The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting

Now An Fengyang, wearing a sick gown, a wig, and gauze on the back, is obviously Shui Anluo's shape.

An Fengyang gently slaps directly on her forehead and pushes her into the bathroom.

"Is my head okay?" An Fengyang asked uneasily, because the bathroom was too humid.

Shui Anluo shook his head. "It's all right."

An Fengyang nodded and closed the bathroom door before going out.

Shui Anluo stood in the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror, and gauze was still wrapped around his head, even his face was bloodless.

"Shui Anluo, why do you say that you have become like this?" Shui Anluo said with a sigh, and reached out and stroked himself in the mirror.

Shui Anluo said, and heard the outside sound, she retracted her hand, went to the bathroom door and looked outside.

"Doctor Lan." Uncle Chu stopped Lan Xin's footsteps.

Qiao Yaruan got up, but was caught by Feng Feng, and she turned back.

Feng Feng's mouth slightly evoked: "The good show has only begun, and the boss has to do things without delay."

"You mean--" Qiao Yaruan said puzzledly.

Feng Feng motioned for her to shut up, then continued to look over there.

Lan Xin seemed to be helpless, "Uncle Chu, I want to change my medicine."

Uncle Chu looked down at the medicine bottle in her hand, "Change the medicine?"

"Yes, Shimei is injured. If this painkiller is not used, she may wake up in the middle of the night." Lan Xin patiently explained.

Uncle Chu looked back inside and finally nodded, "Dr. Lan go in."

Lan Xin nodded slightly and pushed open the door to enter.

Qiao Yaruan got up and followed, Uncle Chu motioned for her not to come.

Qiao Yaruan realized, stopped his footsteps, and then looked back at Feng Feng: "Is it really okay inside? What is she holding?"

"Ethanasia." Feng Feng said lightly.

"What?" Qiao Yaruan exclaimed, immediately covering his mouth again, pulling Feng Feng to the side, "then you let her in, just in case-"

"Rest assured, the boss has arranged it, just waiting for her to drill the sleeve." Feng Feng said lightly.

Qiao Yaruan looked back at the direction of the ward, and was afraid of Chu Cuiyi again.

After Lan Xin went in, she looked back at herself, her eyes fell on her gauze, then she looked down at her pill bottle, and slowly said, "Shui Anluo, I didn't expect you to come back so soon. I have it. "

Shui Anluo held the door handle of the bathroom with one hand and looked at her hand nervously from the gap. She wanted to make sure that she would not get the medicine in, because the needle was really buried in the hand of Beauty.

Lan Xin did not inject at first, but stood beside the bed and looked at her.

"Shui Anluo, do you know when I started to know you?" Lan Xin said softly. "Three years ago, you began to exist in his blog, and he was talking about you almost every day. For three years, thousands of days and nights, even if you get married, he still loves you. Later, you divorced. He even jumped for joy. It is really enviable. A divorced woman, he didn't even dislike it.

Shui Anluo lowered his eyes slightly, shaking the hand holding the door handle with a little trembling, brother, how could she return this affectionate?

But this affection put her in danger, and she didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

"Do you know why I came back? Because, you have lived too long, I would rather he mourn a dead person than a living person standing next to him." Lan Xin said again, but began to slowly raise her hands, as if It is time to change medicine.