When Li Feifan hears Zhao Shuya's words, he is so excited that he stares at Li Yixue. He can't believe that Li Yixue is not pregnant.
Before that, he said with pride that his sword was not old.
How proud and happy he was then, how shameful and embarrassed he is now.
Li Feifan gasped for breath. If he could move easily, he would have picked up the water cup next to Li Yixue.
Zhao Shuya saw that Li Feifan was so angry, and a proud smile rose from the corner of her mouth. She wants to see if Li Feifan has any face after he knows Li Yixue's true face. Besides, they are true love.
When Zhao Zhizhi saw Li Feifan like this, he looked at Li Xiting with some worry and said, "the doctor just said not to let him get too excited. Zhao Shuya deliberately picked this matter at this time and said that he didn't want him!"
Li Xiting shook her hand, looked at Li Feifan calmly, and said in a cold voice: "who would like this scum to be good? His hard life has just begun."
Zhao Zhizhi heard the coolness in Li Xiting's tone, and she shook his hand back to comfort him.
"Elder sister, don't say these words again. Brother fan can't be stimulated now!" Li Yixue quickly looked at Li Feifan and coaxed him softly, "brother fan, the most important thing now is your health. As for other things, wait until you are well, let's talk about it!"
Li Feifan's breath is almost out of breath, and her body is too uncomfortable, which makes her have to listen to Li Yixue's words.
"Get out of here." Li Feifan didn't want to see Li Yixue and said with gnashing teeth.
"Brother fan, let me stay here to take care of you!" Li Yixue doesn't dare to leave. If she does, Zhao Shuya will speak ill of her in front of Li Feifan.
Zhao Shuya saw Li Yixue's idea at a glance. She immediately went to Li Yixue and said, "it's no use kneeling. You're an emotional liar like you. You not only hurt brother fan's heart, but also his body. People like you have the face to appear in front of brother fan. You should have died long ago. If it wasn't for you, Van Gogh would not be like this. "
Li Yixue saw Zhao Shuya's strong sense of killing in her eyes, and she was scared back. Looking up again, Li Feifan didn't help her at all. Finally, she stood up shivering and turned to walk out of the door.
"Van Gogh, I'll come back to see you tomorrow." Li Yixue still said to Li Feifan.
If at ordinary times Li Feifan sees Li Yixue so pitiful appearance, he naturally is very distressed, but now in his eyes incomparably dazzling and disgusting.
"Go away!" Li Feifan listens to what Zhao Shuya said just now, and has more disgust for Li Yixue.
Li Yixue is a liar, not only deceived his feelings, but also made him like this. I don't know how people outside laugh at him. Li Feifan's face is even worse when he thinks of it.
Zhao Shuya see Li Feifan pain to saliva from the corner of the mouth, a look of disgust to step back.
"Shu, Shu Ya, you are still good." Li Feifan remembers Zhao Shuya at this time. He turns his eyes to Zhao Shuya and says it softly.
Zhao Shuya looked at Li Feifan with a gentle smile and said, "we are husband and wife. I'm not good to you. Who else can I be good to?"
When Li Feifan heard Zhao Shuya's words, he was so excited that his tears kept flowing down.
The nurse just came to inspect the room. Seeing Li Feifan's excited appearance, she immediately said, "don't you want to die? If you go on like this, you will have a second stroke, and the situation will be even worse
When Li Feifan heard that, he quickly shut up and did not dare to cry. When Zhao Shuya heard about the second stroke, a trace of calculation flashed in his eyes.
Zhao Shuya thought that she had covered up well, but she didn't know that her every move fell into Li Xiting's eyes.