Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

The doctor gave her a flush that had no effect on the fetus.

Thermal detoxification and cooling.

The fever has subsided and Song's worry-free face is normal. It's not so red anymore.

Mugu saw Song no worries, so he was relieved.

In anticipation of the capture of Cheng Jianxin's remaining party, he left shortly after staying in the ward.

Gu Qiu sat in front of the hospital bed, his face was dull and gloomy.

Song looked at him with no doubt: “Am I badly hurt? Or am I seriously ill? ”

Gu Qiang stared at her: "Don't talk nonsense! ”

“Then why are you hacking a face? ”

“The estate should have a pastoral eye. ”

“You mean our manor? ”

“Mmm.”

“Why do you say that? ”

“You have a fever, I didn't tell him, and Tak didn't tell him. How does he know? ”

“He knows it's all right.” There's nothing unhappy about that.

Gu Xiao looked directly at her: “Today, he and Huang Ling are going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to apply for a marriage certificate. ”

“What?!” Song was not worried, and looked stunned at Gu Zheng, “Are they getting married?! ”

Huang Ling didn't tell her, Mugu didn't tell her, she didn't know.

“Mm-hmm.” Compared to Song's worry-free stunner, Gu Zhuang's face was dull.

“I've been pushed. Why don't you tell me the story?” Song said without concern.

Gu Zheng looked into Song's worry-free eyes: “Pastoral and Huang Ling went to go through the marriage formalities. After Pastoral Gu received the news that you had a high fever, he left Huang Ling to rush to the hospital to see you. ”

Song had no worries, his eyes were stunned, and he was surprised.

She looked at Gu Xiao, “So Huang Ling was hurt by Pastoral Gu? ”

Gu Zheng's face was heavy, “I don't know, I don't think Huang Ling liked Pastoral Ancient enough to be sad. ”

Song did not worry, “Of course, no one knows better than me that you are her favorite. ”

“And you?” Gu Zheng looked deeply at Song Li, “Do you know what Mugu thought of you? ”

“Of course I know, but I never gave him hope. ”

“But he can't seem to forget you. ”

“How he feels about me, what he thinks, that's his business. However, since he chose Huang Ling, I hope he can move the affair to Huang Ling. ”

Gu Zheng reached out and touched it in front of her forehead to test the temperature.

The fever really went back.

“Do you have an appetite?” Gu Qiao asked.

“White porridge bar.” Song Feng picked up her phone from the bedside table, "I called Huang Ling and asked her what was going on. She didn't even tell me about marrying Mugu. ”

Huang Ling's phone was turned on, but she recorded the tone: “I'm sleeping. Call me back at work at night. ”

When I heard this tone, Song Wuxi remembered. Huang Ling said that she was going to work the night shift today.

She had to call her again at night.

……

……

Huang Ling feels warm and dry and comfortable.

There is a soft, smooth feel underneath, on and around you.

She opened her eyes violently.

Find yourself in a strange room!

She sat up from the bed in shock.

What's going on?

That's not what her room looks like!

She remembers fainting on the side of the road, waking up, right here?

Huang Ling thought it was a kind man who took her to the hospital.

But the bed underneath, big, comfortable, bedding texture, great, very comfortable.

It's not a hospital.