"Anyway ??" You want to die earlier, don't you? "In that case, what does my death have to do with you?" Zhou Manzhen gnashed his teeth and sneered, unwilling to forgive Jin Beiseng no matter what.
"Since you care so much about , then live well. Xiao Mo still needs you. Don't tell that you want to bear with him losing you again?" The man's eyes were dark as he asked in a ruthless tone.
She stared at him with her eyes wide open, "Why did you send Xiao Mo out of the country all those years ago? I'm also a cardiologist. Why don't you let try? If not for you, would Xiao Mo and I have been separated for three years? "
"At that ti, your body wasn't well, and your emotions were so unstable, so how could you operate on Xiao Mo? It's taboo to operate on your own family, don't you understand that? " Jin Beisheng gnashed his teeth in anger. Tonight, Zhou Man had truly infuriated him.
Zhou Man turned her head away, her eyes dim. She put down the glass in her hand, stood up, and attempted to walk out. "From today onwards, we will split rooms and sleep."
"Sure, but you need to take so pills before you can sleep in a room." Jin Beisan's eyes darkened, his face turned slightly cold as he made the final concession.
Zhou Manzhu's apricot eyes slightly moved, and her eyelashes drooped down. "What if I want to get a divorce?"
"This... Don't even think about it. "
"Heh ??" "Jin Beisheng, you are a pervert." Zhou Manzhen angrily shook off his hand, opened the door, and shut it tightly.
He threw the door open for Jin to see.
Jin Beiseng, since you don't love , why did you bother with !
That night, Zhou Manzhen tossed and turned until dawn.
Jin Beisen didn't close his eyes for the whole night, how did the two of them beco like this in one night? Jin Beisan could only bla himself for his silence. If he hadn't been silent when answering Zhou Manzhen's question, how great it would have been.
The next morning, Chen Jinhua sent in two weeks' worth of Chinese dicine. Wang Ma was in the kitchen boiling the dicine, and the sll of it was very strong. As soon as Jin Beiseng walked downstairs, he slled the dicine's sll.
Not long after, Zhou Manzhen also ca downstairs. She was wearing a tailored dress and was even specially dressed up. It seed like she was going out.
"Xiaochun, good morning." Jin Beiseng was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee and reading a book. Seeing Zhou Man coming down the stairs, he greeted her as if nothing had happened.
Zhou Manzhen pursed her lips, but didn't speak to Jin Beiseng. She didn't want to stay here for even a second, and wanted to go outside to take a breath of fresh air.
Seeing that she didn't pay attention to him, Jin Beisan also had an unexpected answer. He closed the book, stood up, walked while asking, "Where are you going?"
"None of your business." Zhou Manzhen said in an aggressive tone.
As if he didn't hear that, Jin Beisen pulled out a chair for Zhou Manzhen with a smile, "Sit down, you'll need to take so dicine after breakfast."
Zhou Weiqing's eyes narrowed, looking disdainfully at Jin Beisan's handso face, "I already said, I won't eat."
"If you don't eat it, don't even think about leaving this place today." Seeing Zhou Manzhen refuse a toast, Jin Beiseng's tone also beca stern.
Zhou Manzhen curled her lips, like a wounded rabbit, angrily staring at him. If looks could kill, she would have killed Jin Beiseng long ago.
After leisurely eating breakfast, Wang Ma brought out a bowl of Chinese dicine that was so bitter that it fell off its dregs. Zhou Manzhen discovered that Wang Ma's eyebrows were also slightly knitted. One could imagine how bitter this bowl of dicine was.
The dicine was still a bit hot. Wang Ma placed the steaming hot Chinese dicine in front of Zhou Manjing, who looked at the bowl of brown liquid with disdain, and goosebumps appeared all over her body.
Seeing this, Jin Beisen picked up the bowl of hot herbal dicine, "Drink it while it's hot, the cold effect won't be good."
"Jin Beisheng, drink it if you want, I'm not drinking it anyway." Zhou Manzhen frowned. The thing she hated the most in her life was drinking Chinese dicine!
Jin Beisheng turned a deaf ear as he brought the bowl of Chinese dicine to Zhou Manzhen's mouth. Zhou Manzhen rolled his eyes in anger, pushed with force, and because of his short temper during physique, he knocked over the bowl of Chinese dicine.
The scalding hot Chinese dicine sprinkled on the back of Jin Beisheng's hand, and the brown liquid quickly flowed along the back of his hand and sared on the sleeves of his clean suit.
Zhou Manzhen's forehead suddenly creased, she saw that the piece of skin on the back of Jin Beiseng's hand turned red, as if it was burned by that bowl of Chinese dicine.
Jin Beisen didn't lose his temper, but leisurely picked up the tissue on the table, wiped the back of his hand, and slowly called out, "Wang Ma, the dicine spilled, cook another bowl."
Wang Ma stuck her head out from the kitchen. She did not understand the situation and replied with a smile, "Alright."
But look at the atmosphere in the restaurant. Why is it so depressing? Wang Ma imdiately turned around and went into the kitchen to boil the dicine.
"Your hand." Zhou Man Zhen grabbed Jin Bei Sen's wrist and pulled him towards the washroom.
"Why didn't you dodge?" Zhou Manzhen felt a bit sad that her forehead was locked in place. She turned on the tap and pulled Jin Beisen's hand into the cold water to rinse it.
Jin Beisen raised his eyes, staring at Zhou Manzhen with a passionate gaze. The man's expression was cold, and his heroic face emitted a noble and reserved aura. Seeing that she was worried for him, the corner of his mouth finally curled up into a smile from the bottom of his heart.
"Are you worried about ?" The deep voice that sounded like a cello chord had a hint of small joy in it.
Zhou Manzhen pursed her lips, her face beca serious again, "I want to go and see Little Mo, can I bring him back?"
"Of course, I'll go with you." Jin Beisheng said with a smile.
"No need, you can go to work. I'm fine by myself." Zhou took his hand and saw that it was no longer red. He turned off the tap, picked up the reed glue from the dresser, and gently rubbed it on the back of his hand.
Jin Beisheng's heart froze. This woman's cold attitude made him extrely uncomfortable, but Lin Xingyan had always been a knot between the two of them. If they couldn't cross that line, their relationship would sooner or later be obliterated.
"Alright, then send a WeChat when you get there."
"Jin Bei Sen, don't worry, I won't be angry, at least in front of my children, I will continue to act with you, no matter what you say until Xiao Mo goes to middle school before we get divorced." Zhou Manzhu smiled as he dried his hands, not looking at Jin Beiseng's face. His smile was full of sarcasm.
Jin Beisen's eyebrows furrowed, his eyes dark and unfathomable. He twitched his mouth and suddenly said, "MANCHUN has been transferred to your na. From today on, you can go there to work."
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