The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Su Qiu was supposed to hold Su Yan's hand and stop.

Standing there, he held the wounded little red in his hand and the scary little flower in his hand.

Watching Song Yujing hug Su Yan away, Su Qiu followed them.

Sit in the back row.

Song Yu's scenery quickly pulled out of the alley by car without expression.

He looked at Su Smoke in the passenger seat as he drove.

Su Yan was supposed to reach for his neck.

Later it was discovered that there were too many small mouths that could not be covered.

Then I let go of my hand.

Sit on the co-pilot.

Reach into your pocket and pull a piece of sugar out of it.

Strip, eat.

Silently scary in the car.

Soon after, the car drove to the front door of the hospital.

Song Yujing took Su Yan off the co-pilot.

Walk to the hospital emergency department with a meteor.

This toss, it's one night.

Doctors in the emergency room took a closer look at the cases examined by Su Smoke.

Looking up at Song Yu Jing.

Dao

“Dr. Song, the patient you brought here is nothing serious, skin trauma. That's the wound. I've never seen it before. ”

The tiny mouth of the neat and dense cloth cracks, even the size, width, it looks about the same.

Song Yujing's hands were copied in his pocket.

He was wearing the bloody clothes.

The attending doctor walked to Song Yujing.

Song Yu-jing has worked in this hospital for so many years.

I've never had to.

It's the first time I've seen him so covered in blood, watching the woman patient go crazy.

Attending physician for a moment

“This is..."

Song Yu-jing returned to God. Answer me.

“My wife. ”

Voice down.

The attending doctor is silent.

The reaction after the silence was...

“Are you married? ”

There's something incredible in the voice.

Song Yujing nodded.

Mm-hmm.

The attending doctor knows.

Female nurses and doctors all over the hospital are thinking about it.

Not only that, but even a number of female patients are thinking about it.

There have even been female patients who have been named for medical attention.

If it weren't for Song Yu-jing, it wouldn't be cold.

Someone will probably have to throw in a hug.

Who would have thought.

This has always been remembered.

He's married!

Half a bang, Song Yu Jing asked

“Why isn't she awake? ”

Attending Doctor

“I'm probably too tired to sleep. ”

The attending doctor thought he would say so, so he could be relieved.

I don't know, I watched Song Yu Jing suddenly walked to the bed, reached out and pushed Su Xiang

“Hey, wake up. ”

Attending Doctor

“ · · · · · · ”

So Su Yan was woken up.

She opened her eyes, her neck, her chest, all covered in gauze.

It's also stuck together on the face.

I don't know. I thought it was a serious patient with extensive burns.

Su Smoke lifted her eyelids and tired her face.

I looked at the clock hanging on the wall.

It's past midnight.

Su smoked out of his pocket for a while.

Then raise your hand.

Hand it over to Song Yu Jing.

Song Yujing watched her move.

Raise your hand.

Tap.

Two pieces of sugar fell from Su Yan's hand to Song Yu-jing's.

Su Yan voice sand dumb

“Today's gift. ”

After that, he closed his eyes and went to sleep again.

Song Yujing looked at the sugar and looked at the person lying in the hospital bed.

Come on, tighten up.

He likes the smell of blood.

Every time he smells blood, he gets extra excited.

It's like stimulating every organ on him.