The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Ye Yuchen thought about the weight of these three words.

When he just searched for what patients should not eat greasy, cardiovascular disease was also mentioned in the answer.

Shen Jingshu's unintentional words... they reminded him.

Ye Yuchen's brows frowned, and he turned and chased after Mu Wanqing ran away...

After Mu Wanqing escaped into the bathroom, he immediately took out the first aid medicine he was carrying and swallowed a pill.

But in the next second, she coughed twice, "Ahem..."

Before the pill was swallowed, Mu Wanqing coughed it out again and fell on the tiled floor.

She immediately bent over and twisted it with toilet paper, hid her pocket, and then her hands trembled, weakly touching the medicine again, but she felt a bit sweet in her throat.

"puff--"

Mu Wanqing immediately strode to the sink, leaned over and suddenly had hemoptysis again, and the red blood stained the white porcelain.

She suddenly became more panicked, and her heart was beating at an accelerated rate. No matter how she adjusted her breathing, there was no effect.

"Snapped--"

A crisp voice sounded, her hands trembled slightly, and the medicine bottle in her hand suddenly rolled to the ground.

Mu Wan was shocked. She wanted to bend over to pick up the medicine bottle, but her heart was so painful, as if a knife had been inserted in it, and she was constantly stirring it without mercy.

It seems to have been bloody, it has become a pool of mud.

"Little angel... little angel save me..."

Mu Wanqing held on to the wall, she stretched out her hand and tightly grasped the collar on her chest, the sweat dripping from her forehead, fell down her cheeks, her face was horribly pale.

She doesn't want to faint here... she can't.

"Oh, pour into you..." The little angel was also in a hurry, but always using energy to relieve her condition is not the best policy.

Mu Wanqing frowned tightly and shook his head lightly.

A stream of blood seemed to be rushing to the top of her head, which could smash her fragile nerves at any time, causing her to faint here immediately.

She relied on the strength of her whole body to support, but after all she fell on the ground with her legs soft, "Help me..."

Mu Wanqing tried to touch the bottle of medicine, but he couldn't reach it anyway, even if it reached... In her current situation, maybe even the first aid medicine could not help her.

"Tuk tuk-"

Just then, a knock on the bathroom door sounded.

Ye Yuchen stood outside the door with a stern face tightly stretched. In the deep ink eyes, the expressions of tension and worry were extremely complex intertwined.

His heart is flustered...

He was afraid it was what he guessed.

"Qing Qing, open the door." Ye Yuchen tapped the door twice again.

Mu Wan looked down at the ground, the **** breath looming in the bathroom, she slightly opened her lips, but she didn't have the strength to reply to Ye Yuchen.

"Mu Wanqing, you fucking!"

The little angel couldn't help but swear, "I can warn you, I will help you for the last time, you must not mess up again!"

It's **** off...but it's really **** off...

While the little angel muttered angrily, he injected half of the energy in the angel's pupils into Mu Wanqing's heart until the girl's complexion improved slightly before it stopped.

"Mu Wanqing!" Ye Yuchen patted the door heavily.

The more the girl didn't answer him, the more anxious he became, the more fearful and determined to his guess.

And Mu Wanqing was sitting on the cold tiled floor at the moment, like a broken puppet, just pulled back from the edge of life and death.

She sniffed, "Thank you."

Mu Wanqing supported the ground, stood up slowly and slowly, and immediately flushed the blood out of her with water.

Then, open the bathroom door...