Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

Ninghe professionally instructed the patient's family members to shrug their shoulders from the perspective of a professional western physician, gave Yunting a self-seeking expression, and took his medicine box and left.

She walked to the door, and Ninghe turned her head and said something to the trees:

“It's great to have you here. What the patient needs most now is family company. From a medical point of view, family accompaniment and care will make the patient feel better faster. ”

“I get it.” Wood nodded seriously.

Then Ning He looked at the trees and trees, and he didn't know what else to say. He simply pushed the door out and took it with him, leaving the space for the two of them.

In the ward, white walls, white beds, white sheets, white uniforms, a somewhat frightening snow world.

The trees clasped their lips and watched the clouds quietly.

Now the clouds are also white. He even lied to Qiu Jun. What do you mean, he got shot in the arm? He's not good at all!

I just went out and haven't left Yan Jingcheng yet, that's what happened. If it's somewhere else, what should I do?

When the trees saw the current cloud, they reminisced with their master, and came back dying to make her think he was going to die.

Wood nose is sour and tears are a little unbearable.

But she didn't want him to see her cry, so she just put up with a little face.

Yunting was a little heartless, and after being caught by the trees, he wanted to enjoy the privileges of the patient and pretend to sleep.

But the smell of the trees attracted him all the time and tickled his heart.

He couldn't help but stare at the trees and see the reddish eyes of the trees, like rabbits' eyes, and the delicate lips, because the lipstick marks were not completely wiped off, and some of the residues were not deep, but rather a little delicate.

Yunting couldn't help but look a little crazy. His little girl is also beautiful! Not worse than who.

There was a thousand words in the heart of the tree to ask Yunting, but he wanted to ask why he kept it from her.

But then, suddenly, she was quiet. Sit quietly beside the bed and look at Yunting so quietly.

Cloud Ting is a little uncomfortable, but also a little faint.

“Kigi, I didn't mean it. ”

“Mmm.”

“Kiki, are you angry? ”

“Mmm.”

“Kigi, we can't leave this marriage! ”

“Mmm.”

“Kigi, talk to me for a second. ”

“Say what? ”

Wood finally said different words, and Yunting relieved himself. This time it's Cloud Ting's turn to stare at the trees.

The atmosphere between them calmed down instantly.

There was no other movement in the room, except the wind outside the window howling and howling the window glass, dripping down a little bit.

The trees sat quietly in front of Yunting's bed, looking carefully at the bedside medical records, and there was no emotion on his face.

Yunting felt that today's trees were strange, like the little girl who loved crying and laughing and eating and making noise, and suddenly turned into a mature and quiet woman. This feeling, Yunting is really a little uncomfortable.

She bit her lips gently, leaving traces of flaming red lips on her lips. Originally exaggerated red, after being wiped with a wooden paper towel, most of the colors have been wiped off, not red exaggerated, but a little more exaggerated than her original lip color.