The General’s Beloved Wife: Shame on You, Sweetheart

  Zhan Muqian's face was gloomy, and he tried to pull her hand away, "Mianmian, let the doctor examine you..."

   There is no expression on Mianmian’s white face.

  Her face and even her eyes are completely indifferent.

  The movement of the man's hand is very light, as if he is afraid of hurting her.

  Just like this, he carefully pulled her arm, trying to pull her arm away.

   Ke Mianmian looked up at him warily.

  There is no temperature in her eyes, and there is not much sadness.

  But she quickly lowered her head, and her two small white arms held the gift box with the tie tightly in her arms.

  Zhan Mu Qian looked solemn and looked at her with complicated eyes.

  The doctor did a simple examination, and her body temperature is already recovering.

  But the temperature of the ice cubes is too low, I don’t know if any invisible parts have been injured.

  The ambulance did not drive to the hospital, but to the private house of Zhan Muqian.

  After arriving home, the doctor wanted to do a full-body examination for Mrs. Zhan.

   Ke Mianmian wrapped her arms around her chest, reluctant to let go of his posture, and obviously did not want to be touched by the doctor.

The doctor was also very helpless. He thought about it and said, “Mrs. Zhan’s mood seems to be unstable. If not, let’s not continue the in-depth examination. If it is convenient, let the servant take a warm bath for the wife. Don’t use too high at first The temperature, the warm water is a little lower, and then slowly adjust the temperature of the water. It will usually recover after the bath. People are warm-blooded animals and their wife is very young. Generally, it is not a big problem. Wait to observe at night, if there is any In unexpected circumstances, Mr. Zhan will contact me at any time."

  Zhan Mu Qian's face is also invisible.

  He nodded slightly, a servant sent the medical staff downstairs, while Aunt Qiao stepped forward with a distressed expression, ready to help his wife to take a bath in the bathroom.

  Zhan Muqian waved to stop her, "Go down first, staring at the kitchen to prepare meals."

  Aunt Qiao did not dare to say anything, so she went downstairs quickly.

  …………

  Mianmian’s small face is pale, and his lips are cyan, which shows that it is really cold.

  Zhan Muqian didn't greet her in advance, he directly picked her up, waiting for the bathtub to fill, while trying to untie the cotton-cotton dress that had been soaked all over.

  Mianmian tightly hugged the gift box she personally selected to her chest.

  This life...

  Surely nothing is immortal.

  She only has two close friends in total.

   has one missing.

  It's so unclear...I was abandoned.

  Mianmian has resentment towards Gong Qiao in her heart.

  Especially Gong Qiao treated her indifferently, claiming to call her Miss Jiang.

  Friends for more than ten years.

  A close friend who has been playing like family since he was still learning Chinese.

   Say you don’t want her, so don’t do it.

Although Gu Yue was only an accident, this accident was like the last straw, crushing her ability to bear it.

  Gong Qiao is really too much...

hate!

   Just when there was chaos in her mind.

  Zhan Muqian's voice is low, "Let go, OK, you have to take a bath, or you will get sick."

He didn't know how to endure and suppress his temper so he could persuade her earnestly, "Mianmian, you said yourself, Gong Qiao is just your friend, a friend, and no friend in this world will accompany you forever. If you break it, it's broken, there's nothing to be sad about."

   [First update, abuse, I don’t think it’s abuse, because I haven’t wielded my tyrannical sword yet 2333]