The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

"Depend on!"

Lu Yanlu cursed in a low voice, and silently hung up the phone.

Zhuo Dingding flew back so quickly.

It explained that he did not return to China until he sent Cheng Lianxun to the hospital and his life was out of danger as he said on the phone.

He was put in a row again!

"You're not in country M at all, are you?"

At that time, the situation was too urgent, and Lu Yanlu regretted that he didn't go to investigate.

Zhuo Dingding came quickly, all his heart was on the little guy, and he didn't have any extra energy to disperse on him.

"exist."

When he passed by Lu Yanlu, he replied and passed him straight to the ward.

"..."

Ignored?

Lu Yanlu wanted to kill someone.

"Is this how you treat your savior?"

He called Zhuo Dingding to stop.

Zhuo Dingding really stopped and turned around: "Thank you Mr. Lu, I owe you a favor, I will remember."

After he finished speaking, he left again. Seeing this, Lu Yanlu wanted to kill people even more.

It's rare to be a good person once, dare to be a good person for nothing?

"Mr. Law, if you want the third master to return your favor now, you can talk to me first."

Qin Tu devoted himself to his duties and stood in front of Lu Yanlu.

The purpose is to stop him and not disturb my grandfather.

"You are just an assistant, and you are not qualified to talk to me."

Facing Qin Tu, Lu Yanlu pushed the frame of the mirror, and his tone was cold and biting.

Although he kicked the iron plate, fortunately Lu Yanlu walked away wisely.

This kind of behavior of chasing customers seems unfriendly, but if the other party is Lu Yanlu, you don't have to care about these details.

After all, when he asks the master to return the favor, he will definitely bite off a big mouthful of flesh from the master.

Cheng Lianxun is in the ICU ward and is not allowed to visit.

Zhuo Dingding could only look at her unconscious, lying lifelessly on the hospital bed through the glass.

"Master, the doctor said that as long as the little lady wakes up, she will be fine. Don't worry too much."

Qin Tu quietly stood beside him, comforting him.

"Cheng Liancha."

Zhuo Dingding stared at the little person on the bed without blinking.

Inside was a vast expanse of whiteness, she was lying on a white bed, with layers of gauze wrapped around her head, except for the beating instrument at the head of the bed.

She was like a broken doll, with no sign of life in sight.

Before he left, she was fine and wanted to go out to play coquettishly with him.

When he came back, she was lying on the hospital bed like this.

Don't worry, it's impossible, don't hate, it's even more impossible.

"She has returned home from the suburbs."

Qin Tu responded repeatedly.

The calmer the master's tone was when he spoke, the angrier he was.

Cheng Liancha, once and for all, didn't have a long memory at all, and even got worse.

This time, it is absolutely impossible to let her go easily like last time.

"Give it back ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times." His dark eyes were cold, but his voice was light and light, as if it didn't matter if he crushed an ant, "As long as you don't kill it."

"clear!"

Qin Tu bowed slightly, and immediately carried out the order.

Zhuo Dingding has been guarding the hospital, by her side, and the time has changed from night to day.

She woke up, but within a few minutes of waking up, she fell asleep again with heavy eyelids, and she didn't even have time to see her brother Zhuo.

When Qin Tu came back.

She was transferred to the general ward, and Grandpa sat by the bed to accompany her.

"My lord, I have arranged for your order."

Qin Tu entered the ward, his voice lowered and lowered.

"Um."

Zhuo Dingding held her right hand and played with it carefully with a focused expression.

"Grandpa..."

There is one more thing, it is very urgent, but it seems that the time is wrong to say it at this time.