"Fang Miao, are you dead? Why don't you talk... You said, Yiren is fine. She was talking to me just now. Her eyes were shiny. She said she wanted to be with me forever!"

He stared at Fang Miao tightly, his eyes full of threats and bloodthirsty...

"Seventh Young Master..." Fang Miao opened his mouth. He looked at this once arrogant and energetic friend who became so humble and pitiful in the face of love... He wanted to help him, but the fact was so cruel.

"Sorry!" Sorry, I can't do anything about it!

"...Don't say sorry to me. She woke up just now, she would be fine..." Gong Jincheng calmed down instead. He left the ward for the expert and turned around and left the room.

He ran to the corridor, eagerly took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and sucked it hard.

His eyes were scarlet and leaning against the snow-white wall, he had a very decadent beauty.

A nurse saw it and wanted to go forward because smoking is prohibited in this place, but... she finally floated by silently and thought to herself that he must be too sad, so she kindly thought that she didn't see it.

However, some people were unhappy.

The man was wearing a black suit and dress, and in such a quiet night, he looked particularly gloomy.

He just wore a weird toy fan hat and looked like a lunatic.

When he walked, there was no sound at all. He suddenly reached out behind Gong Jincheng and was afraid of taking pictures.

Gong Jincheng was slapped suddenly, and subconsciously grabbed his hand with his backhand, and with a swish... I thought it was a beautiful shoulder drop, but unfortunately, in the light of the calcium carbide fire, the man's body sank and instantly escaped from Gong Jincheng's clamp.

"Slutty years old, you are so angry, do your parents know?"

He said calmly, and took away the cigarette from Gong Jincheng's hand, "If you want to smoke, just smoke at home and play. If you smoke in this hospital, do you think your pose looks good, or do you think your life is not heart-wrenching enough, and your body is tortured a hundred times in the next life?"

Gong Jincheng had no idea what this person was talking about. He felt that he was a lunatic. Although he was very angry, he was not yet at the point of calculating about human lunatics.

He frowned, turned around and left.

The man shrugged and opened his phone casually: "Little Miao Miao, my teacher is here. Come and give me a thumbs up. The speed is so fast that you can hand over any good things except that dog!"

The phone in Fang Miao's hand almost fell to the ground. He didn't want to like it. He was going to be a disciple again. This speed is amazing.

Fortunately, it was too late.

He ran out at a glance, and saw a serious dress, weird accessories, and a crazy master.

His mouth twitched, sometimes, I really want to say that I don’t know this person.

But... saving people is like putting out a fire, sacrificing the ego and achieving the ego is his lifelong goal.

"Teacher...Master..."

Ma Yi opened his arms and Fang Miao stood in time. This was the hospital. The nurses, who had nothing to do after eating all day, liked to talk about his right and wrong the most. After seeing him, they had to be all turned into fujoshi and yelled him over and over again.

"Little Miao Miao, why are you getting more and more unfamiliar? It's really..."
Chapter completed!