This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 1100 Yan Jia is still waiting for his comeback!

  Ms. Lian’s natural tone made Yanjun furious.

  There was still an infusion needle hanging on the back of his hand, and he clenched his fist in anger.

   "Lian Bixiu, I think you are completely crazy. We have nothing to do with her anymore. Are you embarrassed to say this?

  We will go bankrupt, don’t you know the reason? Besides, to whom did we give our money, have you forgotten?

  On the kindness of nurturing, you have paid much more to Wenzhiyuan than her. How about your good daughter?

  You went to Teikyo, did you see her face? Where is she now, did you tell me? "

  Yanjun mentioned Wen Zhiyu, and successfully shut up Ms. Lian.

  Her momentum also died down instantly.

  Ms. Lian sat angrily at the end of the bed. She stared at Yanjun, her eyes gradually reddening, “I don’t care, anyway, the press conference is over. Now the whole world knows who Yan Shiqi is.

  It's no use complaining about me. This time I just want to force her to come forward. No matter what, she should tell us.

  As for 囡囡, she must have difficulties. You should not compare her with Yan Shiqi. That is my biological daughter and yours. Yanjun, don't be close to each other! "

   can't make sense!

  Yanjun put his arms on his forehead with a look of fatigue, he closed his eyes with a heavy expression, and a few seconds later moved the infusion wrist again, stinging inexplicably.

  He raised his arm and took a look, only to find that the infusion needle was shifted because of the posture of his fist, and the back of his hand was swollen right now.

  Lian Bi Xiuben's expression was still uneasy, and she was startled when she saw his movements. She shouted and stood up, opened the door and ran to call the doctor.

  Even though they often quarrel, she... still worried about Yanjun's accident.

  In this world, only Yanjun can tolerate her meanness and temper.

  What's more, the bankrupt Yan family is still waiting for him to make a comeback.

  So, he can't do anything.

  Lian Bixiu sprinted out before opening the door, and bumped into the doctor who had heard the news.

  The chief doctor is a man over fifty years old. He asked the nurse to disperse the patients who were watching the excitement outside the door. When he walked into the ward, he saw Lian Bixiu's face panicked.

  "Doctor, take a look, his hand..."

  Before he finished speaking, the chief doctor was full of sullen expression, "When are you going to make trouble? This is the hospital, not your living room.

  Noisy every day, don’t you bother it? Other patients have complained several times. If you continue to toss like this, please leave the hospital as soon as possible. "

  Ms. Lian knew that she was wrong, and she stood aside and said nothing.

  The two patients in the same ward stood at the door and pointed to them.

  In the ward of the triple room, every day I heard the constant quarrel between the couple.

  In the oncology department, all patients are suffering from cancer, and they are all seriously ill. Why don’t you know how to accommodate each other? !

  At this time, the chief doctor gave Lian Bixiu a fierce look.

   He snorted, walked to the hospital bed, looked at the back of Yanjun’s hand, and then pulled out the infusion needle, “As soon as the nurse will apply it to you, let’s continue the infusion when the swelling subsides.”

  Yanjun nodded frustratedly, "Trouble."

  "It’s okay to trouble me, but you shouldn’t quarrel with other patients. Look at that uncle, they are all seventy-three years old.

  Now you have to hide out the door because of your husband and wife's quarrel. During the chemotherapy, everyone is uncomfortable. It’s better to be better than your heart. "

  (End of this chapter)