Erosion Bone Pet Marriage: Good morning, my wife

"If you choose Lao Fu, I invite you to choose Lao Fu. Lao Fu's body can no longer withstand your repeated repetitions."

Song Yinan twitched the corners of her mouth, "I'll tell you one more thing, Lao Fu's current heart can't last for two years. If we can't find a suitable donor within two years, then we will lose Lao Fu completely. .”

Gu Nanshu's gaze changed from initial embarrassment to hesitation.

She could guess Song Yinan's first sentence.

Because of what happened six years ago, because of that wrong marriage proposal, Song Yinan had long disliked her.

He was just afraid that she would hurt A Yuan again.

It's just... what do you mean by two years?
Gu Nanshu glanced sideways at the sleeping man beside him, looked at his pale and weak eyes, and couldn't help thinking, does he only have two years left?

"It's only been two years." Song Yinan's eyes became sharper, and the speed of the car accelerated a little. Amidst the wind beside the bed with a broken voice, "Two years, don't make him sad anymore."

Gu Nanshu opened his mouth slightly, but finally did not speak.

Song Yinan looked back at her again: "If the person you like is Lu Jingchen, I trouble you to bury this secret in your heart! Gu Nanshu, Lu Jingchen has already divorced you anyway, you can't suffer anything! Old Fu is right How about you, after so many years, you should be very clear in your heart!"

"Old Fu is reluctant to let you suffer even the slightest bit of harm! In the past, whenever you were in danger, which time was Lao Fu not the first to arrive?"

"Old Fu treats you more than his own life!"

If it wasn't like this, there's no need for him to go out of his way to force you to divorce Lu Jingchen!Don't you want to involve you?
Song Yinan frowned, and swallowed the rest of the words.

……

Rising Hospital.

When Lu Jingchen passed the corridor, he caught a glimpse of the latex pillow thrown into the trash can out of the corner of his eye.

Xie Hui noticed his stopped gaze, and his heart froze.

Lu Jingchen turned sideways, looked at Xie Hui with cold eyes: "Didn't I ask you to deal with it?!"

However, the hospital only cleaned out the trash bins of this level three or four times a day, so no one would come to collect the "garbage" before it was time to empty them.

Xie Hui had a hard time, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "I'll deal with it now."

As he spoke, he walked towards the trash can, and was about to pull the pillow with his hand.

This is an SVIP ward, and few people stay here. Almost no one comes here to throw garbage. The garbage bags in the trash can are also clean. Although the pillow went into the trash can, there is no dust on it.

"no need."

Lu Jingchen spoke again suddenly, and pulled the pillow back from Xie Hui's hand: "This pillow must cost three to five thousand, right?"

Xie Hui was a little baffled, he didn't know what Lu Jingchen was going to do, he rarely asked about such small money.

"Well. Four thousand and five." He nodded.

Lu Jingchen twitched the corners of his mouth, and his pupils were cloudy, "Although the Lu family is powerful, they don't have so much money to spoil my ex-wife! Don't throw it away! Throw it back to the ward! I just need a floor mat!"

"Step on... step on the floor mat?"

It was the first time Xie Hui heard that someone wanted to use such an expensive pillow as a foothold, but how dare he, a subordinate, refute what the leader said?
"Okay, President."

As he spoke, he took the pillow from Lu Jingchen's hand and brought it into the ward.