Thinking in his heart, Lin Huan looked at Mo Yize's eyes flashing with the light of looking at an idiot!

She obviously didn't say a word, but Mo Yize immediately guessed her thoughts.

Scold......

This Lin Huan is really getting bolder.

While thinking, Mo Yize twisted his eyebrows unhappily, and then reached out to imprison Lin Huan's chin: "Are you questioning me?" ”

Is it a question?

Yes, that's right, Lin Huan can't deny it.

But......

Not to deny it, and she is not willing to admit it.

So, silence is the best way.

Lin Huan was silent, but Mo Yize was unwilling to be silent.

He increased the strength of his fingers, and the words he spoke again were compelling with a strong chill: "You want to divorce me like this?" Well? ”

At this moment, Lin Huan will not doubt it at all, but as soon as she says the word 'yes', Mo Yize will be able to 'unwrap her belly'.

But if she were to violate her conscience, the likelihood was almost negligible.

After thinking about it again and again, Lin welcomed Mo Yize's gaze, which seemed to be smiling like a flower, but in fact, his eyes were full of coldness and said: "I never thought of marrying you, why do I want to divorce?" ”

"Mo Yize, you are older than me, you must know the truth that twisted melons are not sweet, right?"

Clear?

Of course Mo Yize knows it.

But......

"Isn't the twisted melon sweet?" Mo Yize narrowed his eyes: "So what?" What labor and management want is never melon. ”

Lin Huan: "......"

Forehead......

Is Mo Yize's domineering attitude serious?

It's never a melon that you want, what kind of melon is that?

Lin Huan was thinking in her heart, and Mo Yize's voice fell to her ears again.

He said: "Labor and management are like bitter melons. ”

Lin Huan: "......"

What？

Momordica charantia?

So, does he think she looks like a bitter gourd?

This description is too shabby!

"Mo Yize, you ......"

Before Lin Huan could say anything, Mo Yize's fingers suddenly moved, moving from Lin Huan's chin to her lips, preventing her from following her words, and said meaningfully: "Aren't you worried about Ji Anxin?" Why, don't worry about it now? Don't want to go to the hospital to guard her anymore? ”

Mo Yize's words suppressed all of Lin Huan's thoughts.

As if she had just woken up from a dream, she slapped her thigh hard, and secretly scolded herself: Lin Huan, you are such a fool, you actually left your peace of mind behind? It's so hateful, this must be Mo Yize's pot, it must be ......

"Yes, go to the hospital. Mo Yize, you hurry up and take me to the hospital. ”

Facts have proved that Mo Yize's topic has been transferred very successfully.

Seeing that Lin Huan was no longer entangled in what was wrong or not, and was bent on rushing to the hospital to see Ji Anxin, Mo Yize's eyebrows crossed a trace of the arc of the successful trick, but it was fleeting.

He didn't answer, but just withdrew his hand, sat up straight, and restarted the car!

……

When I arrived at the hospital, it was twenty minutes later.

Lin Huan got out of the car and completely ignored Mo Yize, and trotted all the way to the consultation desk.

She was about to speak, when Nick suddenly appeared and bowed respectfully to Lin Huan: "Madam, you come with me." ”

Nick sent Ji Anxin to the hospital, and it was right to go with him.

After Lin Huan nodded repeatedly, he followed Nick out of the consultation desk and took the elevator upstairs.

Five minutes later, Nick and Lin Huan arrived at the emergency room of Anseong Hospital, the largest and most advanced medical equipment.

Lin Huan stared at the three words in the first aid with the red light on for a while, and suddenly looked at Nick excitedly: "Don't worry about her...... How's she doing? How long have you been in? ”