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In less than half an hour, Song Youman rushed to the hospital.

Before the door of the ward was opened, Xia Wanliang heard Song Youman's voice shouting "An An" at the top of his voice.

The door was vigorously pushed open and closed vigorously, Song Youman was like a master of cultivating immortals, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at Xia Wan's side: "An An, where are you injured?" ”

"An An, good and decent, why did you suddenly get injured?"

"An An ......"

Lying on the bed, Xia Goodnight, who was unable to move, finally glanced at her when Song Youman stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and then she was almost surprised by Song Youman's appearance at this moment: "Manman, why did you run over like this?" ”

Song Youman's face was covered with a mask, a curling iron was on his head, and he was still wearing barbershop clothes......

"You also said that I was scared to death when I received your call, okay? Fortunately, the injury is not so serious......" Song Youman said while going to check Xia Goodnight's back: "...... It's not serious, it's quite serious, such a large area, it's all purple...... How can you smash yourself......"

Xia Wan'an didn't speak, but her heart was warm, and then she thought of her husband, who was supposed to be the closest person in the world, when she called Han Jingnian just now, and her attitude towards her such alienation and indifference, her eyes were sour, and she almost burst into tears.

Song Youman sensed that something was wrong with Xia Wan'an, stretched his face in front of Xia Wan'an, stared at her for a while, and then without thinking about it, he said, "You called him?" ”

In this world, there is only one person who can make Xia Goodnight sad.

Xia goodnight said "um".

"You called him, and he didn't come to the hospital to see you?!" Song Youman instantly exploded: "I, I, I'm hot-tempered, I really want to kill him as a ruthless person!" ”

"I didn't tell him, I was hurt......"

"Oh, oh, it turns out that he doesn't know, so I'll withdraw what I just said......" Song Youman instantly deflated, and three seconds later, she glared at Xia Wanqing: "Why didn't you tell him?" You're hurt, why can't you tell him? MMP, to put it mildly, he's still a ruthless person! He didn't admit it when he lifted his pants, what did he think the wife at home was, was it an ornament? When you think about it, go back to sleep for a shot, and if you can't remember, you will treat it cold? There is a woolen difference between him and his client......"

The more you talk about it, the more boundless it becomes...... Good night Xia: "Miss Song! ”

"Well, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that, it should be, you're like a prostitute, you want to get up and prostitute him! Anyway, he's good-for-nothing, and he's quite eye-catching, so you should make a little white face, and when you get tired of playing with him, we'll kick him, hahaha......"

Listening to Song Youman's words, Xia Wan'an couldn't cry or laugh.

In her mind, she made up the scene of herself prostituting Han Jingnian and the picture of him being the little white face she raised, and couldn't help but laugh sneering......

Seeing her smile, Song Youman also laughed, "Okay, just laugh, I'll go wash my hair and face first, you wait for me." ”

As he spoke, Song Youman floated into the bathroom of the ward.

Listening to the sound of running water coming from inside, the summer evening was warmer, the vines were always like this, and when she was the most sad, there was always a way to ease her sadness......