President Ling got slapped in the face again today

Chapter 97 The delicate flower was picked? (recommended)

Lawyer Li really thoughtfully asked the doctor to come over to check He Dongwei, but he was really purely out of kindness and only looked at the condition.

When the doctor came to make rounds, He Dongwei was not there, which already made her irritable.
As a result, as soon as this beautiful female angel saw the marks on He Dongwei's neck and chest, she immediately opened her voice: "It's really indulging, you young people, if you do this again, if you don't listen to persuasion, you may have a cerebral hemorrhage." .

Lawyer Li twitched his eyebrows on the spot, wondering if he should open his mouth to fulfill his duties as a lawyer, to enlighten injured women, to face themselves with strength, to stand up bravely, to fight against evil, etc.
As a result, he didn't make a sound yet, and the female angel reminded again: "The eyes are recovering well, and there are no symptoms of deep infection, but the concussion in the head is not a joke, and he can be discharged after staying in the hospital for observation for two days. It's your own, don't think about indulgence anymore."

"Alas! Tsk!", He Dongwei was impolite for a rare time, turned around and covered herself with a quilt, and practiced Master Zhong's miraculous skills, obviously to shield the doctor's tongue attack.

But it just so happened that Xiao Zeyang at the door heard the doctor's words word for word, the back molars were almost bitten off by him, the bones of the fist crackled, and the bloodshot eyes almost burst,
The delicate flower that he has been holding in his palm and lovingly cared for has already bloomed beautifully, and he is ready to gather honey when he sees it, but he is taken first by others. The hatred and unwillingness in his heart can be imagined.

The female doctor recorded the medical records with a pen, and pushed the thick glasses that were about to fall off with the pen. Seeing that He Dongwei gave her a face, she shook her head helplessly.

In my heart, I sneer at these wealthy children's misbehavior, disobedience to persuasion, and ignoring the doctor's behavior. I wish I could record in the trauma column: excessive indulgence, strong desire, prescription: transfer,
No matter how beautiful an angel is, she can't stand this princess' temper.

When He Dongwei was discharged from the hospital, the gauze from her eyes had been removed, Xiao Zeyang came to pick her up, and so did Ling Li,
Seeing that Mars is about to hit the earth, He Dongwei really wanted to ask that nagging day angel if she could stay one day later or stay one more night, and she promised to pack up and leave quietly the next day.
But as soon as she turned around, the white nag told the little nurse to tidy up her room. When her eyes passed by her, she was already transparent.

This is also a place without warmth, and people will not be recognized when the quilt is lifted, so let's go home,
In the end, he chose to call Uncle He, and when he got home, the little brother rushed over shaking his bucket and slamming his face.

When He Dongwei saw it, he thought of its sharpness, and really wanted to kick it back to his palace of the king of hell with a roundabout kick.

However, this old dog is really attractive, he kept licking his dry and peeling nose,

Its entire original body, except for its black head, is white in other parts, with a bloated and thick body, but its eyes are wicked and clever.

He Dongwei couldn't help stroking his younger brother's round black head, and said to himself: "Little brother, what's the matter, girls don't like blackheads. Seeing your black face, your love life is bumpy."

After she finished speaking, a flash of light flashed in her mind, and her consciousness was as if she had been electrocuted. Did she say this before?

Yang Li, who came out with a water glass, saw a person and a dog sitting at the gate, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. These two backs of about the same size told people that they were imagining the future,
And the self-entertaining dialogue that was brought in by the evening wind, Yang Li shook her head speechlessly, self-segregating species.

He Dongwei felt that she could only talk to this dog. No matter what she said, it grinned honestly, and looked at He Dongwei with the same star-studded eyes as before, never tired,
She also raised a dog before, but it didn't last long, and she never raised another dog after that. She couldn't bear the kind of life and death.
But this dog is already ten years old, and he really complied with the phrase 'ugly, long-lived'.

She is a little envious of their intelligence level now, it’s enough to simply distinguish human emotions, don’t care about other people’s feelings, don’t have to think about it, just worry about whether three meals a day are on time,

But people are different. People have to consider the feelings of the people around them when they live. That is to be able to tell whether they are happy or not, and to do things that they don't like.

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