Sang Dazhuang thought of the few gangsters Cui Xue found for Yuzhi, his eyes were full of anger, it was really time to clean up, not to mention the poisoning, even if he ignored himself for three years this time, he couldn't make the surname Cui better.

Sang Ye sneered, this will be lively, the one on the bed is making a fuss, and everything is not compromised.

The family is more stupid than the other.

Cui Xue, that old slut, huh......

Mulberry lowered her eyes, her small mouth pursed lightly, Cui Xue, she was really disgusted.

When Yuzhi woke up, Wang Xinfeng had already gone back with the two little guys.

Originally, Wang Xinfeng disliked Sang Dazhuang's clumsiness, and she wanted to stay to take care of Yuzhi, but Yuzhi dragged Sang Dazhuang too tightly, and he didn't let go even if he fell asleep.

She had no choice but to go back.

There is still a mess at home, and she has to make some delicious food for her daughter-in-law to replenish her body.

He glared at Sang Dazhuang with resentment and jealousy, and told him to take care of the elm branches, and reluctantly left.

Sang Dazhuang felt that his life had reached the peak, he had never been so needed by his daughter-in-law, and the whole person was so floating that he couldn't find the east, west, north and south.

Like a mountain, he was pestled by the bed, neither sitting nor lying, staring at the sleeping face of the elm branch with a smile on his face, looking like a strange uncle.

As long as Yuzhi slept, he watched it for as long as he could, and the more he watched, the more silly he laughed.

It was a pity that no one else had been allowed to come in this ward, or else he would have been frightened by his very sick virtue.

So as soon as Yuzhi opened his eyes, he looked at Shangsang Dazhuang's black bear-like face and copper bell-like eyes, and his liver trembled, choking on saliva, and his lungs almost coughed out.

Sang Dazhuang was anxious and blamed himself, he wanted to help smooth his back but didn't dare to touch it, so he scratched his ears and cheeks.

Yuzhi finished coughing and cried again, and the grievances and happiness of being reborn were also calmed down.

With swollen eyes and a hoarse voice, he said, "I want to drink water." ”

"Huh? Eh, well, drink water," Sang Dazhuang hurriedly poured water for the elm branch, but the kettle was empty, and there was nothing.

Sang Dazhuang suddenly panicked, he looked at Yuzhi too fascinated, and he didn't do anything about his mother's explanation.

The daughter-in-law wants to drink water, what is the matter?

I looked at the elm branch with a weak heart, and I didn't know what to do like the little daughter-in-law who had done something wrong.

Yuzhi couldn't help but laugh out loud, it was so silly and cute.

"Go get hot water."

Sang Dazhuang slapped his head, why was he stupid like this.

"Yes, yes, branches...... Uh, you wait, I'll be back soon. Yuzhi didn't let him call her name, and when the words came to his mouth, Sang Dazhuang held back.

Yuzhi tugged at his heart, and he couldn't remember how much he had done and how deeply he had hurt this stupid man. Obviously, they are all vexatious requests, but one by one, he remembers them all and does them correctly.

It's okay, take your time, she will definitely be able to make up for it: "Well, come back quickly, I'm scared alone." ”

"Good, good." Sang Dazhuang wanted to speak and stopped, but he didn't leave.

Yuzhi blinked: "Is there anything else?" ”

Sang Dazhuang glanced at the hem of his clothes: "That, hand." ”

Yuzhi found out that she was still dragging Sang Dazhuang, and after dragging for a long time, her hands were stiff, and she couldn't stretch herself, and she was uncomfortable.

"Da Zhuang, you help me, my hands are stiff, I can't move by myself."

A sentence of Da Zhuang, Sang Da Zhuang almost knelt when he heard it, this was no less shocking than when he heard Yu Zhi shouting his mother, his heart was beating hard, but he didn't dare to show it, for fear of scaring Yu Zhi.

Stabilize his mind and look at Yuzhi's hand, the white and tender little hand has been frozen blue, and the place where the needle was taken is even more black.

