The Spoilt Wife’s Happy Life with the Commander

In front of Luo Zheng's eyes, a woman standing with a portable hot water bottle was staring at him with a pair of almost empty eyes.

These are the eyes that made him so afraid that he couldn't sleep every night, and today, in broad daylight, reappeared before his eyes.

It's a dream come true.

Juanxiu took a glance at the pot, and then said like a fool: "Hey? There's still a little hot water here. Let me wash the soap bubbles for you."

Talking, she carried the pot and came to Luo Zheng in front of her.

This barrister, who has always been proud of himself, was scared and condensed into a ball by Juan Xiu at this time, holding his head down and shouting, "Help! Help!"

The sound was so miserable, almost howling.

"What are you doing?" Dr. Jiang hurried out from the hospital building.

She snatched the kettle from Juan Xiu's hand and pushed her aside.

It is also strange that Juan Xiu saw the doctor wearing a white gossip, bowed his head and hid to one side obliviously, his eyes showed the color of fear.

Dr. Jiang squatted down and quickly laid Luo Zheng's clothes down.

Because the clothes were soaked and stuck to his body, it took Dr. Jiang a long time to tear off the clothes on Luo Zheng's body and strip him, leaving only a pair of underpants.

At this time, Luo Zheng had taken good care of himself. He was quite straight on his suit without wrinkles, but today he is almost naked.

He covered his face with both hands and sat down in a wheelchair.

Already, doctors and nurses ran over, while one person took Juan Xiu away and scolded her loudly.

Juan Xiu opened her mouth to say something, but just opened her mouth and said nothing, she panicked anxiously.

Suddenly, she clasped her head tightly, closed her eyes tightly, and her mouth was tilted to the side. She bent down and slowly crouched to the ground.

"Look, it's making you mad again, right?" A nurse pointed at her, shouting loudly.

Juan Xiu was quickly put into the hospital building.

At this time Luo Zheng, the old injury was not good and new scars were added.

His body had been covered with scalding ointment, and the pain was unbearable. He had been unable to fall asleep all night and could not turn around casually.

Turn the tortured souls upside down.

Dr. Jiang has come to his ward more and more often. She often goes to the attending doctor to negotiate a treatment plan. She is very attentive.

After a few days, Luo Zheng's injuries were much lighter, his body was not so painful, and he could fall asleep peacefully at night.

However, what Juan Xiu gave him, although it can't be said to be a mental blow, can also be said to be a huge spiritual stimulation to him.

When he was lying on the bed, he seemed to be awake in the haze, and was suddenly awakened by a small sound, and his body was shaking violently.

This kind of stimulation is difficult for ordinary people to bear, and only Luo Zhengqiang can hold it down.

At close to midnight on the day, Luo Zheng just fell asleep, and Juan Xiu came to him silently in his sleep.

At this time, Juan Xiu had returned to normal, and she was particularly clean and neat.

The long hair was smooth behind her head, her eyes widened, she was very glamorous, and she wore her favorite professional suit.

She stood silently before her eyes.

Juan Xiu said nothing, but silently stared at Luo Zheng with his eyes.

Then he turned quietly and left. When he walked outside, he looked back at him again, his eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.

Luo Zheng suddenly woke up from his sleep. He raised his upper body and looked around in the ward for a week. The room was quiet.

The next day, Dr. Jiang slowly walked into the ward.

"Do you know? The woman who poured hot water on you that day committed suicide in the bathroom last night." She said leisurely, her face dark and indifferent.

Luo Zheng opened his eyes suddenly and lifted his head from the pillow.

He first looked at Dr. Jiang with a doubtful look, and then relieved Chang Shu with a sigh of relief, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Finally relieved.

I don't know if he was talking about it or for Juan Xiu.

He remembered the dream, and a sudden fear rose in his heart, which was a sign of Juan Xiu's suicide.

At this time, the attending doctor came in for rounds.

"Can I be discharged?" Luo Zheng suddenly looked at the ceiling and asked.

The doctor turned back: "Not yet, the scald is not completely good and it is easy to get infected at home."

Dr. Jiang, who had been standing next to her, was suddenly questioned by Luo Zheng, and raised her head in surprise, with question marks on her face.

"What do you want to do? The injury is not good yet." Doctor Jiang was puzzled.

Luo Zheng didn't answer and turned his face to the side:

Juan Xiu committed suicide. He felt very uneasy. After speaking it out, he was very scared.

It's true that you can't live without evil.

Hong Qiang suddenly received a call from Ling Annan's housekeeper and asked him to go to the mountain villa for a narrative.

Covered with fog, he told Mu Li the matter.

After getting permission, he went to the mountain villa and found the housekeeper.

They sat in the villa, in front of the large glass windows of the living room.

The housekeeper took out a photo of a woman who was very young. From the outfit, it should be twenty years ago, when the people were still simple

Hong Qiang picked up this photo and looked at it carefully.

The woman's eyebrows looked at the corners of her mouth when she smiled, but they didn't remember.

auzw.com After looking at it for a moment, he silently put the photo on the table.

"What are you?" Hong Qiang didn't know what the housekeeper meant, and he didn't know what to say.

"I want to entrust you to help me find this person." The steward lowered his head while talking, and the expression on his face was unnatural.

