Chapter 1039

The two women next to the male protagonist, who is the real junior, he can't tell who is it.

He looked at Yan Zhengling, "Which role did you choose?" ”

Yan Zhengling said without thinking: "The original match." ”

Zhan Han Jue directly gave Yan Zhengling's character a lore.

The game sounds: the husband kicks the chaff wife out of the game, and the game ends.

He's a super calm and rational guy who can stand outside the game. But Yan Zhengling is a very emotional person, empathizing with herself and the game character, and she can't accept such an ending at all.

Her emotions collapsed instantly, and a pair of dark eyes instantly swelled red because of grievance. She glared angrily at the Chill Lord—

Are women such fickle personalities?

Yan Zhengling roared angrily: "Why did you kill me? ”

I was so angry that my body was trembling.

"You won't cry if you lose, will you?" Zhan Hanjue looked at her in confusion.

"It's us who fights. If you don't destroy whom, who will you destroy? ”

Yan Zhengling: "......"

Why not her?

The Lord of War sneered, looking at her as if he was retarded.

Yan Zhengling was drenched in cold sweat and collapsed on the ground. The heart is constantly reassured, this is just a game.

Zhan Hanjue looked at her suspiciously, looked at the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, and frowned: "If you can't afford to lose, don't play." ”

"You just want to win me?"

"Nonsense."

Zhan Hanjue glanced at Yan Zhengling, whose eyes were full of tears, and there was a touch of confusion in his eyes.

What is this woman crying about?

Yan Zhengling: "......"

It's not that she can't afford to lose the game, but she can't afford to lose life.

Zhan Hanjue's face changed drastically, "Okay, I'll be back right away." ”

didn't have time to explain to Yan Zhengling, and his long legs had already rushed outside.

At this time, his mobile phone rang suddenly.

When I picked up the phone, I heard Qiu Lian's anxious voice, "Husband, come back soon, Huzi is seriously ill." ”

She got up lonely and made a phone call to the person in charge of the ambulance center of the Media Asia Medical Department, and told the other party to go to Wei'an Garden for rescue immediately.

And she herself hurried to the medical department of Media Asia.

Yan Zhengling looked at the back of the war lord like a hurricane, and his eyes were filled with deep sadness.

He is so interested in Qiu Lian and his children, presumably he and Qiu Lian will be together because of love, right?

"The child has a high fever and is in a coma, and as for the cause, it needs to be investigated." The doctor said.

Qiu Lian was already so frightened that she couldn't speak, and her whole body was weak, hanging on Zhan Hanjue's body like an octopus.

When the ambulance took Zhan Hanjue's family of three to Media Asia Hospital, Yan Zhengling had been waiting for a long time.

"What's going on?" Yan Zhengling asked.

Yan Zhengling glanced at Zhan Hanjue, seeing that he had one hand to hold Qiu Lian tightly, and Jun's face was worried. Yan Zhengling gave birth to a touch of jealousy out of thin air.

"Come on, send Qiu Lian to the ward and find a nurse to take good care of her."

"Yes."

Yan Zhengling glanced at Zhan Hanjue with resentment, although he had a lot of complaints about him in his heart, he couldn't help but comfort him: "Don't worry, the child will be fine." ”

The Battle Lord nodded.