Sang Dazhuang couldn't wait to give himself two slaps, he was really stupid.

On such a cold day, exposed to the quilt, it must be frozen.

Stretched out the big black hand, carefully touched the white and thin fingers of the elm branch, the hand of the elm branch was really small and fragile, and the big black hand of Sang Da Zhuangmu was stunned for a long time, but he couldn't get down, for fear of being broken.

Finally saw the direction, twisted two fingers over, and when he touched the white and cold little hand, his breathing almost stopped.

After tossing for a long time, Yuzhi's hands became cooler and stiffer, and Sang Dazhuang was sweating all over his body, and his fingers did not let go.

Yuzhi looked at Sang Dazhuang with a speechless face, she was not made of tofu scum, so she was untouched.

"You give me a hand in the palm of your hand, it's hot and then rub it and it opens, hurry up, I'm cold."

When Sang Dazhuang heard this, he didn't dare to ink.

rubbed his hands on his clothes, secretly watched the expression of the elm branch, and then slowly raised it.

Yuzhi never showed disgust and refused, so he was relieved.

The small fist, in the palm of his hand, feels less than the size of an egg, and Sang Dazhuang's heart is so hot.

Yuzhi is willing to let him touch it, isn't it not so much to hate him?

Thinking like this, Sang Dazhuang's heart was bubbling with beauty.

Covered Yuzhi's hand with heat, gently rubbed it open, and carefully stuffed it into the quilt, and the whole person was still a little dizzy: "I, I'll go get hot water, and I'll be back soon." He didn't dare to look at Yuzhi's face, turned around and ran.

Ran to the door and remembered that he didn't take the kettle, so he came back to get it again, and then ran away with a gust of wind.

Running too fast, his head was too dizzy, and he hit someone, his big body didn't do anything at all, and he knocked people around, but fortunately, he was a young man and didn't fall out of the way.

Sang Dazhuang The wicked man sued first, and shouted out with his voice: "You are blind, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will whip you." ”

The young man's anger when he was knocked out instantly turned away, and he couldn't afford to provoke him: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." ”

Sang Dazhuang glared at him and walked away viciously.

I secretly glanced at the ward with a weak heart, and my daughter-in-law shouldn't have heard it, right? Don't encounter that unlucky thing again, or you'll knock his head off.

Innocent victims, young men...... Who's the bad luck?

Yuzhi heard clearly in the hospital room, and the corners of her mouth went up.

In the past, she would definitely be disgusted with Sang Dazhuang's vulgarity and cruelty, but now that she hears it, she only thinks it's funny, obviously a fool.

The man is strong, with a fierce face, a loud voice, and a violent temper.

Before I met Yuzhi, I took a few teenagers of about the same age and mixed around.

Never work in the field, do it if you don't agree with it, do it if you don't like it, if someone provokes him, you will do it, in his cognition, there is no problem that can't be solved by fists, and if you have it, you will beat it to death.

His sandbag-sized fist can't be carried by ordinary people at all, and he is invincible in ten miles and eight towns, and he easily becomes a gangster leader, and everyone hates dogs, and everyone avoids it.

After meeting Yuzhi, Yuzhi said that he didn't like gangsters, so he changed his evil and turned to the right, although he couldn't change his temper, but he worked honestly in the field.

He has a lot of strength, one person can do the work of several people, and every day is full work.

But I mixed it too badly before, and even if I am a good worker now, I don't look up to it. Besides, his temper has not changed at all, except for being cautious in front of Yuzhi, pinching his throat and whispering, in front of others, he is still fierce and irritable. The eyes like copper bells can scare people's souls.

Now Yuzhi doesn't mind, no matter what kind of character he is, what kind of thing he does, as long as he is good to himself, she can accept it, no longer cares about other people's opinions, no longer pays attention to other people's opinions, this man, she likes to value it.

Before Sang Dazhuang returned, other patients were placed in the ward.

A large family squeezed in in a hurry.