The beautiful wife of the president

Because Ji Weiyang's condition was still unstable, she didn't dare to go far, but sat down on the bench in the corridor, and sat down for a whole night. It was fine during the day, but after nightfall, the corridor was empty and dead The weather was terrifying, and the temperature was extremely low. She sat on the bench shivering, her lips were blue from the cold. " .@She pressed her palm on the lower abdomen. These days, she has no appetite, and she hardly eats anything. At this time, her stomach is constantly cramping, and her face is pale due to the pain.

The nurse persuaded her several times, but she refused to go back to rest. In the end, the head nurse couldn't stand it any longer and took a quilt for her.Zhanyan hugged the quilt tightly to keep warm, her body huddled up on the cold bench, with tears in her eyes.In the midst of hunger and cold, Zhanyan kept hypnotizing herself. She was really too tired and sleepy. Under such harsh conditions, she even fell asleep.

She woke up from her sleep because she was pushed awake by a force. She rubbed her eyes vigorously, only to see Tang Feng standing in front of her with a playful smile on her lips. "I said Mrs. Ji, how did you get reduced to this level? Isn't the high-ranking ward a standard of two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom? Could it be that the standard has been lowered because the young master hasn't come for a few days?"

At this time, there were still tears of grievance on Zhanyan's cheeks, and his appearance was indescribably pitiful.She quickly stood up holding the quilt, with a tepid expression, not even a trace of embarrassment. "You're here, go in and see him, I'll prepare breakfast." After she finished speaking, she stepped on her high heels and left.Behind her, Tang Feng slightly shrugged his shoulders, with a strange expression on his face.

He pushed open the door. In the ward, Ji Weiyang had already woken up and was staring at the ceiling in a daze.

"What are you doing here?" Ji Weiyang couldn't take his eyes off, and only moved his thin lips a few times.

Tang Feng sat down on the chair beside the bed carelessly, and joked, "Let's see if you're dead?"

"Then I'm afraid I'll disappoint you." Ji Weiyang replied nonchalantly.

With a playful smile on Tang Feng's lips, he picked up an orange and peeled it, "Two broken ribs, a slight concussion, I said Ji Sanshao, you are willing to die and live for a woman, is it worth it?"

"..." Ji Weiyang remained silent, discussing what it means to be unswerving until death with a prodigal son in love, it is tantamount to playing the piano with a cow.

"Actually, your wife is beautiful, but she is too cold-tempered and has no interest. She must not be good at bedtime. I guess she can't even do oral sex..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ji Weiyang had already thrown the pillow over, "Get out!" The dog couldn't spit out ivory.

"What's the matter with getting angry? I'm not satisfied with my desires early in the morning." Tang Feng muttered, picking up the pillow and putting it back on the bed. "Come on, I'm too lazy to care about your crap, you're just looking for abuse by yourself."

Ji Weiyang ignored him with a sullen face.

Tang Feng didn't intend to continue teasing him, and brought the conversation into focus, "Do you still want that project in City D? They are about to start construction."

"Who said I don't want it! Come over next week and go through the discharge procedures for me, and book another ticket to Beijing." Ji Weiyang's eyes darkened a little, and he ordered without haste.

"What are you going to Beijing for?" Tang Feng was puzzled.

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