Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Banjia preferred not to look at him and replied coldly: "Car accident, serious injury, doctor said, temporarily out of danger of life, but when to wake up, can you wake up and see her will. ”

Pastoral looked so shady: “How could there be a car accident? ”

Mugu stared hard at Xu Jing and Liu Zhiming: "Didn't you take charge of her driver? Why is she all right? ”

Xu Jing's face regretted and sad. Her eyes were red and she groaned. “Miss doesn't want me to go out with her these past few nights. She said she wants to go out alone for a few drinks or to relax. Don't want me to follow her...”

Pastoral brow picking, yes, all these days, she went to the bar alone for a drink, and he knew that she was sad because she didn't care.

Ancient Pastoral, look at Song no worries.

A woman in a coma, with no blood on her face.

Hands on your side, squeeze them tightly into fists.

“The doctor said that there were serious brain injuries, internal injuries, broken legs… heartbeat, weak pulse elephants…” said Banjia, choking.

“Poor lady, I haven't had a few comfortable days in my life. In Song Sister, she was always bullied, married to Gu Xiao, so easily the two of them fell in love, Gu Xiao left her again, now she is hurt again, I am so afraid... she went to find Gu Xiao..."

“Shut up!” Pastoral a sharp, icy gaze suddenly shot at Xu Jing.

That look, very scary, scared Xu Jingling back, she dared not make any more noise, not only dare not speak, not even breathe.

Pastoral looks at Song's worry-free eyes, deep and complex.

Suddenly, Mugu coldly asked Liu Zhiming, “Where's the truck driver? ”

Liu Zhiming: “The truck was parked on the side of the road. The wife's car went out of control and crashed into it. The driver was not there. ”

Mugu swept Xiaobao in Song's arms and cold-blooded: “Did she hit him on purpose? ”

“How is that possible? Don't worry and tell me, when I get out of the hospital, take me to a good meal. She wouldn't do such a stupid thing.” Huang Ling said sadly: “Maybe Gu Shao is calling her. ”

“Ahju...” Not dead!

Pastoral almost came out of his mouth. The last two words reached the throat and were collected in time.

Mobson looked at him, picked an eyebrow, and thought deeply.

Banjia was rather slightly eyebrow-picking, waiting for the next sentence of Pastoral Ancient.

“He couldn't help but call her over, and he knew she was staying here to take care of Baby.” Pastoral Ancient first two steps, deeply eyes with a hint of warning to look at Song Wuxi: “Song Wuxi, don't you dare wake up! ”

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God, it'll be light soon.

The doctor came to give Song a worry-free exam, shook his head, and looked down.

Pastoral Cold asks, “How's it going? ”

The doctor turned around and said to the nurse, "Oxygen. ”

“What the hell?!” Pastoral rush.

“Although temporarily not life-threatening, his heart beat was extremely weak, his brain was severely injured and he was in a severe coma.” The doctor's face is heavy: “Can you wake up... and I dare not say it. ”

Mugu listened, his chest angrily grabbed the doctor's collar, almost lifting the doctor: “Aren't you a doctor? ”

Doctors have difficulty: "Doctors do their best, Mr. Mugu! ”

“Fuck you, do your best!” Pastoral arms lifted and dumped, throwing the doctor out.

Doctors were scared shitless by such a pastoralist, with nurses, and fled like a life.

Pastoral rage silenced the ward for a moment, and the atmosphere was a little strange.