The behavior made me helpless.
Thinking about it carefully, living so many years longer than him—
Hehe, I really lived in the stomach of a dog.
945.
Murong Jihua patted his cheek, whose body temperature was slowly rising.
Business matters, business matters.
So he grasped the order and hurried to do it himself. He is the director of the Central Hospital where Junle treats.
It was an old man who looked so ordinary that he couldn't be more ordinary. The bridge of his nose was crooked under the weight of heavy reading glasses. The moment he was grabbed by the collar, he was about to get angry, but when he turned his head and saw the face of the visitor, he calmed down passively:
"Mu, President Murong is here - don't worry, we will definitely cure your husband."
——Murong Jihua's high-profile official announcement has been so long, and all kinds of street photos with He Junle have been uploaded in full swing on the Internet. The old dean has lived for so long. Naturally, it can be seen that the person lying inside is a man What an awesome character.
And with decades of superb medical skills in his arms, he saw at a glance that He Junle was not in great danger. Although he couldn't see the cause, it was still a piece of cake to cure it.
946.
But Mr. President obviously doesn't want to talk nonsense with him such as "If something happens to him, I will let you all be buried in the hospital", "At any cost, I have plenty of money", etc. The young male god just wants to speak but stops talking and wants, gray The eyes reveal a dangerousness that is extremely incongruous with the whole face...
Embarrassed
Embarrassed
The old dean was almost amused by his own thought.
He still knows how famous Murong Jihua's reputation is, and the Creator probably hasn't made up anything that can embarrass him in this world hahahahahaha...
Then he was severely slapped in the face.
Murong Jihua's charming voice pierced his eardrums:
"He Junle is pregnant."
"..."
"..."
? ? ? ?
947.
The old dean: "Ah... Could it be that, haha, the wife of the president is such a neutral girl... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't worry, we will definitely—"
Murong Jihua: "He's a man."
The old dean: "..."
Murong Jihua: "He's pregnant."
The old dean: "...haha, it's like this, Mr. President, this man should not be pregnant, it must be for other reasons... Don't worry, no matter what the situation is, our hospital will definitely give you a healthy wife .”
Murong Jihua: "He's pregnant."
The old dean: "..."
Murong Jihua: "He's pregnant."
948.
Under the gaze of the old dean with a helpless expression on his face, Murong Jihua saw that there was no one around, so he presumptuously outlined a dangerous and stern expression.
It's a smile that's not a smile, neither anger nor joy, it's very capable of intimidating the opponent's mind.
— It is the so-called, two people will become more and more alike after being together for a long time.
—Learned from He Junle.
949.
Murong Jihua stretched out his hand, put it lightly on the old dean's trembling shoulders, swept twice without touching the ground, and put his face close to the old dean's forehead that was constantly sweating:
"You forced Ben to say it four times, huh? Do you think the central hospital has developed in recent years?"
His voice was low and hoarse, hitting the old dean's ears, as if it was the whispering of evil spirits from hell:
"Ben Shao said He Jun Le is pregnant."
950.
Half an hour later, He Junle lay peacefully on the bed in the top VIP suite of the Central Hospital.
Murong Jihua was leaning on the bay window with his arms folded, holding in his hand the results of the X-ray examination that he had just brought over from the dean.
He Junle's bones and internal organs are printed on the black base liar,
The most conspicuous lower part of the epee is probably at the lower part of the center of the pelvis—
It's a small group of shadows.
951.
Murong Jihua picked up the inspection result report again:
Check what you see. The long diameter is 52mm, the anterior-posterior diameter is 50mm, and the transverse diameter is 51mm. A gestational sac can be seen in the uterus, but no fetal heartbeat can be seen in the sac.
…
952.
"..."
Murong Jihua glanced at someone who was lying on the bed with a calm expression, his heart was shaking left and right, falling from heaven to the ocean and then cutting across the desert from the ocean—
In short, it was very restless.
Thousands of words in one sentence:
"Old dean, awesome!"
—It seems that he is not only well versed in serious nonsense, but also the technique of practicing PS with filming is also very admirable hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
No, what am I laughing at.
953.
"click"
It was the sound of the old dean pushing the door open.
Murong Jihua didn't move, just nodded his head slightly, which means that I know that you have been well received, so please speak directly if you have something to say.
The old dean's eyelids twitched, and he felt that he was really old and couldn't keep up with the thoughts of contemporary young people... Sigh.
