After the death of the person, the heart transplant gave Ling Xiao, perhaps what is tricky.
"They should have started to check, we can't intervene," Raymond said.
Fu Hanzhen: "It is enough to keep an eye on progress."
"Right, there is one more thing..." Raymond called Fu Hanyu, who was ready to hang up the phone. Some people said with a funny voice, "Two little three less, and Dr. He, today I met with a sneak peek."
Fu Hanyu frowned, "I know."
They met sneaky, and all of them were related to him.
Sure enough, I have been too busy recently.
He hangs up and calls back to the bedroom, Gu Weiwei has already finished bathing and sleeping in bed.
He habitually held people in his arms, staring down at the girl's quiet sleep, sighing insignificantly.
"Slightly, what are you still wondering?"
She only likes her in the center of his eyes, but she always seems uncertain, he really likes her.
Even if he has said that she has loved countless times.
Even if they are ready to get married.
She always seems to be skeptical that his feelings for her are not deep enough.
Early in the morning, the alarm rang twice, and Gu Weiwei rolled over and lazily, reaching out and holding his waist in his arms.
"what time is it?"
"You can't get up again, you have to catch up with the plane." Fu Hanyu reminded.
Gu Weiwei sighed distressedly, climbed up and washed and changed her clothes. She simply took a breakfast and went to his car. She sent her to the airport by Fu Hanzhen.
When Joe Lin received the call, he came directly to the parking lot to pick up people.
Just took the baggage, and after a few steps, I heard the artist who came behind him screamed.
"Uncle Fu!"
He turned his head and saw that his artist was facing Fu Hanqi, who was about to get on the bus. He put his hands on his head and put a big love.