Everywhere haunts him, staring at him in the dark.

It's like I want to take a bite at any time, and I must put him to death.

He was more patient and patient than everyone else, but the more this happened, the more terrible she felt.

Li Feihuan didn't seem to expect her to ask this question, and after a moment of silence, he hooked his lips and smiled: "The hatred of life and death." ”

Zhao Siqing couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds, a pair of light beautiful eyes looked directly at him and insisted: "What kind of life and death hatred?" ”

"You care so much about him?" Li Feihuan couldn't help but say.

"He's my husband." Zhao Siqing said slowly.

It is a short five words, but it clearly states the position.

The smile in Li Feihuan's eyes deepened a little, and then said, "He is really lucky." ”

Zhao Siqing was about to ask something more, but it happened that Huo Pengpeng came out of the ward, looked at the two people standing together, stepped forward and grabbed Li Feihuan's arm, and said softly: "What are you talking about with your sister-in-law?" ”

Li Feihuan turned his head to look at her, and his gaze was extremely gentle: "I'm talking about Huo Jingchen's good luck." ”

Huo Pengpeng smiled, and then said: "Brother's luck is indeed good, at least marrying such a beautiful sister-in-law is beyond the reach of others." ”

Zhao Siqing looked at the men and women in front of him, smiled and said softly: "I'll go back to see the old lady first, you guys talk slowly." ”

With that, Zhao Siqing turned around and returned to the ward.

Li Feihuan's gaze fell on her back, his gaze deepened a little, and he said slowly: "But no matter how good your luck is, there will always be a time when it runs out, isn't it?" ”

"Of course." Huo Pengpeng said slowly.

*

When Zhao Siqing returned to the ward, Mrs. Huo was still there.

Old Madam Huo glanced at her and said coldly, "Where did you run away for so long?" If you don't want to serve me, you want to go out and be lazy, right? ”

Zhao Siqing said softly: "I made a phone call with Jing Chen and discussed cooking for you tomorrow." ”

Hearing this, Old Madam Huo glanced at her and sneered: "I don't dare to call him, and when I turn around, I want to say that I don't want an old face like old bark, and I can't afford to eat his cooking!" ”

"It's really wrong for him to talk like this, I'll go back and scold him, so that he won't dare next time." Zhao Siqing spoke softly, a serious way.

Old Madam Huo lowered her eyes and hummed twice, as if she was still upset.

Mrs. Huo glanced at Zhao Siqing and thought silently in her heart.

This Zhao Siqing's temper is inevitably too good, or her city is too deep.

The old lady yells like this all day long, but she doesn't have the slightest anger, and even coaxes the old lady to obey, which seems to be as difficult to deal with as Huo Jingchen.

Thinking that she had sent her to Huo Jingchen's side, Mrs. Huo regretted it.

It's just that to this day, she doesn't know if Huo Jingchen knew Zhao Siqing's identity early on, so she will keep her by her side.

"Go, don't think it's over with two sycophants, old lady, my face and this leg are broken because of you, there are Buddhist scriptures on the table, you go and copy it ten times first, and show it to me after copying!"

After Old Madam Huo spoke in a deep voice, Zhao Siqing looked up at the table on the side.

Sure enough, I saw a Buddhist scripture on it, and I didn't even know who had made a special trip to prepare a pen and a notebook.

Zhao Siqing stepped forward and flipped through it simply, the number of words in a Buddhist scripture is not too much, but the handwriting is very particular, you need to be calm and calm when writing, not too sloppy, so it is often slower to copy.

"When you write, you have to be mindful, you have to be ashamed of what you have done, and you must sincerely pray for me to recover soon." Old Madam Huo instructed again.