Chapter 125： Dreaming of Song Worry is Song Guizhen

Unexpectedly, Gu Yu will be so smart, find the oriental Xuan.

Song Wu worry bites his lower lip. Is that the sentence he said before his coma, which made him doubt?

Song Wu worry now regrets that he has loosened the rope, she is simply dead.

Ming knows that this body is still very weak, why should you let yourself fall from the horseback?

Look at it, I don’t have to be hospitalized, I have no doubts.

Let's see it. I wanted to let Gu Wei blame Song Haoyue, but he blamed Song Haoyue for not saying anything.

People like Song Haoyue so much, how can she blame her for pulling her tail?

Song Wu worry that it is not a sensible thing to move this stone to his own feet.

Behind her, Gu Yu, who crossed her legs, looked at her in the light.

Both eyes, deeper and deeper -

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This evening, Song Wushou didn't sleep very much, and Gu Yu didn't sleep very much.

One lying on the bed, one lying on the sofa, stupid, it was dawn.

Just outside the window, Gu Yu slammed up from the sofa.

His fierce eyes twitched and his eyebrows provoked.

He is so sleepy when he is not sleepy?

He made a very strange dream.

I dreamed that I was the emperor of the X dynasty, and Song Wuxi was Song Guizhen.

"Cough..."

Song’s wheezing sound, pulled back the Gu Yu of the gods.

Gu Yu raised his head and looked at Song Wu.

Song Wuxi huddled and kept coughing.

She couldn't sleep because she was in a mess.

When you fall asleep, you will do all sorts of weird dreams.

When the sky is bright, the throat is itchy and the cough will be more comfortable.

"Cough... cough..."

Listening to her coughing, she got up and strode over.

He leaned over and held the shoulders that coughed and shook, "Song Worry?"

This touch, Gu Yu was shocked, his hand jerked to her forehead.

She has a high fever!

Gu Yu pulled her over, and sure enough, her face burned red.

"You have a fever!" Gu Yu's deep embarrassment, passing a touch of worry.

"..." It turned out to be a high fever. It's no wonder that the brain is so uncomfortable, and it keeps making strange dreams.

"My name is a doctor." Gu Yu helped her to sit on the bed by herself, and the other hand pressed the call bell.

"Uncomfortable..." Song Wuyou leaned on his chest and whispered lowly.

"The doctor will come." Gu Yu hurt her, her hands, and gently touched her forehead, her face.

"Cough cough..." Song worries again and again coughing, she struggled to lift her head and looked at Gu Yu.

Seeing his nervous and distressed eyes, she smiled and asked weakly: "Are you caring about me?"

"You are my wife, I don't care about you, who do I care about?"

"Gu Yu, you are not always tired of me, have to divorce me?"

Gu Yu raised his eyebrows, silly woman, if he has been bored with her, will she marry her?

"You have all burned like this, and have you thought about it?"

"I did a very strange dream last night."

Gu Yuxin is tight, "What dream?"

"I am dead, my soul is in another world."

"Nonsense!" Gu Yu said: "Death is dead, where is the soul!"

Song has no worries, "just a dream..."

"Dream is the opposite. You dream that you are dead, indicating that you will be discharged soon."

"hope so……"

Soon, the doctor on duty came.

He thoroughly examined the body for Song Wu.