Marry ex-boyfriend his uncle

"Baby, take your things away quickly. I can't bear it anymore. What I hurt now is my arm. I can't solve it by myself."

"Shut up!" Zhou Ling said in a low voice, his whole face turned red, and his neck turned red.

The black change underwear in my hand, I really feel that I won't be able to wear it later, that, that hooligan!

"Tell me what's wrong with me, I'm going to take a shower."

"Then take me to wash together, leave the phone alone and don't turn it off, is that okay?"

Zhou Ling answered Fan Sucheng's answer, that he hung up the video without saying a word, his cheeks were flushed, and he ran to the bathroom with a change of underwear, feeling that his back seemed to be sweating a little.

The hot water was not turned on, but the cold water was turned on, and the body cooled down a lot, and then the hot water was turned on to take a shower.

Fan Sucheng in the hospital looked at the blacked-out phone screen with a smile on his face, and at the same time endured his physical discomfort, and went to the bathroom again.

I feel a little sad in my heart, he is a person with a "wife", why should he solve it by himself now?

When he came out, it was estimated that Zhou Ling had finished washing there, and he was also covered in moisture, and made another video call. This time Zhou Ling answered it slowly, and he was also dressed tightly.

Compared with his stern and cold face before, after taking a bath, his little face was rosy and steamy, and he had just washed his hair and blown it with a hair dryer.

Now the hair is also soft, and the whole person is like soft bread, which is just right in Fan Sucheng's arms.

"What did you have for dinner today?" Zhou Ling was stiffened by Fan Sucheng's gaze. He wanted to interrupt his gaze, so he couldn't help asking him. He forgot to bring the meal when he came back in the afternoon. What he ate was What?

"It's a nutritious meal from the hospital's customized canteen. I just drank a bowl of porridge." Like a child acting like a baby, he lowered his eyelids unhappily, and his long eyelashes fluttered up and down when he blinked.

Moreover, he lost his bloody lips, making him even more fragile. He didn't look like a great devil who walked out of hell, but like an angel left in the world.

Zhou Ling was a little unnaturally sour by his fragile appearance, and couldn't help but think more,

When he returned home, there was a meal carefully prepared by the nanny, and the patient had a mouthful of porridge after eating a bad meal. When will his arm get better?

The more he thought about it, the more he was distracted, guilt flashed on his face, there was a faint love in his eyes, his face gradually softened a lot, the more he was like this, the more vulnerable Fan Sucheng on the other side of the video was.

The eyes that often smile like falling meteors will be shining, but now they have dimmed a lot.

Fan Sucheng is holding the phone with his right hand. In order to show that he is inconvenient to be alone now and needs someone to accompany him,

Accidentally broke the water glass on the bedside table, and there was a flash in his eyes. He wanted to hide his fragility very much, and wanted to lift the quilt and get out of bed to clean up the glass shards.

"Lie back," Zhou Ling looked anxious at Fan Sucheng's movements, and his tone became a lot louder.

And Fan Sucheng seemed to be 'frightened' by his raised voice, when he turned his head to look at him, he immediately put away his fragility and changed into his usual appearance.

Zhou Ling said to Fan Sucheng very gently: "You are obedient, lie back now, it is very dangerous to get glass shards, be careful to scratch your left hand, I will go to accompany you early tomorrow."

"Then you have to come here soon, baby, I'll wait for you," Fan Sucheng finally got the result he wanted after playing carefully, and Fan Sucheng smiled happily. He is not broken at the moment.

When it was time to hang up the video, Zhou Ling excitedly said to Fan Sucheng: "I have already received the ticket, why is there only one ticket?"

Fan Sucheng was stunned for a moment, but it was just a moment, and then he seemed to be in a state of fatigue, but he had to pull himself together, and said to Zhou Ling,

"It was settled earlier. At that time, you were still unwilling to talk to me, so I bought your ticket."

Zhou Ling must have been dissatisfied with his explanation, snorted unhappily, and puffed his cheeks angrily and said that he had died.

Now he has experienced the feeling of being a turned slave and singing from Fan Sucheng... the feeling of bullying Fan Sucheng is really good,

Fan Sucheng spoiled him unconsciously, so now he can do these things to Fan Sucheng, whether it is phone calls or videos, he will always hang up faster than Fan Sucheng.

Fan Sucheng, who was hung up by Zhou Ling at the hospital, slowly began to change his expression.

That one leg was bent, with his left hand resting on it, the mobile phone was placed on top of the quilt, his eyelids were drooping, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The TV in the ward was turned on, and some funny variety shows were playing on it, but Fan Sucheng's mind was not on it at all.

