Chapter 943: my face (1/2)

Chapter 943 My Face

Only then did I find something was wrong!

Turning around, I saw the black dog swallowing his lump of meat in one bite...

”You...spit it out to me...” He pointed to the black dog. He seemed to understand it, and finally got a bite of meat. How could he spit it out, turning around and rushing to the gate!

Everyone:...

Henry rolled his eyes and fainted!

The fire was extinguished all night and was not extinguished until the early hours of the morning.

Dr. Pete’s years of hard work were burned, and when he was finally discovered, he was burned to a piece of black coal.

As for the cause of the fire, it was finally determined that Dr. Pete caused the fire improperly.

When Windsor was rescued, the whole person was dying, and he kept humming, ”My face, my face...”

Looking at her face again, it scared me to death.

The five senses are all embedded on a tablet...

Falling down from such a high place, the face first touches the ground, the consequences can be imagined!

It was already the next afternoon when Wei Zhenhui and Su Mian arrived at the Beijing Military Region Hospital. The hospitalization procedures were completed. After Wei Zhenhui recovered for two days, Su Mian gave him the antidote.

I don't know if the antidote will damage his body again, Wei Zhenhui fell asleep for three days and three nights after drinking it. Su Mian, A and two company commanders kept guarding.

Wei Zhenhui lay quietly on the bed, like a sleeping lion. Although his face was stern, he did not have the strong aura when he was awake.

The thin lips were pressed tightly into a straight line, especially the corners of the lips, which rose slightly. Su Mian couldn't help but caress them. The man's lips were a bit dry and cold.

Su Mian is so scared now, afraid that Wei Zhenhui will still deny her after waking up. I was even more afraid that he could not remember anything, and the memory became a blank sheet of paper from then on.

Looking back on these two lives, he and Wei Zhenhui had gone so hard, and now the flowers are finally blooming, you must remember Wei Zhenhui!

Su Mian's two small hands clasped his big calluses tightly, and then put them to his lips.