He cleared his throat, and took out one, two, three, four, five or six boxes of supplements from his cuff as if by magic:
"We have checked... Mr. He Junle... He is very good, except for a little kidney deficiency, fainting and fever are all caused by... er... pregnancy... This is also because the fetus is abnormally active in the mother's body As a result... uh... hahaha, congratulations Mr. Murong, uh, it will definitely be a healthy baby... emmm... "
954.
Don't make it up, I feel sorry for you.
The corners of Murong Jihua's mouth twitched, looking at the old dean's expression of constipated pain, his heart was full of mixed feelings, and he couldn't tell what it was like at the moment.
He could only accept the old dean's kindness calmly, and stuffed all the supplements under the bed:
955.
"Jihua..."
O Heaven, O Earth!
This is the voice of my beloved baby!
Are you finally willing to wake up from your dream and face this beautiful but nonsense magic realism
Murong Jihua was about to burst into tears in an instant, his heart was full of bitterness and sourness, and finally he was overwhelmed by the happiness brought by the reality that He Junle was okay and woke up.
956.
He Junle had just woken up, his hazy eyes flicked back and forth between Murong Jihua and the old dean several times in half a second, and finally froze suddenly, his eyes burst into a clear brilliance.
He quickly completed a series of biochemical operations such as adjusting the facial muscles, stimulating the lacrimal glands by himself, and forcibly softening the voice.
So Murong Jihua and the old dean saw it,
He Junle's pale and thin body trembled slightly, his delicate and handsome face instantly loosened, and then... two lines of tears fell down like this, along his fair and snowy face, dripping onto the snow-white mattress.
Then a soft voice that was unbearable and even a bit girly came out like this:
"Jihua, what's wrong with me..."
957.
…
…
…
My day! ! !
No no no no! Girl who are you? Why do you want to take away from Lao Tzu, who is as strong as Long Aotian? ! !
Although it feels hot on the eyes, it also fully proves He Junle's profound and superb acting skills.
Murong Jihua praised him in his heart.
958.
Cooperate, how can this not cooperate? Not worthy of not being a national!
He calmly glanced at the old dean's expression of nine degrees of vicissitudes in an instant, straightened his expression, leaned forward, and held He Junle's hand tightly:
"You know, Lele,"
He smiled forcefully:
"We're going to have a baby."
happy son...
959.
Ben Shao has always believed that I am the most perfect man in the world.
Except for a little bit of poor technique, it doesn't matter, men, they always have to grow in practice, it doesn't hurt.
The most important thing is, as handsome as you want, as cute as you want, as rich as you want,
It's just that from now on, in terms of acting skills, this young master is really not as good as He Junle.
Just a little bit.
960.
At that time, the sky breaks, the stars end, and a new day begins.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Murong Jihua would never have believed that the urban mad young Long Aotian, surnamed Jun Le, could—
Soft like this.
From the outside to the inside,
It's like being robbed by Lin Daiyu.
961.
The lines of He Junle's face are unbelievably soft, the suet-like skin is like a flawless moon in the twilight of the morning light, a pair of affectionate autumn water eyes, two petals of cherry red lips,
To sum it up in one sentence, it was a mess.
962.
"Lele, we are going to have a baby."
These words seemed to drain all of Murong Jihua's strength in an instant.
However, his five senses were all so good that he could even hear the desperate and helpless old yard swallowing a mouthful of thick phlegm behind him.
disgusting,
It's really embarrassing for his old man.
963.
Hearing this, the colorful glazed rhinestones in He Junle's eyes, which had already been ready to go, seemed to hear the horn of the charge, and one after another, the broken beads fell down one by one, hitting the hands of the two clasped.
It still hurts a bit,
As expected of He Junle, it can be seen that the amount of hydrogen peroxide is sufficient.
964.
"Really, really..."
He Junle's body trembled like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, and the expression on his face was a vivid "weeping with joy",
"Very good… "
He stretched out a pair of strong arms—even though they were as soft as two balls of smooth noodles at this moment—wrapped tightly around Murong Jihua's upper body, and buried his face into his warm chest.
Murong Jihua soon felt that the cloth on his chest was wet a lot.
He heard the man in his arms tremblingly saying in a voice so soft that it gave the listener a headache:
"Jihua, I'm so happy, I can finally continue the incense for your Murong family..."
965.