Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“The doctor said that there are many patients who can live for more than 20 years on dialysis.” Huang Ling smiled.

“Isn't that uncertain? Huang Ling, don't be discouraged, just suspicious, it doesn't have to be true.” Song did not worry. He mumbled.

“It's true, it's true, it's true.” Huang Ling looked at Song Li: “Actually, if he really suffered from urinary poisoning, God gave me another 20 years of life, I think that's enough. ”

“Don't talk nonsense!” Mobson looked at her coldly in the shadows of a handsome face: “Twenty years, too short! ”

How old is she?

“To live happily, twenty years will feel short, not happy, twenty years is a pain.” Huang Ling said.

Mobson looked at her in the shadows: "Follow me and you will only be happy! Lindy, we'll have results in two hours. I won't let you talk nonsense for two hours! ”

“I'm not talking nonsense, I'm getting ready.” Huang Ling whispered: “If I said I wouldn't get it, I wouldn't get it. On the contrary, I'd be devastated. ”

Mobson and Song were silent.

Huang Ling looked at Mobson and asked, “Brother Mo, would you dislike me if I really had urine poisoning? ”

“Yes!” Mobson froze.

As soon as Huang Ling listened, she made a crying expression, “Wouldn't it be easier to answer? ”

“No!”

“I don't care if you dislike it or not, you have to pay me a severance fee. If you suffer from this disease, the cost of treatment is high. ”

Mobson looked at her lightly and said, "We've never been in a relationship together. Why are we breaking up with you? ”

“You...” Huang Ling was very angry. She was in a hurry to get her eyes hot. She pulled Song's worry-free hand and was extremely grieved. “No worries, look, this black man! ”

“Huang Ling, can't you hear that Mobson is nervous about you caring about you? ”

“He disliked me, kissed me on the ranch, and lay in bed with me while I was in the hospital, and now he says he's never been in love with a dark-hearted man! ”

“Humph -” Mobson whimpered coldly.

“It's a sign that a brother loves his brother. It's not love, is it?” Song has no worries.

“Well, even you're on Mobson's side. It's definitely not a filial son in front of the hospital bed. I hate you guys, huh! ”

Mobson's ears, his gloomy eyes, slowed.

If Huang Ling didn't really suffer from urinary poisoning, Song Wuxi would definitely laugh.

She looked at Huang Ling helplessly: "Your illness hasn't been determined yet. Where did you end up without a filial child in front of your bed? Besides, Mobson is at best your boyfriend and not a filial son. ”

Huang Ling listened, a little embarrassed.

She glanced at Mobson so hard, you moron!

Mobson looked down at her, his eyes deep as the sea, his tight, thin lips, through his fears and tensions.

The atmosphere of the ward also runs through a heavy airflow.

Mobson's eyes fell instantly on Huang Ling's face.

Huang Ling's heart ached when he watched.

Her face was dark and scared, and if she was really suffering from urinary poisoning, it would be like knowing her death.

Even if she had 20 years of life, she and Brother Mo would only be together for 20 years.

Twenty years, they're not old enough to...

Two hours of agony finally passed and Huang Ling's results came out!