Morning, the Heir

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Chapter 373 Will you not want me?

Cold and hugs her, Cheng Jie took advantage of this opportunity, and quickly took out the needle to give him a sedative.

The transparent liquid slowly pushed into the blood vessels, and the crazy sensation gradually calmed down.

Leng Yuhuang let go of her, but she hugged his arm with the last strength, the tears on his face, the trepidation of the trembling voice: "Young master, I am a waste person, will you not want me..."

How could she want to catch him, her hands still unable to slide down his arm.

Leng Yuhuang appeased her hand: "No."

Cheng Jie was sad and sad standing on the side, looking at the woman with a pale face and no blood on her bed.

But the one who can comfort her, not him.

He didn't even have a way to calm her down.

Leng Yuhuang placed her arms outside in the quilt, but saw a bright red sheet on the white sheets.

"She broke her wound."

Wen Yan, Cheng Jie immediately pressed the call bell, doctors and nurses rushed over at the fastest speed.

It is necessary to re-sewn the wound of Cheng Min. At the moment when the nurse opened her clothes, Leng Yanhuang staggered her eyes and looked up and saw Lin Xiaomi standing at the door.

With a brow, he walked quickly: "When did you come over?"

He reached out and held her hand, her little hand was cold, and he reached out and pulled her into his arms, opening a blame: "How to wear so little?"

Lin Xiaomi leaned in his arms. His arms were as warm as ever, but his body was clear and dry and filled with the smell of disinfectant in the hospital.

She took a deep breath and faintly confided in the stomach.

Raising the deep shackles of the man, Lin Xiaomi wants to tell him that she came in when he promised not to be sensitive.

But when she got to her lips, she couldn’t say it.

Such sharp words are still not suitable for her.

She sighed, and the body broke into his arms, watching the doctor and nurse re-sewn the wound to the ignorant Min Min.

"What happened to her, her legs..."

Leng Yuhuang turned and took her out, took off her suit jacket and put it on her body. The brow was locked: "Without consciousness, the nerves may be really damaged, which will affect the activities of the lower body."

"How did you come?"

Lin Xiaomi pushed him away and stuffed the incubator in his hand into his arms.

"Listen to the maid and say that you ran to the hospital early in the morning, I just want the maid to have no time to prepare breakfast, so..."

When she said half of it, she was interrupted and picked up: "So I came to give me food specially? My wife is so good?"

"Less narcissism! This breakfast is for Cheng Min, she is a sick number, there is something for you!"

Leng Xiaohuang looked at her like a smile, and Lin Xiaomi was embarrassed to see him. His sharp eagle seemed to see everything: "Is it?"

Lin Xiaomi was a little embarrassed by him. He glanced at him. Some of the broken cans confessed: "Yes! I really didn't come to deliver the meal. How about I am to supervise you?"

"Oh, you know that you are not reliable, so I saw you squatting with other women."

She didn't want to admit it, but somehow she said it in her heart, and the vinegar-flavored tone made her feel a little funny even when she listened.

She doesn't want to look so stingy.

Cheng Min was injured to save him.

That shot was opened by Wen Yun who wanted his life.

She sometimes thinks, if there is no sensation, will he have an accident at this time?

She is grateful to Cheng Min, because not everyone can face the other person's body without hesitation when facing the muzzle.

Can be a woman at the same time, she can not tell the heart.

She can't look cold and care about Cheng Min, and they can't see that they have a little physical contact.

Leng Yuhuang looked at her incredulously, and looked like a frightened one: "Hey, wife, rice can't be eaten indiscriminately, and you can't talk nonsense. What is it like I am with other women?"

"Is not it?"

Does he dare not admit it?

Lin Xiaomi suddenly got angry, she saw it with her own eyes!

"Of course not. You are totally good at both. Cheng Min just got too excited. I just want to hold her down and let Cheng Jie give her a sedative."

Lin Xiaomi snorted and gave him a look at him. He didn't want to see him.

Although she knew that what he said was true, she could not convince herself to tell her not to care.

But she can't say anything to refute him.

For a time, I can only say no to no one: "I don't care what it is, anyway, you can't hold it."

Her little face was frosty, her red lips were slightly whispered, and her face was accused. She looked cold and only felt funny, and couldn't help but reach out and bring her into her arms.

"Wife, have you smelled a strange smell in the hospital?"

Lin Xiaomi did not want to let him hold, reaching out and trying to push him away.

What a strange taste is that the one on his body is the medicinal taste of Cheng Min.

"You let me go!" He was too tight, she couldn't open his hand, and used a small hand to screw the soft meat under his armpit: "What strange smell, the strange smell on your body!" The smell of disinfectant in the hospital has not been smelled before."

She said coldly and coldly, and she was funny and fun.

I have never seen her look so jealous and stingy before.

His low smile opened, and Lin Xiaomi looked at him and he still had a feeling of laughter.

She was so serious about discussing the problem with him, but he could laugh.

The face suddenly is a cold!

Leng Yuhuang saw that she was a little annoyed. She scraped the past and took a bite on her face. Lin Xiaomi was bitten by pain. Like a kitten who was stepped on the tail, she was about to fry and listened to him. The ear is full of narrow tone: "Wife, you are jealous and look so cute."

Lin Xiaomi suddenly felt a fist on the cotton.

Some are frustrated, somewhat powerless and somewhat annoyed.

When the wound was re-sewed, the doctor and nurse left the ward, and Cheng Jie also came out. His face was tired, his eyes were scarlet, and his eyes were covered with red blood.

He didn't sleep last night.

"How is her leg?" asked coldly.

Wen Yan, Lin Xiaomi is also nervous.

Cheng Min is a life-saving grace. It is a matter of course to take care of her.

But if it is just a simple injury, the days of care can be counted out, but if you hurt your leg, you can't walk in the future...

Lin Xiaomi didn't even dare to imagine this result.

Is that cold and beautiful to be responsible for her later life?

Even if he does not need his personal care, then the days after this will be tied to Cheng Min.

Thinking of that possibility, she raised a cold feeling from the sole of her foot.