Seeing him open his eyes, Luo Anning wanted to draw his hand, but it was obviously too late, because Rong Yan's eyes became hot after the first second of turbidity.

"Anning, it's nice of you to finally come to see me." He seemed to sigh and rejoice.

His voice was hoarse and low, with a touch of morbid weakness and tenderness.

It sounds like a gentle hand gently plucking the heartstrings.

Luo Anning faintly withdrew his hand, glanced away, and his tone was colder and ruthless: "yes, I'll see if you're dead. If you're dead, I'll remarry."

He struggled to get up and pulled out the needle with one hand. He was quick to reach out and press him, but he pulled out the needle first.

Luo Anning was angry: "what are you crazy about? No one told you the common sense of needing an injection when you are ill? Pull out the needle? Dare you be more childish?!"

Rong Shao lowered his head slightly. At the moment, he was like a harmless lamb. She scolded him without saying a word or refuting. His long eyelashes cast a silhouette under his eyelids.

"Alcoholism? You really think your stomach is iron and invincible? Isn't it a very natural and unrestrained alcoholism? Why don't you continue? Go out and drink now. Let me see how capable you are." Luo Anning was not relieved. He simply took down the hanging bottle and threw it all into the dustbin.

Rongyan looked at her, her face flushed with anger, and her beautiful eyes burst out the essence of anger. Her thin lips slowly bent into a charming radian. He opened the quilt and got out of bed with some difficulty.

A trace of pain flashed on the handsome face, which was soon covered up by him. He walked towards her step by step in funny sick clothes.

Reach out and take her into your arms and hold her carefully.

Luo Anning didn't eat him. He reached out and pushed him away. He said angrily, "don't touch me!"

Rongyan was pushed and staggered unprepared. He staggered and fell to one side.

"Bang -" with a dull sound, Rong Shao fell to the ground.

When he tried to get up, he seemed unable. Cold sweats fell from the corners of his forehead and dripping along his beautiful jaw.

Luo Anning's heart contracted again. He didn't worry about getting angry. He anxiously stepped forward and helped him up, "are you okay? Did you fall anywhere? Did you have any pain?"

Rongyan didn't get up. Instead, he hugged her and buried his head in her delicate neck. His voice was low and dumb: "don't move. Let me hold it for a while."

Luo Anning was stiff all over. Hearing his weak tone, he was very upset.

She didn't want to go on like this with him. The cold war will go on, but everyone has principles, and her principles can't be changed easily.

Unless he is willing to speak himself.

Otherwise, this situation cannot be changed.

Rongyan's thin lips seemed to be rubbing on her delicate skin, with a soft and weak voice: "wife, nothing happened between me and Mo Xiyan, you believe me."

"Give me a reason, a reason to convince me to believe you." Luo Anning said calmly.

Rongyan sighed in an inaudible voice, clasped the back of her head with one hand, and gently kissed her thin lip from her neck nest to her ear, "Well, I told you not to be angry. I went to city B because I found that your infertility was actually a good play played by Mo Xiyan and Bai Qi. After your abortion, Bai Qi has been treating you. He knows all about your condition. It is because of this that Mo Xiyan paid attention to you."