Yuan Qingling curled up and said with a heavy nasal tone: "If you want to scold, just scold me, but you can't beat me. If you dare to hit me, I will fight you hard. If you say something first, I didn't push her down the lake. It was her crazy person who dragged me down and pressed my head hard to prevent me from floating. I had no choice but to hurt her with a hairpin!"

She sniffed and felt very wronged. How could she meet a crazy woman?

"I know you won't believe me. You hate me. My breathing is wrong. If you like her, you will feel fragrant even if her feet smell bad..."

Yu Wenhao pulled her clothes with one hand and peeled them with both hands, "Shut up!"

Yuan Qingling's eyes were red and he said fiercely: "Press me again? Do you want to hit me again? I will die with you!"

After saying that, he rushed over and snatched his neck and bit it down.

"You crazy man!" Yu Wenhao was furious and reached out to touch him. Blood beads had already oozed out of his neck. He took off his outer clothes and threw them to her. "When will I hit you? Your whole body was soaked, and I took off my outer clothes."

"You can't be so kind!" Yuan Qingling looked at the outer skirt he took off and said firmly.

"Yes, I want to kill you." Yu Wenhao was so angry that his handsome face was twisted and ferocious by her.

Yuan Qingling wiped his face and said embarrassedly: "Then you said that, why are you mute when you tear my clothes?"

Yu Wenhao simply ignored her and turned around.

Yuan Qingling's nose was itchy and she sneezes a few more times, and it was indeed cold.

She slowly took off her clothes, "Don't look at me."

"The genius looks at you." Yuwen Hao said coldly.

Yuan Qingling quickly put the outer clothes on his body, wrapped it in his body and picked up the changed clothes, took out the medicine box and took out a Vitamin C and swallowed it. Then he twisted the clothes and wiped the wet hair, "I misunderstood you, okay? I thought you didn't believe me."

Yu Wenhao snuggled on the backrest without making any noise.

Yuan Qingling looked at him, "You believe I didn't push her?"

Yuwenhao didn't say anything.

Yuan Qingling stuck out his tongue, silence is gold.

This time is really unexpected.

Yuan Qingling wiped his hair for a while, then put down his wet clothes and asked, "How is King Huai's condition?"

He said, "Not good."

"Is it bad to be bad?"

"It's very bad." His face was depressed.

He looked at her, "Do you have any medicine to treat him in your box?"

Yuan Qingling said in embarrassment: "His disease is not that easy to treat."

"Yes, it's not that easy to cure." He said, closing his eyes and sighing heavily. It was just a casual question. He knew that tuberculosis could not be cured.

Yuan Qingling hesitatedly reached out and patted his shoulder, "Don't be sad, life and death are fate."

His eyes were straight, "I killed him."

Yuan Qingling was surprised, "How to solve this? What does his illness have to do with you?"

Yu Wenhao whispered: "Three years ago, I came back from the battlefield and brought three veterans to drink with him. However, unexpectedly, one of them had tuberculosis. No one knew at that time, and even the patient himself did not know. Not long after the drink, Lao Liu became ill."

Tuberculosis is a highly contagious disease, and droplets can be contagious. It is not surprising that you eat wine together, chat, drink and drink, and frothy mouth.

"He is sick for four people, and I and the other two veterans are fine."

Yuan Qingling nodded, "Probability, it doesn't mean that everyone will get infected if they drink together."

"What?"
Chapter completed!