MTL - Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Du Jiusheng stunned and his eyebrows glimpsed.

He looked out the window and looked at the falling snow, gently coughing a voice: "If it is winter, will it be cold is not normal?"

Luo dusted closer to some, watching him have some pupils that could not be focused, and biting his lips gently: "I didn't mean this."

Du Jiusheng hesitated a bit, and Luo Ding was even more nervous.

"I don't know too well..." His answer was a bit ambiguous and his eyes were a little erratic.

"Jiusheng brother..." Luo Dingchen suddenly felt that his hand was a little trembling, and his eyebrows trembled: "This is not too clear."

I don't know why, the deep fear in my heart is getting deeper.

There is always a feeling that my own script has been fixed, and this feeling is like a ghost, surrounded by her inner layer, so that she can't breathe.

"Don't be stupid..." He raised his hand and touched her head gently: "Nothing will happen."

Du Jiusheng is really afraid that he will be cranky, even if the question she asked is really similar to his physical condition.

"No." Luo dusted a little flustered and picked up all the inspection reports at hand, and fell silent.

Because Du Jiusheng was suddenly stunned with high fever, he not only did blood tests but also blood biochemical tests when he was admitted to the hospital.

Luo Dust compared the two checks, and I can see some of them.

“Does Jiusheng’s brother feel particularly tired recently?” Luo Dust dropped the report and took a deep breath, feeling that his voice was shaking.

She was very scared and was afraid to confirm step by step. The final answer was the same as she had originally imagined.

"There will be a little..."

Du Jiusheng seems to feel the tension of Luo Ding, and slightly blinked: "Is there any problem with the dust?"

"Not..." Luo Ding immediately shook his head: "Tomorrow's nine-year-old brother will go for a full physical examination."

“Tomorrow?” Du Jiusheng said with some hesitation: “I want to take you on vacation.”

“Don’t take a vacation.” Luo Dingchen said very firmly: “We are not going on vacation.”

Before you can figure it out, don't say it's a vacation...

Luo Ding felt that he didn't even have a mood to eat or sleep.

Don't be good, don't let the most fearful things happen in the heart, she feels that she has no courage to undertake this matter.

Du Jiusheng...

It is possible that something is sick.

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In the early morning of the next day, Luo Dianchen registered the project with the nine students through the relationship.

Some results can be made in a single day, while others are waiting for two or three days.

As a result of the day, Luo Dingchen looked at the list of items, and the brows were even tighter.

Du Jiusheng is sick and is a very rare disease.

Although there was no final decision, the moment that Luo Dust took the report, it felt like the sky would collapse.

This disease, in the plane she had stayed in, she did not save the person.

Today, time has passed.

It became a ferry and became the one she was most afraid of losing.

"Ah... oh... call..." Luo Dust took the report, half a squat in the door of the ward.

It was quiet all around and seemed to hear her crying voice.

Spread a little bit through the promenade, the air is filled with the mixture of formalin and alcohol.