. Brother Ling is not that kind of shallow person. He will see your good."