Reborn Sweet Wife Has Cat Disease

"Miaomiao, wake up, are you okay?" Brother Zhang reached out and patted Si Yi Miaomiao's cheek lightly. She seemed to have passed out and didn't respond at all.

"Call someone, hurry up and call an ambulance." He finally couldn't help it, and shouted at the scene.

Brother Zhang hugged Si Yi Miaomiao in his arms, ready to rush towards the ambulance.

The reporters at the scene saw how nervous Brother Zhang was, and they immediately raised their cameras to shoot wildly at the backs of the two of them.

"See, it's the first time I've seen brother Zhang being so nervous about a woman."

"That's right. Hasn't he always been among thousands of flowers without any leaves sticking to him? Did he really mean it when he met Si Yi Miaomiao this time?"

"Gossip, big gossip."

The group of reporters gathered together and began to whisper.

Wu Ning stood aside, her whole body trembling with anger, "Si Yi Meow Meow, you are lucky this time, and next time, you won't be so lucky."

She stared at Si Yi Miao Miao's back, with jealous eyes in her eyes.

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With the familiar smell of potion, Si Yi meowed and moved her little nose. She didn't even need to open her eyes to know that she was in the hospital again.

She heard brother Zhang keep saying in her ear, "Meow meow, please don't worry about it, I will only show you in my future MV for free."

Si Yi Miaomiao couldn't help but rolled her eyes in her heart, "Miao, Brother Zhang, you are really picky."

Brother Zhang kept talking, "If something happens to you, how can I squeeze Si Yi in the future? He is the guarantee of my MV ratings."

As he spoke, he clasped his hands together and bowed to Si Yi Miaomiao non-stop, "Wake up, Si Yi Miaomiao, wake up."

"You're screaming, I'm not dead yet." Si Yi Miaomiao couldn't help opening her eyes, and said angrily.

"My god, my little ancestor, you finally woke up."

Brother Zhang happily jumped up from the chair.

"Thank you to all the gods in the sky, thank you Queen Mother, Guanyin, thank Jesus, thank Allah." Brother Zhang bowed to the sky in all directions.

"Brother Zhang, how many gods have you worshiped?" Si Yi Miaomiao sat up from the bed and looked at Brother Zhang with a funny face. "Dear gods, Si Yi Miao Miao is still young, and she speaks like a child, so don't blame her." Brother Zhang muttered to the sky.

"Hey, Brother Zhang." Si Yi Miaomiao couldn't help but roared.

"I heard it. I'm not deaf." Brother Zhang finally finished his worship. He walked up to Si Yi Miaomiao, suddenly hugged her shoulders, and shouted, "My Miaomiao, you Don't do such dangerous things again, you are going to scare me to death."

Just now when he saw Si Yi Miao Miao passed out, his soul was almost scared out of his wits.

"I see." Si Yi Miaomiao nodded, she looked around, "Where's the male co-star I rescued?"

"Hmph." Brother Zhang snorted coldly, "He's fine, he won't die, he just injured his leg a little bit, and he was still alive and kicking when he came out."

Thinking of that actor, Brother Zhang panicked.

"That's good." Si Yi meowed a smile, and her heart was relieved.

Brother Zhang stretched out his finger and poked Si Yi Miaomiao's forehead forcefully.