"I didn't worry about anyone who worried about him!"

Staring at the screen of the mobile phone, Yang Yilin's eyes filled with tears. He seemed to see sun Zhenzhen, the hard spoken duck again.

It doesn't just mean that sun Zhenzhen has him in his heart, but he is unwilling to admit it.

"Well, well, I won't tell you tomorrow if there's any explanation. Take good care of yourself and your children and get in touch with them." Yang Yilin pretended to be Muqiqi and sent another message to him.

This message was sent in the past. It's really a dead end. Sun Zhenzhen never replied to him again.

Yang Yilin is worried about the disclosure of the matter. He specially calls Mu Qiqi, who is far away in China, to tell him the course of the matter, and then asks her for help. He must not let Sun Zhenzhen know about the matter.

Muqiqi saw that he had a correct attitude and simply promised to come down.

As the old saying goes, it's better to demolish ten temples than one marriage.

She did a good thing.

As long as he can be really good to the truth, she is at ease as a girl friend.

With the understanding and help of Muqiqi, Yang Yilin's heart was put back in his stomach. As long as things were not broken down, he would still have hope.

As time went by, he didn't receive sun Zhenzhen's message until 11 p.m., which made him uneasy.

Did she see through anything?

Or did the little sister-in-law tell her the truth?

All kinds of problems haunted him. He was sleepless, almost sitting in bed with his eyes open until dawn.

Finally, at dawn, he sent his parents to the airport, and then wondered what reason or excuse to send a wechat to sun Zhenzhen to ask about the situation.

Before wechat can be sent out, the mobile phone "Ding Dong".

He opened it in a hurry, a line of small words.

"Qiqi, did you go to the hospital?"

The implication is that he is still concerned.

Yang Yilin was so excited that he couldn't help it. That's great. He really cares about him.

Excited, he thought about how to reply to this message to help.

After thinking about it, he took care of Mo yanjue's men to enter the house. "Come on, little brother, take a picture for me."

He went to the white sheet, closed his eyes gently, and pretended to be weak and painful.

With a click, the picture is ready. He grabs his cell phone and looks at it again. Then he starts PS with a happy face.

The final product is a picture of him lying in a hospital bed.

Very satisfied to see, he will p good photos sent to sun Zhenzhen's mobile phone.

And then start a long wait.

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"numbness, why are you crying?" Little Molly lies on Sun Zhenzhen's leg and asks innocently.

Sun Zhenzhen hurriedly wiped his tears to cover up his sad expression. "Ma Ma didn't cry. It was a small flying insect flying in his eyes that made him cry."

Little Molly looked up at her face and said, "really?"

Sun Zhenzhen nodded hard. "Really."

But when she unties the screen of her mobile phone, her tears are like the surging sea water, which can't stop.

Yang Yilin is in hospital. It seems to be very serious.

He should be happy. Why is he so sad?

After crying, sun Zhenzhen tried to calm down and sent a message to Yang Yilin again.

"How is he, what does the doctor say?"

When Yang Yilin saw sun Zhenzhen's wechat, he began to beat a drum in his heart. Is it serious?