Chapter 1695

lity.his skin is unusually white because he has been bedridden for a long time. Even so, he is still too handsome to look away.if she hadn't been so ill, she couldn't have been his wife.before he beca...Chapter 1695

after rilla's medicine was lost, the doctor prescribed some medicine for her to take back.

it was 04:40 in the morning when he got home.

the door of the villa was open and the lights in the living room were as bright as day.

after Mrs. Zhang coaxed Ziqiu to sleep, she waited in the living room.

seeing Fu Shiting coming back with rilla in her arms, Mrs. Zhang immediately greeted her.

"Ruila's fever has gone down. I'd like to wipe her body and change her clothes." Fu Shiting hugged rilla and went back to his room.

Mrs Zhang replied, "Sir, go back to your room and have a rest!" I'll take care of rilla. Otherwise, when Lila wakes up and sees you, she may cry again. "

Fu Shiting looked at his daughter's pale and haggard sleeping appearance and murmured, "should I not have rilla's custody"

"you like rilla. If rilla lives around you, you will be very kind to her." She can't get used to it now. She'll be fine when she gets used to it. But it will take a while to adjust. " Sister-in-law Zhang said, "when Ziqiu is older and can play with her, she will have a greater sense of belonging."

"but I can't stand it if my daughter keeps crying like this." After what happened tonight, Fu Shiting was exhausted and his inner persistence was completely defeated.

if he could contact Qin Anan now, he might send rilla directly to Qin Anan.

it's a pity that Qin Anan's phone couldn't get through, and the message was lost in the past.

he could have called Mike and asked him to convey his message, but he didn't want to do it.

this is between him and Qin Anan. If she has been avoiding him, he will not contact her through others.

he wants to see how hard her heart really is!

"Sir, why don't you go back to live at your place these days When rilla calms down a little bit, you will meet again. " Mrs. Zhang suggested.

Fu Shiting hesitated and said, "wait till morning to see what's going on with rilla."

"good. You go and have a rest. "

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sends rilla to bed and Fu Shiting comes out of the room and returns to the master bedroom.

he kept his eyes open until dawn.

he tried to close his eyes and force himself to sleep, but he had a splitting headache and couldn't sleep.

the room clearly still smells like Qin Anan.

he couldn't sleep, so he got out of bed and opened the wardrobe.

her clothes, bags, shoes and all kinds of jewelry are still here.

she didn't move anything except that her people were gone.

it seems that she is just traveling, not saying goodbye.

if it were not for the severe heartache to remind him that she was gone, he would really suspect that everything was a nightmare.

at 06:30 in the morning, he goes to the bathroom to wash up.

after a little sobriety, he picked up his phone and turned it on.

Qin Anan did not call him back or reply to his message.

he read the message he sent last night in his mind.

there was a sudden sore nose.

country.

ten hours after Qin Anan's operation, he was so painful that he couldn't sleep at all.

Mike stayed at the bedside, watching her tossing and turning. It was really painful, so she took the initiative and asked the nurse to add painkillers to her anti-inflammatory medicine.

when painkillers entered her body, the pain relieved quickly.

she felt light all over, and drowsiness followed.

after she was breathing evenly, Mike breathed a sigh of relief.

he is going to have a rest in the accompanying bed next to him.

then the cell phone she left on the cupboard rang.

he picked up her phone and saw the system warning that the phone's battery was low.

he took out his charger and charged her phone.

out of curiosity, he turned off her phone's flight mode. All of a sudden, Fu Shiting's missed calls and messages drilled out.te one, and Qin Anan also wrote it.it's just that he is not satisfied with what she wrote.for example, he, a science student, wrote nearly a thousand words of vows, while she, a liberal arts student,...