Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

She's fine, she's been fine.

It was because it was so good that it made him feel more distressed.

She's used to it.

Lu Zhiqiu turned to look at Zhou Beicheng, and the two turned around and went down.

In the end, Lu Zhiqiu couldn't think of anything to comfort him.

After sending him to the hospital gate, Lu Zhiqiu watched him go out.

North City.

Zhou Beicheng turned to look at him.

Lu Zhiqiu hesitated and said, If you can, get married early.

In fact, Lu Zhiqiu did a little research on Meng Yutang's situation last night.

The end result was very bad.

He didn't even know if Meng Yutang's 25-year-old was lying to Zhou Beicheng.

He wasn't even sure how far her poison had spread.

He didn't dare to tell Zhou Beicheng anything, but he already had a rough idea in his heart.

If Meng Yutang's symptoms don't occur, it's all right. If it occurs, the consequences are not what he could have expected!

If possible, he didn't want to see the two of them parting before they had time to have it.

And he seems to be a hint.

Zhou Beicheng understood.

He looked at Lu Zhiqiu with a sudden shock.

The meaning of this sentence is almost to say, cherish what is in front of you.

After a long time, he finally moved: Okay.

Then turn around and walk out.

Looking at his figure, Lu Zhiqiu felt something stuck in his throat, his heart was sore, and his eye sockets were hot.

He knew what kind of temperament Zhou Beicheng had, and he didn't even dare to think what it would be like if Zhou Beicheng lost Meng Yutang. He thought it was difficult to breathe without that cutie by his side.

He turned and walked back with some discomfort, got on the elevator and went to the ward.

In Mo Ting's ward, he didn't know that Dou Qiaoan came tonight, but the tears fell as soon as he entered the door, and there was no time to take them back.

Dou Qiaoan couldn't help being taken aback when she turned her head to see him, and was even more surprised to see him crying.

Lu, Doctor Lu, what's wrong with you?

Mo Ting couldn't help being startled: Zhiqiu, what's wrong with you?

It's okay if you don't ask, maybe you can resist going out, this question is still two people, he can't control it even more.

I cried on the spot.

Still howling.

Although Lu Zhiqiu was the one with the more outgoing emotions among the three of them, it was the first time he cried like this, as if the sky had fallen.

Dou Qiaoan couldn't help but walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

He directly grabbed Dou Qiaoan's arm and turned his head on her shoulder, crying even worse.

Mo Ting looked at him and couldn't help but change his expression.

Zhiqiu! Talk! What happened!

Lu Zhiqiu sobbed and raised his head to look at Mo Ting: Zhou Beicheng, Beicheng, cutie, woo woo woo woo...

After he said two names, he couldn't say anything, and he was out of breath from crying.

She turned her head and ran over to lie down beside Mo Ting's bed and started crying again.

What's wrong? What's wrong with Beicheng?

Dou Qiaoan was also startled, walked over and looked at him: What's wrong with Tangtang?

She knew that Lu Zhiqiu was usually called Meng Yu Tang Xiaocute.

Speak! What happened to them two!

Dou Qiao slapped him on the back angrily.

Why are you crying! Don't cry! Talk! Cry after you finish talking!

Lu Zhiqiu was taken aback, looked up at her aggrievedly, bit his lip for a long time before he could say a complete sentence.

Tangtang, she is sick, maybe, maybe she won't live to be twenty-five...

After speaking sadly, he cried again. He knew that what he said was a conservative estimate. If he said it carefully, twenty-five is a kind of gift.