Wife-wrapping Addiction: Mrs. Yan's family is not allowed to escape

After thinking about what to say, Lian Cheng, who lost the last bit of patience, raised his eyes, glanced at the man, and only glanced at him, without any warmth at all. Immediately, two red sheets were held between his slender fingers. The big bills fell from the sky lightly, Lian Cheng turned around and walked towards the first seat without looking back.

Yuan Zhizheng arrived for a long, long time, when his hair was full of gray and his cold eyes were mostly cloudy, he still remembered this scene clearly, the meeting with Lian Cheng in the hospital.

Yuan Zhizheng has always remembered how poor a girl's patience was and how capable she was as a money-spreading boy. He can still remember that when the girl walked up to him step by step, she had a gloomy smell on her body, and her thin body was wearing loose clothes. The big sweater, long hair scattered behind, palm-sized face covered by a black mask half of it, slender fingers holding two pieces of paper-like red bills, bright red and bloodless pale form sharp contrast.

Even though Yuan Zhizheng is so old that his memory has gone wrong, he still remembers that the moment the girl looked up at that time, the eyes he saw were full of loneliness and lifelessness, but the eyes were clear and clean, just like when he first saw her when;
I still remember the girl's merciless attitude when she turned around, and her determination to never look back.

It wasn't until later that Yuan Zhizheng and Lian Cheng realized that their relationship had reached a point of no return.

The 25-year-old Lian Cheng has already turned 30, his long black hair has turned into dark brown curly curls, the fireworks at his fingertips are faintly flickering in the dark night, and the other hand is only held by two slender fingers The goblet, the fingertips of the ten fingers are black spots, sending the mellow wine to his red lips.

30-year-old Lian Cheng is used to the smell of fireworks, the beauty of nail polish, the richness of red wine, and the man named Yuan Zhizheng sitting beside him.

Yuan Zhizheng couldn't help but say: "Lian Cheng, you have always been..."

"how?"

"Every time you turn around, there is a feeling," Yuan Zhizheng looked at the woman with a mature charm, with a bit of a bitter smile, "You will not look back, not because of anyone, anyone Things, go back, go to stay, every time, you can make people feel the determination to never meet again in this life..."

That's right, this is the Lian Cheng in Yuan Zhizheng's eyes, whether he is 30 years old or the 25-year-old Lian Cheng who is only a stranger now.

Turning around, Lian Cheng gritted her teeth and told herself again and again to hold on, to hold on, but the clarity in her brain was being swallowed up by the chaos bit by bit, but she had to hold on, if she fell Outside, who can help her prove her identity and take her for medical treatment?
Simply, Lian Cheng bit the tender flesh on the cheek, didn't even blink his eyes, never showed any affection for himself, in an instant, what filled his mouth was the stench of blood, this bloody smell The taste made Lian Cheng feel a little nauseous.

"Next..." Finally, Lian Cheng waited for the call from the nurse, hooked the corners of his lips, got up, and wanted to follow the doctor in.

Or it was because the fever was really too serious, or Lian Cheng got up too quickly, and for a while, his eyes were dark, and that gleam of clear consciousness also entered the darkness.

When it was over, she still couldn't hold on.

This was Lian Cheng's last thought when he fell into a coma.

The people behind Lian Cheng saw Lian Cheng's backward leaning, but only one of them seemed to be flying. He strode over in a few steps, stretched his arms, and caught the girl who was leaning back. Cheng's was accidentally injured again.

"Girl?" Yuan Zhizheng caught Lian Cheng, couldn't help but yelled twice, and found that Lian Cheng had passed out seriously, he was a little dumbfounded.

Immediately, Yuan Zhizheng, who embraced Lian Cheng, frowned, it was very wrong, the person in his arms could make him feel the scorching temperature through his clothes.

"Hurry up and enter the ward!" The nurse also noticed something was wrong, and when she turned around, she saw the young woman who was still following her lying in the arms of a man, with her eyes tightly closed.

Yuan Zhizheng simply picked up the unconscious woman by the waist, followed the nurse in quickly, leaving the people in the waiting area looking at each other.

The doctor is professional. He touched Lian Cheng's forehead when he was unconscious, frowned, and stared at the man standing aside. He prescribed the medicine with an ugly face. The nurse took the order, mixed the medicine, and gave Lian Cheng Cheng drips.

Living in the hands of Lian Guoqiang since he was a child, he suffered all kinds of Lian Cheng. Even though he has fainted deeply, he still has a strong sense of danger from himself. Time to shrink back.

The nurse was a little dazed. She was very sure that the patient had passed out. It was not that she had never seen a patient with a stress reaction, but she had never seen such a patient. She had already started to avoid it before anything happened.

However, she was only stunned for a moment, and the next second, the nurse said to Yuan Zhizheng who was on the side: "Sir, please take care of your wife, I am worried that your wife will resist."

Yuan Zhizheng was helpless to the nurse's "Madam", but he didn't explain anything. After all, the type of clothes worn by the woman lying on the bed was very similar to him. The people in the house wished to hide far away, and it was rare for someone to come forward, so how could it not matter at all?
Yuan Zhizheng nodded, sat on the edge of the bed, and stretched out his hands to restrain the woman with her eyes closed.

The skin of the woman touched was hot, Yuan Zhizheng's eyes were heavy, he was sad that the doctor's face would be so ugly, it was unknown how long he had to hold on, and he came to the hospital, and he was a person who shy away from medical treatment.

The nurse was slightly surprised by the man's alienation from the woman for a moment, and then she suddenly realized that without saying a word, she pulled out the woman's hand, which was slender and pale, and the wrist was so thin that it seemed that it would be broken if touched.

The nurse couldn't help frowning, glanced at the man reproachfully, held Lian Cheng's hand, then wiped it with iodine, picked up the needle, and just wanted to push it down the vein he found.

However, Lian Cheng, who was unconscious, seemed to have a premonition, his strength suddenly became great, and he began to struggle.

Struggling, naturally it won't tie it well, and in an instant, bright red blood began to spread on the back of the white hand.

The nurse's complexion was a little ugly, she glared at the young man, and said in a bad tone: "I'm not afraid of having a relationship, but now I'm afraid of touching him?! Once it's done, if it doesn't go in, she won't be able to get a third needle on the back of her hand." Already!"

Yuan Xingzheng was very helpless, really helpless, which man was he being scolded on behalf of?
But there was also a little more strength in the movement, and the little woman's hand was firmly pressed. Fortunately, the second needle went in smoothly.