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Within half an hour, song youman arrived at the hospital.
Before the door of the ward was opened, Xia goodnight heard song youman shouting "An'an" in his voice.
The door was pushed open and closed. Song youman was like a master of cultivating immortals. In a blink of an eye, he came to Xia goodnight's side: "Ann, where are you hurt?"
"Ann, good manners. Why are you suddenly hurt?"
"An'an......"
Lying on the bed, the summer night is inconvenient for movement. When song youman reaches out to touch his forehead, he finally takes a look at her. Then she is almost not surprised by song youman's shape at this moment: "Manman, how can you come here like this?"
has a face on a song, a face mask, a curly head on his head, and a barber's clothes on his body.
"You also said that I was scared to death when I received your call, OK? Fortunately, the injury is not so serious... " Song youman said as he went to check Xia goodnight's back: " It's not serious. It's quite serious. Such a large area is purple How can you crush yourself... "
Xia goodnight didn't speak, but her heart suddenly warmed. Then I thought that when I just called Han jingnian, my husband, who was supposed to be the most intimate person in the world, had such a distant and indifferent attitude towards herself. Her eyes were sour and almost fell into tears.
Song youman notices something wrong with Xia goodnight, stretches his face in front of her, stares at her for a while, and then without thinking about it, starts to say, "you called him?"
In this world, only one person can make summer good night sad.
Good night in summer.
"You called him, he didn't come to the hospital to see you?!" Song youman suddenly blew up his hair: "I, I, I'm so grumpy, I really want to kill him!"
"I didn't tell him that I was hurt..."
"Oh, oh, he didn't know. Then I withdraw what I just said..." Song youman suddenly loses breath. Three seconds later, she stares at Xia Goodnight: "why don't you tell him? Why can't you tell him when you're hurt? MMP, after all, he is a ruthless person! He Ya of, raised trousers not to admit account, what does he think the wife in the family is, is it a decoration? Come to think of it, go back to sleep for a while. If you can't think of it, do you have to deal with it cold? There is a wool difference between him and his clients... "
The more you talk about it, the more boundless Good night in summer: "Miss Song!"
"Well, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. You are the same as the client, and you want to go and visit him! Anyway, he is useless. He looks pretty good. You should make a little white face. When you get tired of playing him, we will kick him. Ha ha ha... "
Listen to song youman's words, good night in summer.
In her mind, she mended the scene that she had been whoring with Han for many years, and the picture that he was her little white face. She couldn't help but chuckle
Seeing her smile, song youman also smiled, "OK, just smile, I'll wash my hair and face first, you wait for me."
With that, song youman drifts into the bathroom of the ward.
Listen to the sound of rushing water coming out of it. Good night in summer is warmer. Manman is always like this. When she is most sad, there is always a way to ease her sadness