Chapter 587 (1/2)

The door of the ward suddenly made intermittent squeaks, just like the stink of constipation. There was a blockage feeling of stasis.

The warlord frowned in displeasure. The already anxious mood becomes more restless.

Cold eyes impatiently cast to the ward door, see a finger wide crack in the creak in slow speed.

It's only half a day.

The mood of the cold Baron was tormented by the intermittent squeaks.

Strongly suppress the inner anger, take out 12 points of patience to wait for the person who opens the door.

Let him know who torments him so much, and he will show her.

At this time, the door edge suddenly caught off guard with a hand, with the hospital's white rubber gloves, look at the small shape of the hand, clearly is a girl.

Almost immediately, Lord Zhan decided that he was a nurse.

His eyes moved to the ceiling, and his thin and clear-cut face showed a melancholy expression. Remember the website m.luoqiuzw.com

Yan Zhengling walked in through the crack of the door and saw him lying on the hospital bed with his hands on the back of his head. His eyes were sharper than the eagle, full of impatience, and fixed on the ceiling.

No weak patient has ever been seen so sharp.

Yan Zhengling's shyness added a little bit. He almost moved to the bedside step by step. After encouraging himself for a long time, he had the courage to say the first sentence: ”the general manager... I can't afford it. There's something wrong with the hospital's network system... I can't handle the discharge procedures for the time being.”

Yan Zhengling said that he wanted to cut his tongue with a knife. NIMA, this excuse is too poor.

When he heard the stuttering voice, the voice deliberately disguised as thick was mixed with a familiar sound quality that he missed day and night.

That pair of sinister and icy eyes moved to Yan Zhengling.

Yan Zhengling lowered her head and long eyelashes. She was at a loss. She put her hands in front of her abdomen and intertwined her fingers. The eyes of the

war, the cold Lord, were fixed on her face, even though they were concealed by the mask, most of the faces were covered by the mask, but the eyes outside the mask, the long narrow eyeliner, the curly eyelash, the black pupil of the stone, and the brow shape of the willow leaf, as far away as the hills, were recognized even by the dust.