Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“Doctor, how's my husband?” Song is not in any hurry to ask.

“The bullet was taken out, fortunately it didn't hurt anything, it didn't matter.” The doctor took off his mask and said.

Song did not worry for a moment, his hung heart finally relaxed.

……

……

Gu Qiu was transferred to the VIP ward.

With his facial personality, he definitely doesn't want to be hospitalized.

He needs to maintain a strong and powerful image in front of Song.

But under the worry-free oppression of Mugu and Song, he barely stayed in the courtyard for two days.

But he's really a little weak because of the blood loss.

His face was not pale, but his lips were a little white. He lay half down against the bed, his face was black, and he looked at Ancient Pastoral, who was smiling with joy and happiness.

Pastoral just because he wasn't in the hospital, don't laugh so far.

“Laugh again and get the fuck out of here!” Outside he can laugh as much as he wants.

“I've never seen you so weak before.” Pastoral pulled the corner of his mouth, playing funny.

“Need a photo?” Gu Qiu looked at him dangerously.

“Of course...” dare you?

Gu Xiao chose to ignore this loss friend. He glanced at Song without worries sitting in front of the bed.

She didn't look so good, and he said, "Worried that I cared? ”

Mugu listened, his laughter slowly receded, blinking, looking at Song no worries.

Song was not worried and stared at Gu Jiao. “Don't worry, it doesn't hurt. ”

Gu Jiaoxiao smiled low and low: “My mouth is full of heart. My eyes are all red, I must have cried. ”

“That's when I couldn't sleep and my eyes were red. ”

“If you can't lie, don't.” Gu Jianxiao frowned and raised his hand in pain, gently covering her little hand, "I know you're worried about me. ”

His temperature came from his back, and Song looked at him with no worries. “Then you ask? ”

“I want you to say it yourself. ”

“…” she doesn't say.

“Afraid?” Gu Qiao asked.

“Afraid of what?” What does he mean?

“I'm dead. ”

Song is not worried, scared, of course she is.

She mumbled and instead of answering Gu Qiang directly, she looked at his wound and asked, "Does it hurt? ”

Though she did not admit it herself, Gu Qiang could still see the answer he wanted from her face.

He snapped his lips shallow, lifted his arms, placed them around her neck and rubbed them gently.

Song looked at him quietly and did not refuse him.

“It doesn't hurt.” He looked softly at her: “Your expression told me that you were afraid of me, afraid of me dying. ”

“…” her expression, is it so obvious?

She stared, “Do you have to say it? ”

Gu Zhuang smiled and she still loved him as much as she used to.

“Stupid woman, I won't leave you.” Gu Huanxiao said softly, his voice was delightful.

“ …… ”

“As long as you live, I will live, and I will not leave you alone. ”

“…” Song was not worried, suddenly remembering Dong Xuan's words to her that would not leave her alone, pointy heart, hidden pain.

Gu Jiao's eyes glistened, “From now on, I won't let you try to feel helpless. ”

Song had no worries and looked at him in awhile.

Oriental Xuan's face, and his face, kept crossing in front of her, making her a little confused.

Gu Zheng's eyes were somewhat distant and deep. He looked at Song without concern in the shadows and said softly: “Absolutely, I won't let you live alone. ”

“Ah..." Song's worry-free heart suddenly ached. Before the surgery, she recalled the scene of Oriental Xuan Zhongzheng. Her heart ached so much that she could not breathe. She was told that she could no longer control her emotions, and suddenly she lay down beside the bed and cried.

Gu Xiao and Pastoral Ancient: “…”