285 You Are Actually a Slut 1

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Although this little woman has been sick for several days and has lost a lot of weight, her skin still looks so crystal clear. Under the faint outline of the morning light, her whole body is as pure as a sixteen-year-old girl.

And her dark, soft and shiny hair hung smoothly, exuding a moving luster on both sides of the pillow, and was not messy at all.

Situ Chenjue saw one of her arms stretched out from the quilt, and she was getting an intravenous drip. The liquid dripped drop by drop from the transparent tube, dripping into her light blue blood vessels and into her body.

Situ Chenjue couldn't help but think that as the weather got colder, the infusion liquid must also be cold!

Will she feel cold if it is injected into the blood vessels like this?

He frowned, feeling a little distressed.

He turned around and ordered to one of the doctors: "Can you heat up this infusion solution?"

The doctor looked at the man in front of him in confusion, as if he had never heard of liquid being heated: "This...it seems like no one has done this before..."

His tone was very domineering: "No one has done this before, but I want to do it! In such a cold weather, the patient must be so uncomfortable! Just say it was my order, no matter what method you use, make this liquid warmer!

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The doctor touched the back of his bare head and smiled bitterly: "But this will destroy the ingredients inside! Mr. Situ, we understand your painstaking efforts, but if you are really thinking about your wife's health, please don't do this."

thing!"

Situ Chenjue sighed, knowing that what the doctor said made sense, but looking at her pale and thin hands, he was always afraid that she would feel cold, so he slowly sat beside her bed, carefully and meticulously.

She put her little hands into the quilt and tucked the quilt in.

It should be warmer under the quilt.

This little thing likes to grab the quilt when sleeping. Now he is lying on the hospital bed and is not honest in bed. Is he really going to torture himself to death?

But when he touched Huanyan's finger, her original consciousness was chaotic. Although she regained consciousness, she still had no clear idea of ​​where she was now and suddenly opened her eyes in panic.

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She seemed to be having a dream for the past two days. The dream was vague, as if she was floating in the sky, on thick clouds, not knowing where she was going.

For a moment, she felt that she was still that young girl, watching her sister dominate every occasion, while she was just an ordinary student. However, she did not feel the slightest jealousy, but was sincerely happy for her sister.

After a while, she seemed to be still in Paris, diligently listening to lectures, studying on her own, and drawing design drawings.

After a while, she felt that she was still in A University. It was still in the days when she had a crush on senior Xiao Yunuo. She was always watching him from a distance silently, watching him exercise, and watching him carefully treat his junior students.

Explaining, watching his bright eyes on the podium...

Looking at him, she seemed to be immediately full of enthusiasm for life.

Then, her thoughts suddenly returned to the cold terrace of the Rosemary Hotel. Her sister pinched her neck fiercely and said to her: "Ye Huanyan, you know how to pretend to be weak and pitiful little white rabbit."

!Actually, you are just a bitch, bitch! You just like to steal my things!"

At that moment, my sister's face was no longer the same beautiful face as mine, but turned into a ghost with fangs and red eyes filled with murderous intent!


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