Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Seeing this text message, Shui Miaomiao began to calm down.

Holding a mobile phone, walking around the house.

In her mind, there are pictures of Shen Mochen and Li Sisi together.

What exactly is in Ward 1203, why is Li Sisi so sure.

Will Shen Mochen confess to her?

Should she call Shen Mochen now and ask clearly.

Shui Miaomiao should not be shaken by the words of some people, even if she dies, she must see with her own eyes, confront Shen Mochen face to face, and die to understand.

Don't be an injustice, or injustice.

She promised to trust him, and she had to believe Shen Mochen before seeing the so-called truth.

The phone was broadcast three times and was hung up.

Shui Miaomiao didn't understand why Shen Mochen hung up her phone.

She hit Shen Mochen again, Dididi.

Fuck.

Was she blacked out?

Shui Miaomiao's heart was tightened, as if entangled in poisonous vines, stabbed into the heart, and the venom penetrated into the blood.

She is ignorant in her head now.

Because I don’t know what happened, I feel particularly helpless and bored.

She remembered the time in Hawaii, and it was the same, she knew nothing.

If it was really like what Li Sisi said, this time, she should not shrink back like last time, but face bravely, three people, make it clear that even if she dies, she will die vigorously.

Shui Miaomiao took the bag, knocked on Yanyan's door, and said, "Son, I'm going out, please open the door."

"Got it." Yan Yan's voice muffled from the room.

Shui Miaomiao went out and went to Ward 1203 in Building 1, Huamei Hospital.

She walked in the corridor on the 12th floor, empty, the closer to Room 1203, Shui Miaomiao's heart seemed to be playing drums.

What Li Sisi wants her to see.

Shui Miaomiao clenched his fists, his eyes firm and sharp.

Since she came, she would not flinch.

Shui Miaomiao pushed the ward 1203 swiftly. With the dim light, she saw Li Sisi lying on the bed, the caregiver sitting on the chair, and the caregiver lying on the bed, without Shen Mochen.

Li Sisi heard the sound of pushing the door, looked at the door, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Shui Miaomiao: "..."

She thought Li Sisi was too good at pretending, didn't she let her come.

"What do you want me to see, Shen Mochen?" Shui Miaomiao asked bluntly.

Li Sisi looked at the two caregivers around her and said softly: "Can I talk to Shui Miaomiao alone?"

The two caregivers looked at each other and went out to help Li Sisi close the door.

"What are you going to tell me?" Shui Miaomiao asked frowningly.

Li Sisi raised his smile, raised his wrist, glanced at his wrist, and said proudly, "Shen Mochen sent me to the hospital."

"In law, he is the last person you have seen before the accident. If you die, he is legally responsible. It is inevitable to send you to the hospital. There is nothing to show off," Shui Miaomiao said coldly.

Li Sisi lifted the quilt and got off the bed, coldly locking Shui Miaomiao, "Do you know what he said to me today?"

"No matter what he says, he has to talk to me in front of me, and I will believe it. I won’t believe what you say from your mouth, so you call me what I’m doing, make it clear You don’t have to worry about it, and I don’t have to go to it.” Shui Miaomiao said impatiently.