Li Shiyu’s halflying bed looks a little pale. He glanced at the dust coldly. Get out!
The dusty face went out in a bitter gourd shape.
Does he still think that his cooking is so bad at the moment he takes the door品茶? Didn’t it taste good before?
When the dust is gone, the general line of sight of the imperial knife falls to Mo Shenxu.
Tell me I’m sick.
He suddenly spoke in a faint voice and could not recognize the mood swings.
It’s like asking if it’s not your life or death.
Mo Shenxu’s eyes flashed an accident. Do you know that you are not vomiting because it is too hot to drink?
Shirley Yu stared at him.
Just a glance is like a cold wind invading.
Mo Shenxu didn’t dare to be careless with him and sighed and said, Ok, since you know yourself, I can explain it to you.
He handed the report in his hand to Li Shiyu, saying, After this period of diagnosis, I am responsible for telling you that all your adverse reactions are precancerous symptoms.
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Chapter 213 is better than letting you lose your life
He handed the report in his hand to Li Shiyu, saying, After this period of diagnosis, I am responsible for telling you that all your adverse reactions are precancerous symptoms.
So from now on, you must listen to me when you go to bed, what you eat for three meals a day, and how much you eat. Besides, you can work but you can’t stay up late. You can’t be happy but you can’t get angry. From now on, your life will be arranged by me. You have to listen to it or not!
Mo Shenxu couldn’t control his emotions more and more. His throat was a little tight. He swallowed water, and his heart was full of bitterness and panic.
It’s good that he hides all these emotions品茶. As a doctor, doctors shouldn’t bring their negative emotions to patients.
The atmosphere is heavy and depressing.
Will you die? Li Shi’s imperial sound suddenly penetrated thin, deep, dull and calm, and poured into Mo Shenxu’s eardrum.
Mo Shenxu will definitely look at him. Not if you cooperate with me.
Section 17
Shirley Yu pursed her lips and her pale lips made him look more haggard and distressed.
Okay, I know. Shirley’s face was completely expressionless.
Then he unhurriedly got out of bed and went into the bathroom.
Mo Shenxu’s decadent chairs have always been natural and unrestrained, and it is hard to be sad from this moment.
He has no hobbies in this generation, except studying medicine, and he has no friends to really talk to, so he only has one to talk to.
No one wants him to be well more than him.
He is ill, although he is confident of recovery, he is too stubborn when he is ill, and …品茶
Click!
Just thinking about bathroom door abrupt was pulled open and folded when the imperial body came out around the bath towel.
Mo Shenxu’s eyes were attracted by a bruise on his chest.
Is that Gu Zhuoyang’s outstanding?
Shirley royal down his line of sight looked down at the chest position expression should be well.
That ya is really cruel.
Shirley Yu Mo didn’t wipe wet hair with a towel.
French windows set off his shadow.
Can’t you see my hair dripping?
Oh, then I’ll get the hair dryer.
I don’t like hair dryers
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My mind suddenly broke into a bulging little face, and the slightest sign caught him off guard.
Shirley Yu suddenly froze manually. He looked at the glass mirror and seemed to see the woman wiping his hair angrily.
Chest suddenly breath.
He twisted his brow deeply and it hurt a little.