Yan Ge was taken to the hospital by Shi Yong.

Liangcheng also has a so-called foreigner hospital, but the scale of the hospital is not large.

The dean personally took over and performed a full-body examination of Yange, and did not notice anything unusual about Yange's body.

Of course, it is mainly because the hospital's medical equipment cannot keep up.

The dean tenderly suggested that Shi Yong send people to Beijing or Shanghai's big hospital to see.

Although expected, Shi Yan's heart was still a little irritable.

It was said in advance that, in addition to going to the hospital, when you need to walk, Shi Yan must carry a song.

This treaty of bereavement and humiliation is even more severe than Shi Jian's words.

When he got home, Yan Ge climbed up Shi Yan's back as usual, and this guy kicked her upstairs.

Shi Jie didn't say anything this way, and Yan Ge simply dragged his ear: "It seems your father is crying for nothing."

Shi Yan: "Shut up."

Yange: "In fact, I have nothing, I just pretended."

Shi Yan: "Palms shut up."

Yange: "What's it like to call my dad, is there a feeling that the tired bird came home and the chick found his mother?"

Shi Yan: "Hehe ..."

Quickly stepping into the house, Shi Yan threw people directly onto the bed.

He didn't wait for the song to respond, he took off his pants and slammed the song on his ass: "Playing Lao Tzu is fun, isn't it? Lao Tzu makes you happy today."

Too many tricks did make the old driver of Yange have a good time.

Afterwards, Ishigaki was so unbelievable that he smoked a cigar with his legs crossed.

The smoke was lingering, and I finally understood what it meant to be a smoke over the living god.

He reached for a face with a chanting speech, and he awakened the sleepy chanting speech.

"Unhappy?"

Yange hummed with his eyes closed, "Yes."

This eh is too perfunctory, and Shi Yan gave her another blow.

Yan Ge screamed in pain, shouting indignantly: "Sweet, cool, cool mother, don't be fooled."

Sleepiness has been driven away by this guy.

Shi Yan was still not satisfied.

Still too perfunctory.

He simply extinguished the cigar and kissed Yan Ge's lips: "You just called my brother crying."

Words: "You call my dad, I call your brother is also a gift."

This black history!

Shi Yan was so angry that he wanted to get up.

He hugged the woman in his arms discouragedly. Before he fell asleep, he was still thinking that this woman should no longer remember the man who looked a hundred times better than Bai Yuqing.

After all, the man was thin and weak, and he was a disease-ridden guy, that is, embroidered pillows were useless.

When Shige woke up the next day, Shi Yan had already left.

She stared at the ceiling for a long time, and finally couldn't get to sleep, holding the quilt to sleep.

She probably was afraid that she would put him on a green hat and took care of her very seriously. Unless she went out with Shi Yao, she could only stay in the Shaoshuai at other times.

Young handsome mansion always used Yange as the hostess's waitress, and Zhang's mother stared at Yange's belly all the time.

But Yan Ge's belly not only failed to bulge, her body was losing weight quickly.

His face was getting paler and paler.

A few days after Shi Yong left Liang Cheng again, he touched the quilt of Yange in the middle of the night, holding his increasingly lighter body in his arms, and gradually tightened his hands, but did nothing else.

With the night light shining, he could clearly see her eyebrows.

She used to be round and tender, but now she's skinny.