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Su Shi listened to Xiao Hong's words.

What it said happened probably during his retreat.

So much so that he didn't know.

Reached out and touched the tip of its tail.

Following Su Xiaohua, walked forward.

Gifi took three people to a Mercedes-Benz car.

The car started quickly.

Farther and farther from St. An Hospital.

Ten minutes later, the car limped around and came to another hospital.

Giffy fiddled with her hair and hugged her lips.

"Let's go."

Her voice was sulking.

Entered the hospital and came to an intensive care unit.

The crowd stood outside the glass.

Su Xiaohua was the shortest, and pulled the window to look inside.

Asking anxiously while watching

"What about smoke? What about smoke?"

Giffi leaned against the door and window.

Speak slowly

"Thirty percent of the body is burned. Just a few days ago it was out of danger."

Su Shi looked up,

"She was dead in that explosion."

Jeffrey smiled and shook her head

"Su Yan is inside. The dead one is a fake Su Yan I stole."

Nightmare Jin Chancan's eyes looked at Giffi, wondering

"Why are you doing this?"

Giffi sighed.

Fiddled with hair

"Su Yan contacted me and asked me to investigate the undead thing.

She also said that she was being followed secretly and asked me to check.

We had agreed to meet at that time.

Just in the place agreed, she had a car accident.

I can only find a ghost for the dead, rescue her first, and move here. "

At this time, someone in the intensive care unit heard a severe cough.

Followed, the people on the bed moved.

Su Xiaohua is very excited

"Moved, she moved. Let's go see her!"

Talking, he hurried into it.

I haven't seen the host for a year.

I really want to see the host.

······

Three days later.

Song Yujing appeared in a VIP ward of a hospital in city Y.

He was well-groomed and meticulous.

In a suit, he was extraordinarily expensive and alienated.

He went into the ward.

Looking at the woman in sick clothes, right face, forehead, and gauze wrapped in the ward.

The woman looked at him with a blank look.

"you are······"

The woman looked familiar with her voice.

It is his wife, Song Yujing, Su Yan.

Song Yujing stared at her tightly.

I watched for a long time.

Until Su Shi's voice came from behind

"She has amnesia."

Song Yujing turned around.

I saw Su Shi carrying a glass of water at the door of the ward.

Song Yujing glanced.

Then he fixed his eyes on the man in bed.

Walk over and come closer.

He stretched out his sharp-knuckle hand and reached the woman's chin.

Meaningful sound

"Don't know me?"

Song Yujing's face is too deceptive.

When he looked at someone intently, the hooker's heart tickled.

The woman on the bed blushed instantly.

Gently grasp the quilt

Nana

"You are Song Yujing? My husband?"

The woman's black hair was soft and smooth, because the injury was not yet good.

His face was white.

Soft, can instantly arouse men's desire for protection.

just······.

Song Yujing laughed.

Hands down little by little, rubbing back and forth at the arteries around her neck.

His voice is shallow

"I am very happy."

The woman blushed even more.

Song Yujing's eyelids dropped for a moment and he retracted his hand.

Copy in his pocket.

Speak out

"The name Su Yan is not suitable for you. Change it."

Woman froze

"Why, what?"

Song Yujing's eyes fell on the clear water held by Su Shi.

Speak slowly

"Just call, Su Shui."