Chief Assistant's Fugitive Wife

Chapter 93 The Heart Disease Needs Heart Medicine

Su Yuheng's handsome and flat brows became more and more peaked.

So in this woman's heart, the drama is so real and important, does it make her steadfast?

That's why she was fascinated by the actor, even if she was dying with bruises all over her body, she would never forget Yu Fusheng.

Who spilled the vinegar in the kitchen?
Why did he have a sore and unbearable feeling from the tip of his nose to his heart?

"It's because you lack someone to discipline you that you deviate in words and deeds, and you don't even meet the basic requirements of being a wife. Starting today, write "The Precepts for Women" every day. If you can't finish writing, you can't explain the truth. Then don't Close your door, I will go in at midnight, lie on the bed with you, body to body, close distance, and teach you the missing homework!"

Obviously using this move is to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred.

But now the pain in his heart can no longer take care of the torment of self-injury.

"..."

Tang Miaoyan was shocked by his angry gaze and simple and straightforward threats, so she took two steps back for safety.

"You, don't you think I'm dirty and don't want to get close to me? What do you mean by saying these words now?"

Sure enough, the most effective way to deal with her is for him to get close to her, and he wants her.

How ridiculous?

She was clearly the wife he had been married to for three years.

"You're dirty, didn't I touch it before I didn't know it? Since it's already been polluted by you, is there a difference between one more time and one less time? Tang Miaoyan, if you can't stand loneliness, you have to use methods that disobey me to force you to I'll help you out. It's not that I can't promise you at all!"

He stretched out his hand to touch her delicate and small chin, smiling beautifully but frivolously.

Tang Miaoyan's pretty face was as pale as paper with fright, and the feeling of nausea began to surge again.

"Just write and write, just practice calligraphy."

This kind of devil man, that kind of heart-piercing pain.

She never wants to go through it again.

Think of her as a person who has studied medicine for many years, and a person who has seen pigs run countless times.

To be frightened into a mental illness by a man with two fingers.

It's really a joke in the world.

"Well. I just like your look like a frightened little white rabbit. From now on, be obedient and I won't move you."

Su Yuheng patted her cheek with a satisfied expression, and then gave her the chair, signaling that she would start writing now.

Tang Miaoyan bit her lower lip angrily, in order to get away from him as soon as possible, she quickly sat down on a chair to get a brush.

But this writing brush has been held by Su Yuheng for a long time, when she picks it up now, his body temperature still remains on the bamboo pen holder.

Let her break out of the mental illness just under the intimidation.

"Ouch! Vomit!"

She dropped her pen and turned her head, leaning on the table and retching.

"What's wrong with you? Don't tell me, he plays with you with his hands, and you can conceive a wild species!"

Su Yuheng was slightly taken aback, his eyes were red with rage, he grabbed her wrist, and questioned her in a low voice that he wished he could eat her.

He was really tormented mad by jealousy!
"You are shameless!"

Tang Miaoyan felt nauseous, goosebumps appeared all over her body.

After trying several times, I couldn't pull my hand back, so I could only stare at him and curse.

"You are a doctor, you should know that you can't have intercourse for the first three months?"

He suddenly chuckled, and the words he said were as warm as the spring breeze in March.

But the dark and crazy eyes proved that at this moment, he had lost his mind, like a mad lion tearing the bottom line.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Tang Miaoyan's hair stood on end in fright, she never thought that Su Yuheng could say such terrible words.

"What are you doing? Heh~ I'm going to, personally, help you get rid of this evil seed!"

After he finished speaking, he pulled her directly onto the table, knocked over the inkstone on the table, fell to the ground with a bang, and broke into two pieces.

The splash of ink in the inkstone was like painting Tang Miaoyan's demon for the rest of her life.

At this moment, Tang Miaoyan was really scared.

She was so frightened that she was out of her wits, her eyes were full of tears, and even her mouth learned to make up her own mind, and she didn't listen to reason at all.

Under his chaotic gnawing, he worked hard to open and close and shouted:
"Su Yuheng, I'm telling the truth! I'm telling the truth! Yu Fusheng and I have never had anything. I would vomit just because I was afraid of you approaching, and I hate your body temperature. You are already my demon, I can't stand you You can't destroy my innocence and destroy my heart. You might as well just take a knife and kill me now!"

Su Yuheng's movements froze, and Tang Miaoyan quickly ran away from under him.

"Don't make me hate you more!"

She dropped this sentence and ran back to her room crying.

Su Yuheng stood there dumbly for a long, long time, until he lost all feeling in his feet, and then he realized that there was only one sentence in his mind.

She was afraid of his approach.

The next day, Tang Miaoyan still hadn't gotten up until the sun was up.

Su Yuheng gently pushed open the door of her room, and saw Tang Miaoyan under the quilt had a high fever and was unconscious again, without the slightest consciousness.

"What the hell is going on here? Why does her condition recur? Will she still vomit when she touches something I've taken?"

Su Yuheng's voice didn't fluctuate, but it made the doctor from Waicun tremble all over.

He was the one who showed Tang Miaoyan the last time she was unconscious and had a high fever.

Although some injuries were guessed, since Su Yuheng left some medicine for external use, it means that he guessed it right.

And now, Su Yuheng actually asked him such a question?
The old doctor glanced at him secretly, complaining secretly in his heart, but the words he said were euphemistic:
"Ms. Su's pulse is light and slippery, floating and taking the finger. The pulse rate is rapid and irregular. It should be a symptom of fright! As for the symptoms mentioned by the adults... I am afraid it is a heart disease. The adults should know that heart diseases still need heart medicine. Old man What can be done is limited.”

So you and your husband should settle things by yourself!

Don't catch him every day.

There has been an inexplicable surge in patients recently, and he is too busy with serious business.

Overly frightened?

This daring woman is actually afraid sometimes?
When Tang Miaoyan woke up, the sunlight in the room was still bright.

The quiet fragrance of flowers in the room attracted her attention to the round table, on which there was a bottle of freshly picked purple lilac flowers.

At the round table, a handsome and cold man sat upright, with a pile of scraps of paper in front of him.

He is working hard.

The slender fingers picked up pieces of shredded paper of different sizes, comparing and replacing them tirelessly.

Because the densely packed characters on the paper are almost all repeated, the only difference is the small characters at the back.

So how difficult it is to find them is no less than thousands of unnumbered jigsaw puzzles.

"Cough cough..."

She turned her head, not wanting to see him again, but suddenly her throat tickled and she coughed.

Only then did Su Yuheng realize that she had woken up.

He casually put away the unscrambled pieces of paper, got up and poured her a cup of tea.

Go to the bed and put it on the flower table.

After that, without saying a word, he strode out of the room.

(End of this chapter)