One Child Two Treasures: The Billionaire Chief’s Good Wife

Chapter 1197 is ill

Mu Xin’s heart burst into pain. His heart function was in a state of exhaustion. Now he is stimulated by Yun Shi’s poems. The whole person is stiff and difficult to move. His face is green and white, and he alternates and breathes. Rushing up.

He smothered his heart, and his heart was distorted!

Yun Shishi did not know what his physical state was. He thought that this old man was deliberately pretending to be pitiful and to take her sympathy!

Is it useful to have pity?

She will not forgive him!

When she thought that her mother was buried in the sea of ​​fire, Yun Shishi hated him more and more. She said coldly: "You... you go! I don't want to see you again."

Mu Yan looked at her heart, did not move, just biting her lip and looking at her, her face was full of pain.

Yun Shishi looked at him, but said: "What? You don't go? You don't go?"

After a pause, she touched her lips and then said with a blank expression: "Well, you don't leave, let me go!"

After Yun Shishi said it, he turned and walked toward the door.

Mu Hao finally rushed, hurriedly reached out to pull her, his hand just reached halfway, he suddenly twitched the whole person, stunned, and fell to the ground.

Mu Yazhe saw this, a twilight glimpse, stepped forward, and his arm effectively supported him.

Yun Shi poetry heard the strange movements, and looked back, but I saw Mu Hao actually angered and attacked the heart, lived and fainted in the past, his face was stiff.

Mu Yazhe looked down at Mu Xi, his face was slightly cold, and when he looked up, he was opposite to the gaze of Yun Shishi. He only faintly said: "The old man is not very good!"

So he cuddled the old man and hurriedly left the ward.

Yun Shi poetry twisted the eyebrows, did not think much, subconsciously followed the footsteps of Mu Yazhe.

When he arrived, Mu Yan had been sent to the emergency rescue room, the door was closed, and Mu Yazhe sat outside the door, standing tall, burning a cigarette in his fingers and frowning.

She walked slowly and seemed to realize that the words that she had said before Mu Yan were actually too stingy. For a time, they were a little annoyed!

Yun Shishi leaned his head low on his side, silent for a long time, did not speak.

The lights in the operating room are bright for hours.

Mu Yazhe was waiting outside the door, sitting on a bench with a snowy face.

Yun Shishi sat on one side, and each other was silent.

If the distance between the two centuries is so long, Mu Yazhe suddenly said: "I have been like you, so hate him."

Mu Yan, who was once in his heart, the man who made him hate into the bone marrow.

Master Mu is a man who sticks to tradition, old-fashioned, dogmatic, and has done many things that make him gnash his teeth.

However, no matter how many mistakes he made, his fortunes and misfortunes in his life are all related to him.

His greatest fortune is that he can meet with Yunshi poetry. If there is no emperor, perhaps he will miss her life.

Whether it is right or wrong, everything is like a destiny.

Therefore, this hate has faded a lot now.

Some of Yun Shi’s poems did not understand the meaning of his words. Just smashed, the door of the operating room suddenly opened.

When the doctor saw Mu Yazhe, he walked forward respectfully and respectfully, but it was a regret.

"Mu total, sorry! Mu's body, I am afraid that it will not work! We have tried our best."

(End of this chapter)