Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 37 Come on, Master, he's dying!

"Aunt Liu, what are you doing in such a panic?!"

Shen Hao asked in a deep voice.

"Miss, Shen Hao! Come on, Master, he's dying!"

It was a middle-aged woman who had passed her forties, but still looked very dignified and beautiful, with a pale face and an urgent tone.

"what?!"

Shen Hao's complexion changed drastically, and while taking off the helmet on his head, he grabbed Mo Chou's wrist, pulled her and rushed towards the steps.

Passing through the luxuriously decorated and typical living room, the two rushed directly up the white stairs to the second floor, and Shen Hao directly dragged Mo Chou to the bedroom at the far end on the right.

Before the two rushed to the door, the bedroom door was already opened from the inside, and a young man in a white doctor's robe strode out.

The man was about the same age as Shen Hao, with a clean and refreshing face, and his eyes were as soft as water.

It slid past Shen Hao and landed on Mo Chou's face, ripples of surprise rippling in her calm eyes.

He seemed to want to speak, but considering the current situation, he finally suppressed the words that came to his lips.

Stretching out his arms to stop the two of them, he took a light breath and lowered his voice.

"I gave Mr. Mo a booster injection just now, but don't expect too much. This injection is at most to buy him 10 minutes at most. Try not to make him too excited!"

Looking at Mo Chou's face, the man pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, finally raised his palm, and gently supported Mo Chou's shoulder.

"Xiaochou, I'm sorry, I tried my best!"

Mo Chou didn't make a sound, but just nodded lightly.

Although the dying person behind this door has nothing to do with the real her, she still felt a sense of desolation in her heart.

It was a very strange feeling, and Mo Chou estimated that it was caused by the remaining emotions in this body.

Without saying anything more, the man in the doctor's robe stepped aside and let out the door behind him.

Mo Chou strode forward and slowly opened the door.

It was a large bedroom, very spacious.

Under the window that let in sunlight, beside the big light gray bed, a middle-aged man in a light gray nightgown was slowly turning his face towards her.

(End of this chapter)