Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Every move, smile and smile, she was full of childish, like a new bud, full of vitality.

Ming Ansheng, where do you match?

At any point, they all stood at each other's position and looked at each other.

Su Shi didn't talk anymore along the way. She held back her pain, and the large drops of sweat dripped from her forehead.

If she had done it before, she would have no hesitation, piercing herself into Ming Ansheng's arms and crying.

But now, she didn't dare. She was like this, and unknowingly, in his warm and safe arms, she lost her heart to him.

She must now take her heart back, even if the process is painful.

Ming An Sheng knew how painful Su Shi was, but she held back, she didn't want him to be more concerned.

This is the price of the Thunderchief.

When the car arrived at the hospital, Su Shi didn't ask Ming An Sheng to help him, and climbed out of the car himself.

She was holding the door with no energy at all, and she felt weak as if a small wind could blow her down.

"I'll take you to see the doctor."

Ming Ansheng walked to Su Shi and reached out and hugged her.

Her wound could not be delayed.

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"Always watch the patient's temperature."

Su Shi was lying on the bed, the doctor came over to deal with her wound, and then explained to Ming Ansheng.

Ming An Sheng nodded, always looking at Su Shi.

Su Shi's gaze looked out the window. Today the weather is fine and the wind is sunny.

In her bright eyes, she was like a clear spring in winter, full of chill.

The doctor explained a few words and then went out. Ming Ansheng walked to Su Shi and took the bench.

Su Shi's gaze was still looking out the window, his eyes blinked.

Ming Ansheng stared at her little face, and she stopped talking several times.

"Well, does it hurt?"

Since when has he cared about her, he has to think, think twice, and has been so careful?

Ming Ansheng looked down, and Su Shi's response came from his ear.

She was still weak, she said, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

Ming Ansheng didn't look at her, she looked at Ming Ansheng, his face, how she hadn't portrayed it in her mind, and even said that at first glance at him, she didn't pay attention to his face, she looked like How beautiful it is, how thick his eyebrows are, how deep and bright his eyes are.

This was her first time, the first time he stared at his face like this, and looked at it so carefully.

If she had looked so seriously before, she would definitely boast about him, "Uncle Ming, you look so handsome".

She only yelled at him alone, and she coquettishly asked him to help her.

It was her first time, shouting pain.

In fact, the pain at that time was far less painful than when the dagger was stuck in his thigh. I don't know why he got in front of him, so he was very jealous.

Now thinking about it, she realized that it was dependence.

She relied on him again and again with his bottomless petting to her, becoming coquettish.

"Hungry?" Ming Ansheng suddenly looked up and looked at Su Shi.

Su Shi was caught off guard and quickly turned his eyes away, then shook his head and said, "Not hungry."

With one hand, an infusion tube was inserted, and one layer after another was a medical plastic bag.

Ming Ansheng's big hand wanted to cover it, and moved his fingers, but eventually did not reach out.

He looked at her, "Well, I hope you don't have a psychological burden. My personal feelings can be controlled. I hope you don't care about me."