The Peasant Girl Reborn: The Pampered Wife

Chapter 710 739 Fake Dislike

After subduing the remaining two, Xu Xinghong walked in and asked anxiously, "Where's Zhou and Mo?!"

I saw a person lying quietly on the khaki grass, with strands of black hair sticking to the top of his head.

The black overcoat looks more solemn at this time, the white shirt, black trousers, the snow-white face is bloodless, and the delicate facial features are as lifeless as ice sculptures.

The breath of life is missing.

Xu Xinghong took a step forward to check, but he couldn't move, his feet were sore and limp, he looked down at his feet, dripping water dripped on the soles of his feet.

She wiped her face with her hands, touched the wet ones, bit her lower lip and laughed at herself, "I actually cried..."

He said in a hoarse voice, "How is he?" Suddenly looking at the slight movement of the man's hand through the water curtain in front of him, he said hoarsely, "Save him, save him quickly!"

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An's Hospital in Thailand
From the time Zhou and Mo were sent into the operating room to the ward, Xu Xinghong did not eat or drink, and guarded him every step of the way.

No matter it was the master's order, or Liu Shuai and others wanted to chop her unconscious and take her away, she cleared her out of the ward.

"Zhou Yumo, you have to wake up quickly, isn't it because you've lost a lot of blood, and you're sleeping here? You think we don't need money for An's Medical School, right?" Xu Xinghong said as tears fell again .

There was water in the eye sockets, and my heart was sour and blocked. When I uttered a syllable, the water was brought out by the vibration.

Covering his eyes with his big rough hand, he muttered, "Zhou Yumo, you see I cried for you, you tricked me into crying a lot."

The more he felt the calloused lines on his palms, the more he thought of the scars on his body, and the tears fell down.

He loves stinky people so much, people who go out in the morning must make sure their hair is tidy and their clothes are decent.

How can I bear the rough big hands that don't meet the aesthetics, and the scars on the body.

"When you wake up, I will use my beauty cream to remove your scars..."

With a big rough hand, he wiped her tears, looked at her crying face and said, "Then, don't forget to wipe it evenly for me every day."

Xu Xinghong was stunned for a while, looking at Zhou Yumo's pale face, then took his hand to wipe away his tears and rubbed his eyes.

Although Zhou Yumo's face was a bit embarrassed, but she still had good looks, and she was an easy sick beauty just like that.

"Zhou Yumo?!" Xu Xinghong yelled, crying again with a wow, "Why is it different from what was shown on TV, why did you react like this, shouldn't you wipe my tears and comfort me not to cry?! "

"Okay, don't cry." Zhou Yumo said helplessly, "Do you think you are stupid if you know that I have lost too much blood and still guard me?"

"?" Xu Xinghong was stunned with tears in his eyes.

With good intentions, she took care of him day and night, but she was rejected.

"Why is there a blood stain on your cheek?" Zhou Yumo was helplessly embarrassed by his cleanliness, and wiped her neck with his hand after touching it.

This was blatantly disgusted.

Xu Xinghong wanted to turn his head and walk away angrily, but he didn't know how Zhou Yumo's body felt and how he was doing, so he said angrily, "Zhou Yumo, do you despise me, wow!"

As soon as I asked out of my mouth that I was not a good self, tears fell down, with grievances, worries, and a genuine fear of being rejected.

"Be good, be good, don't cry." Zhou Yumo pinched her chin, pressed against her lips, and slid his tongue into her cornice after she got used to it.

(End of this chapter)