Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book
Chapter 34： If you die by yourself, you must finish it with tears!
Chapter 34 The death made by oneself must be finished with tears!
He Yuncheng took a moment to take off the phone and saw the name on the call. Brother Chong made an embarrassing expression. He Yunting glanced at the screen, his expressionless face instantly covered with ice.
He bit his scalp, pressed the phone to his ears again, and greeted each other lukewarmly, "Auntie, it\'s so late, are you still asleep?"
"I saw TV. Is the person seeking blood your elder brother? Is something wrong with Xiaoyu?"
"Uh... Auntie, it\'s Xiaoyu." There was an exclamation on the phone, followed by a low sob.
"Auntie, don\'t do this, Xiaoyu is fine, there is no problem."
"Then I will come to see him, anyway, when he was a child, I also took him with him, he must recognize me."
"Don’t, sister, you know my brother’s temper, don’t let my dad and grandma know about this, please."
hung up the phone, and the group had walked outside the door of the intensive care unit.
"Brother, how to deal with family affairs."
He Yunting has dark eyebrows and dark eyes, and his voice is low, "The people in the villa, except the housekeeper, don\'t beat them to death, throw them back to the old house!"
Hearing this, Song Bai and He Yuncheng glanced at each other, and they both trembled.
"Also, about Xiaoyu, the news is completely blocked, I don\'t want to see any reports."
"Yes!" Song Bai hurriedly withdrew.
After Song Bai left, there were only two brothers He Yunting left in the silent corridor, and the busy night finally returned to peace.
He Yunting strained his nerves for a day. At this time, he could finally relax a little bit. He pulled on his tie tiredly, went to the lounge chair outside the intensive care unit and sat down and closed his eyes to rest. Suddenly there was ice on his right face, his eyes opened suddenly, and there was a faint flash of fire in his eyes.
He Yuncheng saw that his brother was awake, and quickly explained, fearing that his brother might get upset, he beat him up, "Brother, I am doing good for you, tomorrow morning, the board of directors of the company, you can’t go to the board of directors with a swollen face."
He Yunting\'s eyes darkened, took the ice pack, and said nothing.
The lounge chair is a five-seater chair. He Yunting is sitting on the far left. He Yuncheng dared not to disturb his brother, and consciously sat on the far right.
He thought that his brother would reject this ice pack, but the result was better than he expected, so the soul of the gossip, who is not afraid of death, burned again.
He glanced at his brother from the corner of his light, and saw that his face was the same, as if there was nothing unhappy. He brewed his emotions, pondered the sentence, risked being beaten to death by his brother, and asked: "Brother, you There seems to be no illness tonight."
He Yunting applied his face well, when he suddenly heard such a sentence, the whole person became stiff, and his face went dark at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The surrounding temperature drops below the freezing point in an instant.
Everything that happened at night flashed before his eyes like a movie.
The white-haired, red-scarred, ghostly, revealing, half-male kid!
There was also the extremely insulting 5 yuan, which all made He Yunting\'s chest stuffy and hated to the bone, and he could not wait to pull the person over immediately, hang him up and beat it!
The ice bag in his hand was squeezed by him, and the frosty He Yunting looked at his younger brother coldly, and asked him gritted teeth, "What do you want to ask?"
He Yuncheng: "······"
Damn, my brother is terrifying. Did he die today? Fortunately, he didn\'t directly ask,\'Brother, who hit your face? When I first saw you, there were fingerprints on it. . ’
Fortunately, he was smart once.
He Yuncheng swallowed hard, and the death of his own work must be finished with tears!
"Yes...Yes, you are not sick, yes, it is a good phenomenon, Zhao, Zhao Yi said, this is possible, it may be an antibody."
There is one more~
(End of this chapter)
He Yuncheng took a moment to take off the phone and saw the name on the call. Brother Chong made an embarrassing expression. He Yunting glanced at the screen, his expressionless face instantly covered with ice.
He bit his scalp, pressed the phone to his ears again, and greeted each other lukewarmly, "Auntie, it\'s so late, are you still asleep?"
"I saw TV. Is the person seeking blood your elder brother? Is something wrong with Xiaoyu?"
"Uh... Auntie, it\'s Xiaoyu." There was an exclamation on the phone, followed by a low sob.
"Auntie, don\'t do this, Xiaoyu is fine, there is no problem."
"Then I will come to see him, anyway, when he was a child, I also took him with him, he must recognize me."
"Don’t, sister, you know my brother’s temper, don’t let my dad and grandma know about this, please."
hung up the phone, and the group had walked outside the door of the intensive care unit.
"Brother, how to deal with family affairs."
He Yunting has dark eyebrows and dark eyes, and his voice is low, "The people in the villa, except the housekeeper, don\'t beat them to death, throw them back to the old house!"
Hearing this, Song Bai and He Yuncheng glanced at each other, and they both trembled.
"Also, about Xiaoyu, the news is completely blocked, I don\'t want to see any reports."
"Yes!" Song Bai hurriedly withdrew.
After Song Bai left, there were only two brothers He Yunting left in the silent corridor, and the busy night finally returned to peace.
He Yunting strained his nerves for a day. At this time, he could finally relax a little bit. He pulled on his tie tiredly, went to the lounge chair outside the intensive care unit and sat down and closed his eyes to rest. Suddenly there was ice on his right face, his eyes opened suddenly, and there was a faint flash of fire in his eyes.
He Yuncheng saw that his brother was awake, and quickly explained, fearing that his brother might get upset, he beat him up, "Brother, I am doing good for you, tomorrow morning, the board of directors of the company, you can’t go to the board of directors with a swollen face."
He Yunting\'s eyes darkened, took the ice pack, and said nothing.
The lounge chair is a five-seater chair. He Yunting is sitting on the far left. He Yuncheng dared not to disturb his brother, and consciously sat on the far right.
He thought that his brother would reject this ice pack, but the result was better than he expected, so the soul of the gossip, who is not afraid of death, burned again.
He glanced at his brother from the corner of his light, and saw that his face was the same, as if there was nothing unhappy. He brewed his emotions, pondered the sentence, risked being beaten to death by his brother, and asked: "Brother, you There seems to be no illness tonight."
He Yunting applied his face well, when he suddenly heard such a sentence, the whole person became stiff, and his face went dark at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The surrounding temperature drops below the freezing point in an instant.
Everything that happened at night flashed before his eyes like a movie.
The white-haired, red-scarred, ghostly, revealing, half-male kid!
There was also the extremely insulting 5 yuan, which all made He Yunting\'s chest stuffy and hated to the bone, and he could not wait to pull the person over immediately, hang him up and beat it!
The ice bag in his hand was squeezed by him, and the frosty He Yunting looked at his younger brother coldly, and asked him gritted teeth, "What do you want to ask?"
He Yuncheng: "······"
Damn, my brother is terrifying. Did he die today? Fortunately, he didn\'t directly ask,\'Brother, who hit your face? When I first saw you, there were fingerprints on it. . ’
Fortunately, he was smart once.
He Yuncheng swallowed hard, and the death of his own work must be finished with tears!
"Yes...Yes, you are not sick, yes, it is a good phenomenon, Zhao, Zhao Yi said, this is possible, it may be an antibody."
There is one more~
(End of this chapter)