"Does he have anything to do with you?" Hong Qiang said doubtfully.

"Of course, she is my wife. To be precise, she is an ex-wife." The steward said seriously. He put away the smile on his face, and his face was somber and solemn in an instant, his eyes were full of loneliness.

Hong Qiang nodded and didn't speak, he seemed to be thinking.

The housekeeper will talk about the matter with his ex-wife in detail. When the voice fell, he sighed heavily.

"What about you then?" Hong Qiang asked, raising his head.

"Later, I married overseas with an assistant who was younger than my teenage, and our lives were happier." The steward's face showed relief now.

"So where is she now?" Hong Qiang was anxious to know the ending.

"Now, she has passed away. It was difficult for her to give birth that year, and neither her child nor her was protected." The steward's eyes were red and sad.

"You are also a doctor, how could this happen?" Hong Qiang looked at him in doubt.

He did not expect that the housekeeper was a doctor before, but he could not save anyone.

"Yes, because of this, I will no longer practice medicine." The steward was very guilty, and his face was full of regret.

Hong Qiang nodded and remained silent for a long time.

Suddenly he looked up and asked slowly: "If you find her, what are your plans?"

The housekeeper took a sip of tea and said slowly: "We have a son. When I went abroad, I fostered him at a relative's house. Now that he has grown up, I think."

"I see." Hong Qiang already understood the matter. The steward did not want to reunite with his ex-wife, but wanted the child to find his biological mother.

Back at the mansion, Hong Qiang showed the photo to Mu Li.

When Mu Li picked up the photo and looked at it for the first time, he widened his eyes in surprise, but when he looked at it carefully, he gradually tightened his eyebrows.

He lifted his finger at the woman who wanted to say something, then shook his head again. So he gently placed the photo on the table.

"Master, do you know?" Hong forced to ask urgently.

"It seems to be a person, but it does not look closely." Mu Li's eyes were full of doubts.

Hong Qiang was like a discouraged ball, his tight nerves suddenly relaxed.

"Did he provide any clues?" Mu Li asked cautiously.

"Nothing else, only that they were doctors at that time, but the housekeeper did not practice medicine because of the accident." Hong Qiang said seriously.

"Well! Is his ex-wife also a doctor?" Mu Li asked with a flash of light in his eyes.

"Yes! But he said that he had already found it, that hospital no longer exists." Hong Qiang recalled what the housekeeper said.

"Huh!" Mu Li nodded, and set the photo aside.

"There is something happening now, you go to the hospital to check." Mu Li said solemnly.

"What?" Hong Qiang immediately held his back up and was ready to accept the task.

"Juan Xiu died in the hospital. The specific cause is not clear. The news came from the driver Li Sheng." Mu Li said in a low tone.

"How did he know?" Hong Qiang was wondering deeply.

"Like the Ying Hong of that tea house, who had contact with him." Mu Li said, leaning his body to the big chair.

"Yes!" Hong Qiang answered, turned and walked out of Mu Li's study.

When he just turned around, he was startled by the scene in front of his eyes.

Hong Qiang suddenly opened his eyes and looked carefully.

I saw a girl with red hair and a short skirt standing in front of him.

Thick powder fluttered on her face, her red lips were moving slightly, and a pair of eyes were covered with long eyelashes. In the blink of an eye, it looked like two butterfly wings.

The eyeshadows are blue, as if they were punched in the eyes.

Hong Qiang took a step back, frowned, pointed at the red-haired girl, and said, "Are you?"

The red-haired girl blinked her eyes anxiously and finally spoke: "Brother Hong Qiang, how can you not recognize me? Am I too beautiful?"

"How do you make this ghost look?" Hong Qiang gave her a white look and shook her head and walked to the living room.

The red-haired girl turned out to be a babysitter.

"Brother Hong Qiang! Wait for me!" The babysitter fluttered her red hair and hurried forward to catch up with Hong Qiang.

No, when the babysitter chased Hong Qiang and reached the living room, Shen Yuhe slowly walked out from the bedroom.

"Oh! Where's the monster?" Shen Yuhe was surprised, and was frightened by the appearance of the babysitter. She put her hands tightly on her chest.

"Old lady, it's me!" Said the nanny excitedly, hopping.

She also faced Shen Yuhe, blinked her eyes with long eyelashes, and then spit out her tongue twice.

Shen Yuhe heard the voice of the babysitter, and then stepped forward slowly, looked carefully at the babysitter's face, and nodded.

She stroked her hands on the chest, stroking up and down, and it really scared her.

"What a weird thing you did this night, didn't you have short hair? Where did you get the red hair and long hair?" Shen Yuhe said loudly, and grabbed a few with her hand, the long red hair.

"Ah! Madam, don't disturb, I bought it with money." The babysitter hurriedly guarded the wig, and quickly adjusted it with her fingers.

Hong Qiang stood aside and laughed non-stop: "Look at your face, just like Da Baihui, that blue eyelid is really disgusting. This big night, you stood out and scared two of you."

"How can it be so exaggerated?" Said the babysitter with a grimace.

"Ah! You work hard every day to make money, and you're done with it." Shen Yuhe glanced at her with a blame and shook her head.

At this time, Orange Orange ran out from the inside.