Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

Things like traffic jams are really hard to explain!

Anhao could only endure the pain, her stomach hurts so much that tears burst out, and she buried her face on her lips and shoulders and continued to endure the pain.

I finally arrived at a hospital twenty minutes later. I rushed into the gate of the hospital with my lips and lips with a pale face. I didn't even look at which hospital it was. I only knew that when I walked in, it was a super environmentally friendly one. Super good private hospital, after all, public hospitals will never look so high-end and so scary.

"I'll go to the consulting room for Fu An, you go to register for the formalities." After Lips gave Rong Qian an order, regardless of whether he wanted it or not, he pulled Anhao directly into the elevator.

"Does it still hurt?" asked softly in the elevator.

Anhao nodded: "It hurts to die!"

As soon as I heard this answer, lips and lips became even more worried. This ancestor would not really be pregnant. If he was really pregnant, what happened after eating the ice cream he bought back, would he be left in the future? Hunting down in the cold city...

I finally got to the clinic room, but because Rong Qian was still outside to register, he didn’t come up. He held his lips together and waited on the chair outside. Seeing Anhao’s constant pain, he got up and said, “I don’t know. When will Rong Qian linger, sit here and don't move, I will pour some hot water for you to warm up your stomach."

Anhao sat on the bench outside the clinic, covered his belly with one hand, and took the phone with the other hand to look at the time.

What a **** life, Zuo Hancheng originally planned to take her to the hospital for an examination tomorrow, but tonight she tossed to the hospital by herself.

At this moment, Zuo Hancheng should be busy in the company. He said that there are two very important meetings that can’t be opened. Now I don’t know if the meeting is over at this time. It’s already past 8 o’clock in the evening, and it seems There are other entertainments.

She only looked at her phone for a while, and gave up her plan to call Zuo Hancheng. She wanted to let the doctor finish the diagnosis before talking about it, so as not to toss Zuo Hancheng from the conference table because of a major problem, and finally he despised himself as a neuropathy. .

"It's really Zuo Hancheng? He's so handsome, even more handsome than I saw on TV news a few times ago. I'm so handsome!"

"He suddenly came to see about Rong Xue. The media must not know, otherwise our hospital would have been surrounded long ago."

"That is, it was difficult for people like Zuo Hancheng to see Zuo Han in the news before. Recently, because of Rong Xue's return to China, his exposure in front of the media has increased a lot. We did not expect that we could see Zuo Han in the hospital. Cheng himself!"

"He is more handsome than a movie star. At first glance, he looks thin and undressed and has fleshy type. And although he looks high and cold, he will say hello when a nurse greets him with admiration. His smile is nothing like a gentleman, he's terribly handsome!"

"He was in Rong Xue's ward just now, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, it seems that he came here alone, very low-key. Will he have been here before, just because it is too low-key that we didn't find it?"

"It must have been here. Rong Xue has been in the hospital for so long. How could Zuo Hancheng have not been here? It is probably only because of the left wife in his family that it is not too upright. Since we can meet by chance today, Qian He must have been here in a few days..."

"Then we will stay outside Rong Xue's ward at this time every day. We will definitely see him again..."

"It's so handsome, I think I can't find a husband in my life..."

"Yeah, yeah, there really is no man who can see me anymore... No wonder a goddess like Rong Xue can be so obsessed with Zuo Hancheng, and so low-key... so rich... Ah, ah, I just glanced hurriedly, the soul is about to be hooked away..."

Hearing the whispering sounds of two young trainee nurses in front of him, Anhao immediately raised his head and looked in the direction of the two nurses, and saw that they both entered the elevator while talking. Not long after , The elevator stops at the seventeenth floor.

Looking at the number 17, Anhao sat quietly for a minute, then slowly stood up, covering his stomach with one hand on the wall, and walking towards the elevator step by step. After entering the elevator, he directly pressed the number on the 17th floor.

The elevator was very quiet, with the smell of disinfectant. Anhao was barely able to stand still. She was suffering from colic in her stomach, and she was sweating, but the pain now is no better than the sharp soreness of her heart.

Was the words of the two nurses true...

Does Rong Xue live in this hospital?

The elevator stopped to the 17th floor, and a nurse passed by outside. In order not to be noticeable, Anhao suffered from the pain of his stomach and pretended that the family members of a certain ward walked out peacefully. When he walked around the boiling water room in front, suddenly there was a corner of his eye Guang saw the two figures walking out in front of the on-duty consultation room opposite a certain ward, and he immediately jumped into the boiling water room next to him.

But because she flashed too quickly, her stomach hurts, and the pain in her stomach suddenly tortured her nerves like cramps.

Anhao hugged her stomach in pain and continued to kneel on the ground weakly. She barely avoided the sight of the two people passing by at the door of the boiling water room. After the two figures did not notice the abnormality in the boiling water room, she had already passed by. The pain was so painful that he couldn't restrain himself, his body slowly slid down against the door panel, and finally sat weakly on the cold ground, covered his belly with his hand, and peeped his head out.

That figure, even standing in the aisle of the hospital, seemed to be full of attention-grabbing light. Who else could it be if it wasn't Zuo Hancheng?

Zuo Hancheng held the medical certificate in one hand and put the other in his trouser pocket. At the same time, he was discussing Rong Xue's injury and the treatment of certain conditions with the doctor with glasses beside him.

That man, from her perspective, the lights from the hospital walking shining on him, his fine facial features were as polished, and the coldness and solemnity of the company usually disappeared, and his whole body was always calm and warm. The feeling of fusion is always so elegant but has its own eye-catching temperament.

He was standing not far from her, looking at the look between his eyes from the side, it should have been a long time.

Anhao’s angle of avoiding in the boiling water was very good. Zuo Hancheng didn’t find her at all. She stared at his figure, staring at every expression on his face, and there was a buzzing in her mind, so that she was avoiding here. Sometimes I forgot to mute the phone.

When the lips suddenly called because they couldn't find her, her mobile phone rang in his pocket.

Anhao’s previous cell phone ringtone was terrible to Matt. Zuo Hancheng had ordered her to change the ringtone more than once, but she had no choice but to change it, and only changed it after playing the voice for him many times and asking for his consent.

So when her mobile phone rang in the direction of the boiling water, Zuo Hancheng's eyes suddenly stopped and he swept in that direction.