Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

Xu Yi's body trembled slightly, “Master Nine...”

Siming looked so sad, “Is there any way to get the owner to talk to us...”

Night sickness was too sudden to leave a word behind.

Simingli gave a sad expression, patting Simingrong on his shoulder, "Brother Er, be sorry! It's not easy for the owner's body to survive today... the steward still has us...”

After listening, the chief expert looked even more ugly, sweeping Simingli's glance, the color was a little hard to describe, and he said softly, "Mr. Shi is awake. ”

When Simin Rongton was happy, he said, "What? Wake up!? ”

“Yes, Mr. Shi he...”

The expert didn't finish his speech. Simingli was stunned. He thought it must have returned to the light. So he interrupted him hastily and urged him to speak. "Then let's go inside!” Hurry up and see if your sister-in-law is awake, and invite her over. Otherwise, I'm afraid she won't be able to see you for the last time.

The guard next to "Yes!” ran away quickly.

Expert: "…”

Forget it, they'll know when they get in...

So a group of people rushed into the ward behind the specialist.

Simon Li had already developed his emotions, and the moment he stepped on the threshold, his eyes were red, an arrow pounded in the direction of the hospital bed, and then he knelt on his knees.

“Homeowner! Homeowner - don't worry...” Go...

The next second, Siming Li howled halfway, so his sad expression suddenly petrified and frozen on his face.

No one was seen wandering over the white bed, but he knelt down with a pair of long, straight legs...

Simingli's spine was suddenly stiff and his gaze slowly moved up along his legs, sweeping him away with all the fear of action before him...

“Why is the Fourth Uncle doing this?” Simingli lay on her feet as she tidied her cuffs while standing on her feet.

He should have been lying on the hospital bed dying at night. At this moment, he had changed his bed uniform and worn a high-end suit of tailoring that he had sent before Ye Qiang. A dark rose was embroidered in his chest pocket, lined with that upside-down face, which was even more eye-catching.

At this moment, the man is standing in the window against the light, carelessly tidying his cuffs. Instead of withering the dead, he looks radiant and looks cold...

“Ah -” Simingli's pupils suddenly contracted to the extreme, frightened as hell to climb two steps backwards, “you... you...”

Not only is it Siming Li, Siming Rong and all the other old people's expressions beside him are like living hell.

At this time, Sun Baihua on the side said, "Congratulations, Master Nine's body is well, before spitting out the old bruises in his body, because self-healing is temporarily in deep sleep. ”

Siming Rong stood still for half a day before returning to God and restoring his language function, "So... the Lord's body is now... is there any danger? ”

Sun Baiju laughed, “Although Master Jiu's illness cannot be said to be completely healed, his health has stabilized, so long as it is maintained and fully recovered, it is only a matter of time.

Thanks to the meticulous care of Miss Jiu, as the attending physician of Master Nine, I am so ashamed, you should thank her well! ”

Listen to Sun Baiju, Siming Li is staring at you now, his face is unbelievable, the whole person has been scared silly!

How is it possible to say the night cold is dying the moment before, then jump alive again!

He... he just put that bitch in jail!

Done... Done...

Gotta get that woman out of here!!!