Chapter 3746: don't cry
Chapter 3746 Dont cry
On the day the wedding photos were taken, Xiaoguai was so excited that he wanted to share them with Xue Tuan.
She called Xuetuan and told her excitedly that the wedding photos were beautiful and she liked them very much.
At the other end, Xuetuan's voice sounded a little tired, "As long as you like it, how long until the wedding?"
"The wedding is twelve days away." Xiaoguai asked worriedly, "Sister, are you feeling unwell?"
Why... the voice sounds weird?
Its nothing, I didnt sleep well last night, dont worry.
After chatting for a while, Xiaoguai hung up the phone.
She was holding her cell phone and sitting on the sofa in a daze. Csar sat down next to her, took her head with one hand and pecked her on the lips, "What are you thinking about?"
"Brother Cesar." Xiao Guai leaned into his arms and asked with a sad face, "Is there really no way to cure Rong Yin's illness?"
Sister's unhappiness must be related to Rong Yin's illness.
Cesare sighed almost inaudibly.
The sun is hot.
The temperature is hot, and the heat wave is like a tide, hitting our faces.
She also wanted someone to tell her whether something was wrong with Rong Yin.
I dont know how long it took, but Zong Jie came out. It seemed that the situation was under control. Madam, please go in.
The sun is very harsh. If she is exposed to the sun like this, she will suffer from heatstroke.
How is he?
The doctor has given you a blood transfusion. This is the plasma drawn from An Zhiyi before, which can temporarily relieve his symptoms.
However, there is not much plasma left.
An Zhiyis current physical condition, coupled with her lack of cooperation, will only make the situation more serious if you get sick again.
Xue Tuan nodded blankly and returned to the room with Xiao Tuanzi in his arms.
The servants have replaced the carpet that was stained with hidden blood stains, and the air is filled with the faint scent of air freshener.
Hides the smell of blood.
When I woke up, it was already dark outside the window.
Rong Yin's eyes were dry. He blinked and saw the snowball standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
She didnt know how long she stood alone, her back almost blending into the night outside.
There is a touch of bleak loneliness.
Snow ball. He whispered hoarsely.
The weak voice was not loud, but it was particularly clear in this silent bedroom.