Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shen Mochen raised her lips and said, "Your gift is more valuable than the sale."

"I think so too. You said that my mother-in-law's appearance is good, her figure is good, her character, when she is good, she is still very good. The upper hall and the lower kitchen are so poorly sold." Yan Yan complained. .

"Have she no one chased?" Shen Mochen was very interested in knowing Shui Miaomiao's past.

"She wore running shoes on both ends for three days, she ran faster than men, and she was as cunning as a fox, and disappeared as soon as she slipped through the smoke. As a result, her friend thought that the man wanted to be mad and came to poison my mother-in-law every day. So, my mother-in-law is still very strong." Yan Yan said with satisfaction.

"If, one day, your mother gets married, you are not against it, right?" Shen Mochen asked the key question again.

"No objection, my mother-in-law is very hard to support me. I can't become her husband in this life, let's say it in my next life." Yan Yan said.

Shen Mochen looked at this passage with a deep gaze, a pity flashed in his eyes.

She was really poor.

"Don't tell you, I heard my mother-in-law came back, and I contacted you another day, and it came down." Yan Yan sent another message.

After finishing sending, he hurriedly closed the computer, lay down on the bed, and pretended to sleep.

Shui Miaomiao pushed away Yanyan's room and saw him fall asleep, lovingly raised her smile, walked in, helped Yanyan to put on his clothes, and fixedly looked at Yanyan's face resembling Shen Mochen.

Leaned over, kissed on Yan Yan's forehead, turned around, and walked out of Yan Yan's room.

After taking a shower, she habitually took the phone out of her bag and prepared to put it under the pillow.

There is a phone call.

Shui Miaomiao looked at a series of strange numbers and answered suspiciously.

"Hello, hello. Which one?" Shui Miaomiao asked.

"Well, do you know Lu Xiuyin?" The other party's accent.

"Know, what's wrong?" Shui Miaomiao was nervous.

"I am Lu Xiuyin’s Murakami. Her daughter came back tonight and robbed her of all the money. Lu Xiuyin fainted. We sent her to the mayor’s hospital and said that it was not good. Now I am transferred to the second place in Chengzhou. People's Hospital first aid, can you come?" said the other party.

Shui Miaomiao was shocked.

She knows that Lu Xiuyin is a brain tumor, and the situation is very crisis. After slowing down, God said: "I am coming now, because I am in Ningchuan, maybe some time, my mother still asks you to take care of it."

"Oh, okay, okay." Murakami said enthusiastically.

Shui Miaomiao hung up the phone and immediately set a train ticket for twelve to Chengzhou on his mobile phone.

She left a note for Yan Yan: "I am in a hurry to go to Chengzhou. I will call you tomorrow."

Shui Miaomiao arrived at the hospital at five in the morning.

Lu Xiuyin's surgery has been completed.

Shui Miaomiao pushed away from the ward and looked at the woman on the bed.

An oxygen tube was inserted in her nasal cavity, her hair was shaved, she was bandaged with gauze, and her brain was undergoing blood transfusion. Weak, pale, and looked pitiful.

Shui Miaomiao's eyes instantly turned red, and some astringent liquid was spinning inside.

The enthusiasm Murakami who accompanied the night saw Shui Miaomiao coming and lowered his voice and asked, "You are the **** the phone, right?"

Shui Miaomiao nodded and whispered, "My name is Shui Miaomiao."

"Well, your mother spent a lot of money on this operation. I will give you the medical card. The doctor said it will be replaced at 8 o'clock." Murakami said, handing the card in the drawer to Shui Miaomiao.

"Okay." Shui Miaomiao took the card and went to the inquiry machine in the lobby to check it.