Chapter 702

Luo Anning nodded, immediately withdrew from his arms, went upstairs, took Xiaoshuai down, and called the driver to the hospital.

As soon as Luo Anning left, Rong Yan stood up and kicked Christine: "get up, deal with the wound and go to sleep."

"Don't be noisy... Sleepy."

This time rongshao directly recruited a doctor to bind Christine forcibly. Christine was too sleepy to open her eyes. She was manipulated by the doctor and quickly wrapped up the wound.

Christine lay on the sofa and straightened her body. Rong Shao rubbed her forehead with a headache. "Take him back to the bedroom to sleep."

"OK, Rong Shao!"

The housekeeper and two servants worked together to carry Christine back to the bedroom to rest.

Rong Shao calls Luo Anning——

"Have you arrived at the hospital?"

"Well, it's almost here. How's Christine? Should the wound be treated?"

"Just wrapped up and let someone carry it upstairs." With that, rongshao turned and walked out: "I'll go there now."

Catherine had an accident, and he should have gone to see her.

"Now?" I was surprised.

"What's the problem?" Rong Shao's eyebrows are slightly picked, and his thin lips are slightly lifted.

"Yan, I don't think Christine is in good condition. You'd better supervise him. Let him have a good rest and come back to the hospital. I'll watch it here. There will be no problem."

Rong Shao paused with his dissatisfied lips: "how do I think you care more about your brother-in-law than your husband?"

Luo Anning was stunned and smiled, "are we jealous?"

"What do you say?" The sound of gnashing teeth.

"Well, well, I love you most, always you..."

Rongshao obviously benefited from these love words. As soon as he stopped, he went indoors.

"That's good."

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Hang up the phone, lose peace and laugh again and again.

This man, even his own brother's vinegar, really makes people love and helpless.

The handsome man in his arms yawned lazily. He just woke up from his nap. He was still a little confused. His head leaned against his numb arms, and his dark eyes were as bright as crystal.

Luo Anning bowed his head and gently pinched his delicate face: "Xiaoshuai, will your mother take you to see Aunt Catherine? Aunt Catherine is ill, and Xiaoshuai will be good later, do you know?"

"Eech -" the little guy waved his fleshy hand in the air.

Luo Anning loved him tightly, took his face, kissed him, and began to teach him to speak: "Xiaoshuai, call him mom. Mom... Mom... Dad, Dad... Dad..."

The little guy opened his mouth and babbled for a while. He could see that he was calm and straight. The little guy seemed to be half the success of a prank. He even smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes, and the crisp laughter filled the carriage.

"You are naughty with your mother, aren't you, huh?"

"Yiya..."

"No, call mom."

"Eech!"

"No, call dad."

"... eerie."

"Come on, tell mom, Grandpa... Grandma..."

"Yiya, Yiya..."

The mother and son talked like chickens and ducks and began to talk about it until the hospital.

In Catherine's ward, she just got sick an hour ago and wanted to kill. After the nurse injected her with Valium, she is now lying in the hospital bed I fell asleep on the bus.

Although she had known Catherine's illness and saw it with her own eyes, Luo Anning was startled.

Hands gently cover the lips, I can't believe looking at Catherine whose skin gradually turns dark blue

Is this still the beautiful and cold Catherine?