The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

Mo Yanyang held on to the wall and barely supported herself from falling, leaving her mind blank.

Before, Mo Yanyang felt that his life was an endless tragedy.

Until today, she felt that this is a terrifying story with no end.

What's wrong with her? Is it because she has done too many wicked things in the past, so now that the retribution has come, she can actually decline like this.

Every time I thought it was a bad luck end, but the facts told her that she could be even worse.

Mo Yanyang has reached the point where he can't cry even if he wants to cry.

Lan Dongzhi said that she took the standard configuration of cannon fodder, she felt wrong, it was the top configuration of cannon fodder!

...

At dawn, Mo Yanyang wrapped herself tightly and came to the hospital.

Wandering outside the door for half an hour, gritted his teeth and went in.

Lan Dongzhi said that pregnancy test sticks may also go wrong, it is best to go to the hospital!

Although she feels that she is earning one day by living an extra day, but this child, she still wants to determine if there is any.

If not, then when she died, she would not feel guilty.

...

The dean pleased: "Mr. Xie, even if our hospital's strength is ranked in the top three in the country, as long as you agree to establish a joint laboratory with our hospital, I can guarantee that everything will be arranged by you and will never interfere with you. Any decision..."

With a polite smile on Xie Xize's face, he didn't speak, and the dean wiped his sweat anxiously.

As soon as Mo Yanyang hung up, he came out from the elevator and saw him face to face. Xie Xize, accompanied by the dean and the doctors, inspected the territory like a king.

He is so dazzling in the crowd, his grace is hard to hide.

Mo Yanyang felt a little in his heart and turned around immediately.

"Mo Yanyang!"

Without stepping out, the deadly magic sound has already struck.

Mo Yanyang regretted that she shouldn't have come to the hospital as if she was dead.

With her current bad luck, she was lucky to have not been killed when she went out.

Mo Yanyang bit her tongue and forced herself to calm down. She slowly turned around and showed just the right surprise: "Uncle Wu? What a coincidence, why are you here?"

Pretend, pretend to death!

Even if he was killed, he would not admit that he had done that.

Xie Xize walked over and touched Mo Yanyang's forehead very naturally: "My complexion is very bad, sick?"

The crowd behind him opened their mouths in surprise.

Dr. Xie... he touched the woman's head.

Mo Yanyang's face paled with fright: "No...no, it's my friend who is not feeling well, I'll get him some medicine."

"What disease?"

Mo Yanyang said, "It's the woman's illness, and it's hard to tell the privacy of others."

Xie Xize raised the corner of his eye and glanced at her lightly.

"is it!"

Mo Yanyang whispered: "Uncle Wu, I will go if you want to be alright..."

"Something."

"You say!"

"I was looking for something recently, you can help me pay attention."

Mo Yanyang: "You said I will help you pay attention."

Xie Xize lowered his eyes, and his slender, ink-like feathered eyelashes cast small silhouettes on his face, and his beautiful hands slowly loosened his cuffs.

"Three months ago, I picked up a drunk cat home. She was kind enough to take it in, but she didn't know how to be grateful. She bit me and ran away, leaving a big shadow on my heart..."

He has a quiet voice and speaks casually.

Mo Yanyang's legs trembled, and he forced his composure: "This cat is too much, too much!"

Xie Xize smiled rather than smiled: "Yes, too much. I have waited for her to come back for three months to admit her mistakes, but she didn't mean to regret it at all. What do you think?"

He has a nice voice, deep and charming, but Mo Yanyang is frightened.

Avoiding Xie Xize's insightful eyes, she pretended to be angry: "Let me say, I should grab it back, my leg broke, my teeth broke... well... that's it!"

Xie Xize's starry eyes stared at her.

When Mo Yanyang was about to be unable to carry it, I heard him faintly said: "You are right, you should definitely catch it back, and interrupt your leg. After watching her, how will you run!"

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