Chatper 388 (1/2)

"It feels good, especially after seeing my beautiful wife, my spirit is even better." Xian Yushu also smiled, his wife has always been the most beautiful.

"I'm so sick, and still talkative, come and drink some water, I can only come in for an hour, you have to listen to me." Yue Ya'er poured water into the cup, tested the temperature, Feed fresh eucalyptus to drink.

"When did I stop listening to you, wife, who doesn't know that I'm the most obedient husband?" Xian Yushu likes to see Yue Ya'er pouting the most, it's so cute, he can't help it, can't help it He leaned forward and kissed Yue Ya'er on the mouth.

"Come and drink water." Yue Ya'er waited for him to finish kissing, and gave him water to drink.

"Okay." Xian Yushu drank the water in one go.

"You can't eat anything now, you just need to lose these things. You will have surgery tomorrow, don't be afraid, you have to think about it, I'm here." Yue Ya'er cheered Xian Yushu.

"I'm not afraid, as long as I have a wife, I'm not afraid of anything." Xian Yushu was telling the truth, but what he couldn't let go of was his obsessed wife.

My own body is very clear that it can no longer give her happiness, but what can I do to make her leave her and find her own happiness?

Hey, I've tried everything, but it doesn't work for my little wife, and Xian Yushu feels a headache even holding Yue Ya'er.

The time between the two of them always passed quickly, and an hour passed quickly.

Yue Ya'er explained some things to Xian Yushu before walking out.

How do women’s nagging come from? It’s really forced by men and children. You will tell them things over and over again, but they will still forget, and then say it over and over again, and finally become very nagging.

After coming out of the intensive care unit, Yue Ya'er did not leave, she sat on the chair at the door of the intensive care unit, and she wanted to accompany Xian Yushu here.

There is a carton of milk and some bread in front of me.

Yue Ya'er looked up and saw Charles' handsome face.

"Eat something, you must not have breakfast yet." Charles raised the breakfast in his hand again.

"thanks."

Yue Ya'er has already forgotten such things as eating breakfast.

Charles sat beside Yue Ya'er and had breakfast with her.

"Doctor Charles, aren't you French?" Yue Ya'er started to find something to say. Otherwise, the atmosphere would be embarrassing.

"That's right, my mother is French, and my father is Chinese. I'm of mixed race." Charles said to Yue Ya'er.

No wonder he looks so good-looking, it turns out he is of mixed race.