Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

Chapter 595

   Chapter 595

  A quiet room in the house.

  The scorching sun penetrated the windows and hit the floor of the ward, shining the whole room warmly.

   However, in the ward, on that pure white bed, Qiao lay on it with his eyes closed, but He Yunting felt a bitter cold for no reason.

After pushing him to the side of the bed, his men left quietly.

  He Yunting stared at Qiao Yi's sleeping face, and kept rubbing her pink face.

   "Why are you still not awake? When are you going to sleep for me?"

  The man's muffled voice was pleading.

  He took Qiao Yi’s little hand out of the heavy quilt, and kept kissing under his lips.

  Not knowing what he thought of, he took a bite in the palm of Joe's hand. With a little effort, Qiao Yi's white and tender hands suddenly left a row of red teeth marks.

   Seeing that Qiao Yi did not react at all, the man regretted it again. He kissed the teeth repeatedly, which seemed to be soothing.

   "Liar! What do you say will wait for my operation, I am out, but what about you?"

  Faced with the complaint from his lover, Qiao Yi sank in a dream without any response.

  Yes, she broke her promise.

After the helicopter flew to the largest private hospital in South Africa, He Yunting was sent to the operating room.

  At the door of the operating room, Joe took his hand and promised him that he would wait for him to come out. When he woke up, the first person he saw would be himself.

  However, He Yunting's operation went well, but Qiao Yi was not so good.

  She found that she had chest tightness, shortness of breath, weakness in her limbs, and was accompanied by intermittent ghost images and auditory hallucinations.

  She called Zhao Yi almost immediately.

  She insisted that He Yunting underwent the operation and stayed by his bedside for a moment.

  The doctor said that although the bullet hit very deeply, he was fortunate that it did not hurt any organs. The doctor only carefully helped him take out the single piece.

  Qiao was very happy and exhausted all her willpower to support He Yunting to wake up.

but……

   "Yun Ting, I read the doctor's report, you recovered..."

  The door of the ward was banged open and Zhao Yi walked in with a pile of medical records.

  He Yunting slowly turned his head to look at him, the warning in his eyes was obvious.

  Zhao Yi glanced at his mouth, and He Yunting still kept his head down and kissed the back of Qiao’s hand.

  I don’t know what else.

  This is because he disliked him for coming in and disturbing the world of both of them.

   "Yun Ting, I..."

   "Small voice! Jojo is still sleeping."

  Zhao Yi: "..."

"Oh, buddy, your brain is not bad. A day ago, when I saw that Qiao Yi was still not awake, who was threatening to beat me to death? Who was it that made me do everything possible to make Qiao Yi wake up? Now I'm not allowed to quarrel with him again. No double-standard dog is as unreasonable as you!"

  As soon as his voice fell, a gust of wind hit his front door, and Zhao Yi instinctively reached out and grabbed it.

  A cup.

  Glass cup.

  The force he threw was so strong that his palms were red!

"you!"

  Zhao Yi was anxious, and stomped wildly: "I've never seen something like yours who cares about **** and loves friends at such a big life!"

   "Did you finish?"

  Zhao Yi: "..."

   "Get out of here!"

  Zhao Yi: #! @¥%¥

"Don't think you are pretending to be weak. Even if you are okay, Joe can feel bad for you even if you are in a wheelchair every day. She wakes up immediately. Her physique is special. The war in the mining area has consumed all her energy reserves for 21 years. I will check her. At the time, she was weaker than the newborn baby, and it might take a month or a year to wake up. By then, is it possible that you have to have a wheelchair for one year?"

  (End of this chapter)