My Little Mom is the Richest

When I met Hai Ying, she had graduated a long time ago. She is still the same as she was covered with blood, and her faint look makes people feel distressed.

"Hello, my name is Li Hua, and I am your attending doctor." The renamed Mu Qiu said, hoping to get some response.

Hai Ying, who had already stitched up the wound, pulled up the corner of the other half of her mouth stiffly and said, "Hello brother. My name is Li Yishui." She and Li Hua were the only ones left in the ward.

Lost. Li Hua's current mood is not only lost but also lost. It seems that Hai Ying has forgotten him.

"Well, you have a good rest. I will come to see you later."

Without answering, the exhausted Hai Shadow lay on the bed and closed his eyes to rest up. Li Hua went out of the ward with a strong smile and gently closed the door for her.

We met again in Paris, France. At that time, she had already withdrawn from the door of reincarnation. Hearing that she and Xiang Hua were injured, he quickly rushed over.

"Thank you, Doctor Li, for bothering you to come so far." Li Yishui has been in the society for a long time, and he also wears a mask. Li Hua frowned. "Doctor Li, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing. You have a good rest." Li Hua couldn't laugh, and he gave a few words and left.

Li Yishui sat on the hospital bed, looked at Li Hua's back, and said faintly: "Why do you want to change your name?"

Li Hua's outstretched hand stopped in the air. Is this good news or bad news? He turned his head happily, but saw Li Yishui looking out the window sadly, and said: "Grandpa, why?"

The heart, just like that, was lifted very high, and then thrown down and smashed to pieces. That kind of pain, torture, and it ended happily. Li Hua slammed the door out. Li Yishui looked at the white quilt and murmured: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Brother, I seem to have guessed some of the reasons, I'm sorry...I can't let you know that I remember..."

The angry Li Hua never saw Li Yishui again, until he received a call from Tong Haiyue: "Don't be angry and don't hang up, listen to me first, it's related to Yinger."

"Hurry up." Li Hua obviously has no patience with the betrayers, but let's listen to Li Yishui first before talking.

"Ying'er is in Hong Kong now, ready to attend the full moon ceremony of her friend Pei Qian's son," Tong Haiyue said: "I'm pretty sure Jun Riyue is going to deal with Ying'er. Ying'er is very dangerous..."

"Who are you calling..." the man's voice asked.

"Li Hua, only you can help film, ..., Dududu" The phone was hung up, and Li Hua had already rushed out. But this time it was too late.

Chopping the Weeds and Roots

In the senior ward of Hong Kong XX Hospital, Jun Riyue was lying on the hospital bed with a dissatisfaction. The window was open with a gap, occasionally a breeze blew by, and the white curtains were flying, blocking Jun Riyue’s vision. She will frown, her eyes will be fierce. But for what the curtains can do, I can't blame the breeze, so I closed my eyes and adjusted my mentality. After calming down, continue to look out the window.

With a "squeak", the door of the ward was pushed open, and the person who came was awkward, as if afraid of waking up the person in the bed. She walked up to the bed with tea and food to see her face clearly, her bandaged arms could not move freely, her upper body was leaning against the bed, and her loose hair showed no signs of being scattered. Hearing the sound, the eyes looking at him were a little alert and angry.