The ticket that Zhou Ling mentioned, he wanted to book for Zhou Ling before, but this kind of ticket is just a matter of one sentence to him, and he can get it easily.

I just want to wait for Zhou Ling to reconcile with him, and the family will go to this art exhibition again,

Now that Zhou Ling got the ticket first, Fan Sucheng's first reaction was that Mu Yan gave it to him.

When chatting with Mu Yan in the small flower shop before, he also found out that this man liked that painter very much, and according to what he meant, he also wanted to give Zhou Ling a ticket.

He picked up his mobile phone and called Lu Hongzhuo who was still in the world, and asked him to find out who it was, and sent this thing to Zhou Ling.

About 5 minutes later, Fan Sucheng received a call from Lu Hongzhuo again.

"The person who gave him the ticket was not Mu Yan. To you, this is also an enemy of yours. That person never forgot to give Zhou Ling in China his favorite things when he was far abroad. He loves Zhou Ling No less than you."

As soon as Lu Hongzhuo talked about Fan Sucheng, he knew who gave Zhou Ling the ticket for this art exhibition.

He can't make a big move in his injured arm, but he can tap a finger in the knee.

"There is still time to do these things, which means that there are not enough troubles around him," he said like an angel left in the world, unlike what Zhou Ling said before.

Slightly squinting his eyes, his brows and eyes are very violent, and the evil smile hanging from the corner of his mouth makes people feel that he is a murderous god.

"A bullet went into his shoulder bone some time ago," Lu Hongzhuo raised his brows on the other end of the phone. For the man who dared to covet Zhou Ling, he had already fed him a bullet.

"Not enough, a bullet is just a warning to him."

"Huh? How do you say...?"

"Let him never have the chance to return to China, write him a letter by the way, and send it by courier, telling him that if he dares to buy a ticket to return to China, let his family call him when he is in the intensive care unit, If you dare to send emails or text messages to Zhou Ling, we will tear his little things apart."

"Do you think we are a bit like the underworld? After all, we are big business people,"

Lu Hongzhuo's tone was very calm, and when he mentioned this to Fan Sucheng, he didn't feel that Fan Sucheng's actions were a bit inhumane.

The other party has already coveted your wife, and wants to seduce your wife to cheat, not to mention killing people, let him know how powerful it is, which is not bad,

With a little bit of family background, he can be regarded as a human being when he grows up, so he can do things that he thinks are true love?

"Book me three tickets for the art exhibition," Fan Sucheng said. He didn't want to discuss with Lu Hongzhuo whether he was a gangster or not.

"We go to his art exhibition, what other tickets do we need? Just give him a call and go."

Fan Sucheng hung up the phone immediately. For this quick action, he really said that he would not enter the house if he was not a family.

Zhou Ling could quickly hang up on Fan Sucheng's number, and then Fan Sucheng hung up on Lu Hongzhuo's number very readily.

The next morning, Zhou Ling, carrying three thermoses in his hand, went to deliver breakfast to Fan Sucheng. This time he left the house an hour earlier, at 6:[-].

Today's breakfast was made by him and the nanny. The old lady and the old man didn't get up, so Zhou Ling had no choice but to hug Xiaotuanzi.

Instead of pushing the stroller, he held Xiaotuanzi firmly in his arms with one hand, leaned his pouty face against his shoulder, and carried him to the hospital together.

Zhou Ling didn't even need to press the elevator door this time, because he was downstairs.Then I met Fan Sucheng's attending doctor.

Zhou Ling, who was watching, hugged the child and hurried over to help with a thermos in his hand.

"Your child is so cute, he looks like Mr. Fan," said the attending doctor, a man in his 40s,

He looks very ordinary, but he gives people a very warm feeling, and with the high prescription glasses he wears, he looks a little cute like this.

"Does it look like him?" Although people close to him say that this little thing looks like Fan Sucheng, he rarely waits for confirmation from others.

The attending doctor nodded seriously again, and after speaking a few words with Zhou Ling in the elevator, they went to Fan Sucheng's ward together.

Talking while walking, Zhou Ling didn't notice that there was a woman standing at the service desk looking at his back.

"That..."

Of the three female nurses at the service desk, one of them was reluctant to maintain polite language, because the three of them had been pestered by the woman in front of them for more than half an hour before.

"Patients in the VIP ward, we cannot disclose any information to others. If there is no family member here, please take the elevator downstairs."