Chapter 492 (1/2)

After reading the newspaper, it's almost nine o'clock. I really want to see my mother.

Although the mother may not be more reliable; But she's my mom after all. I can't make her worry too much.

I should go to see her, let her see my strong, I can face bravely; and. I will not because he gave a little love material, on the peace of mind to deceive themselves to get along.

”Radiotherapy today. You may not be able to see it now. ” Ming Feng put down the newspaper. Tell me.

Radiotherapy? It seems to be. I forgot.

But... I look at Mingfeng doubtfully. Isn't it that he doesn't want to make excuses? Nobody wants to go out on a hot day. as excusable.

Well, I said, ”I'll wait. Radiotherapy is not surgery. It won't take half a day, will it? ”

Ming Feng put the newspaper aside. He knocked on the table and said, ”Si Shao can't stay here for a few days. You want to see him. Or your mother? Your mother is almost sick. Don't worry about this for a while? You can go if you want. I'll stay with you. ”

What I said is that Si Shao has nothing to do with me. Of course I want to see my mother.

No matter how well I was ill, my mother said:

”I'll go myself. If Si Shao comes. You can reminisce with them. In broad daylight, you don't have to guard against ghosts. Ghosts don't dare to come out. ”

It's time to see my mom the other day. But I can't get away with something on hand; Now that all the people who should be here are here, what kind of heart do I have?

Do you really think that company is mine? My family can easily control it. I'd better be at ease.

”Dong Dong!” There's a knock at the door. It's a good time.

I'll drive and just drop by.

This is yuhubing's home. Who knocks on the door has nothing to do with me. I don't have to be a princess.

The door, I open... Lao Liu and another man, holding Yin Yijie, stood at the door with a look of guilt, as if they had done something wrong.

Oh, early in the morning... What play? Pretend to be crazy?

”Er, Yin Shao fainted. Yu Shao asked me to help you to have a sleep. It's time for jet lag, too. He... ”

Lao Liu helped the man to walk into the room. I let him go. Jie Jie followed me. He couldn't open the door and blocked the door tightly.

I had a look, Yin Yijie's forehead was a little bit broken, and the blood star was coming out.

Oh, this is still ”bitter meat plan.”

Ming Feng pushes Jie back a little and opens the sofa bed consciously. Although the house is a suite, it's just a bedroom.

Fortunately, Ming Feng didn't think he could sleep in my bed, although it was only my bed for the time being.

As for the sofa bed, whatever. I'm not the owner.