The 99th Divorce

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In a word from Ou Ming's father, Qiao Ziqing was convinced.

However, after several hours, Ou Ming still lay motionless on the bed.

Looking at the time, it was already over eleven o'clock. Qiao Ziqing knew that Ou Ming had not eaten since yesterday morning.

It all depends on the infusion. What can I do if I go on like this?

Qiao Ziqing went to Ou Ming's bed, pushed Ou Ming gently, and shouted, "Little Ou, get up to eat."

Ou Ming was lying motionless on the bed.

The water just finished hanging up, the nurse came to help Ou Ming pull the needle.

But Ou Ming never moved.

Qiao Ziqing looked sore, sitting next to his son, covering his mouth and not daring to cry, his shoulders shook slightly, but he couldn't hide his heavy breathing.

Ou Ming looked up and opened his eyes.

But there was nothing in those eyes.

There is no glory, no emptiness.

Seeing Ou Ming's eyes, Qiao Ziqing stood up quickly, biting his fist, holding his hand firmly, for fear of crying.

Although Ou Ming's eyes were inaudible, his hearing was miraculously very good.

Hearing this extremely cruel weep, Ou Ming closed his eyes and said, "When can I be discharged?"

Qiao Ziqing heard that Ou Ming finally spoke, and opened his mouth to speak, but when he took it away, he cried hard.

At the same time, I wanted to speak, but couldn't say anything.

"When you are well, you can be discharged naturally." O'Hawkin walked in, holding a new meal in his hand, and said, "Now your first priority is to raise your body, no matter how hard you want to eat, then If you do n’t have an appetite, eat it. "

Seeing her husband, Qiao Ziqing grabbed his hand, suppressed sobbing, and cried like a child.

O'Hawkin patted her hand gently and looked at O-Ming, saying, "I know you don't like the hospital, but you can't leave the hospital right now, your eyes are likely to recover. Maybe you do it again Going down, it really won't recover. "

When Ou Ming heard this, he remained indifferent.

O'Hawkin said bitterly: "Little Europe, you are also 31 years old, and you have reached the age of 32. You should also be a little more sensible. Such a big person, don't worry your parents."

"I see," Ou Ming said, without looking up, without opening his eyes, "You go back, don't worry about me, I will eat when I'm hungry."

"No, eat now, Xiaoou, eat now. Mom begged you to eat something, okay?" Qiao Ziqing opened the lunch box and said, "This is Gui Gui's dish. You don't like it very much. Does Gui Yan make something? Come, try something? "

While talking, hold the bowl in the direction of Ou Ming.

Ou Ming rolled up the quilt and rolled over in dismay, saying, "You're so annoying, I don't want to eat."

Qiao Ziqing's gesture of handing the bowl paused in midair.

Her son thought she was annoyed.

Qiao Ziqing's heart stabbed and felt sad.

As soon as Wen Fenglin came over, she saw such a scene.

He sighed secretly and shouted, "Little Joe, the child doesn't want to eat, let him be hungry."

O'Hawkin obeyed, and looked at Wen Fenglin a little, and said, "Lao Wen, it's not your son, you can do anything right?"

"How can you say that it is not my fault that your children are here?"