Chapter 709 (2/2)

”Well, I'll tell you where she is, and the rest, please.”

Although things may get more and more troublesome, you can't stop gambling for ye Chengye.

Sui Yimeng smiled conceited: ”don't worry, there will be no problem.”

Perhaps Ye Chengye's mood has been too tense in the past few days. After being hypnotized, he immediately enters deep sleep.

Sui Yimeng said that ye Chengye will sleep until dawn, so that Lin Jiangxia doesn't have to worry. Just leave him in the rest room of the restaurant.

Lin Jiangxia left a bodyguard to accompany him. After everything was arranged, he went back to the hospital ward.

After working hard all day, the pain in the lower abdomen broke out again.

When he returned to the ward, Zhan beiheng was already there.

He looked up at her while reading the dictionary, and his look suddenly changed.

”Xia Xia!” Immediately got up, rushed to her in front of her and held her who was almost shaking and sleepy: ”why is her face so ugly?”

”I... I have a stomachache.” Lin Jiangxia covered her lower abdomen, and the severe pain like tearing made her breathing difficult.

Zhan beiheng gnashed his teeth, leaned over and picked her up, rushed out of the ward and went straight to the treatment room.

Fortunately, after the doctor's treatment, the severe pain gradually subsided and her complexion eased a lot.

Leaving the treatment room, Lin Jiangxia almost had no face to see Zhan beiheng again.

Standing in front of him, he lowered his head gently, and three words came out of his mouth: ”yes... Sorry.”

Zhan beiheng had no time to blame, but he was distressed.

Pick her up, turn around and walk back to the ward: ”don't say anything, have a good rest.”

”Brother Zhan, don't you blame me for running around?” She leaned in his arms and looked up at him with her face.

She saw no anger in his heroic features.

All we can see is worry and concern.

Zhan beiheng shook his head, opened the door of the ward, carefully put her slender body on the hospital bed and covered the quilt for her.

”Brother Zhan.” Lin Jiangxia's voice is thin and can't be heard: ”I can't sleep yet. After running all day, I sweat a lot. I have to take a bath to sleep.”

”Just now the doctor said.” Zhan beiheng leaned down and stroked her forehead: ”you are very weak. It's not recommended to take a bath. Let's take a few days.”

”No, it's terrible.” What's more, if you have eaten seafood and don't take a bath, you will always have some lingering sea smell.

She can smell it, not to mention Zhan beiheng.

You know, Zhan beiheng is a cleanliness addict.

After a little thought, Zhan beiheng picked her up again and turned to the bathroom.

Next to bathtub, put her down and asked her to lie half in bathtub, but there was no bath water.

”I can't wash it directly, but I think I can wipe it with a wet towel.” Zhan beiheng's tone was soft and he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.

Immediately, wet the towel, pull up her arm and gently wipe every inch of skin on her arm.

Extremely serious, no evil thoughts at the bottom of his eyes.

It seemed that he only wanted to wipe her clean and have an early rest.

When the towel touched her collarbone, she couldn't help but send her forward and pecked him on his face.

”Thank you, brother Zhan.”