Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

The lights in the ward were a little dim, and the air was filled with the aroma of gardenia flowers outside the window.

Luo Ding took a book and sat in front of the hospital bed and said: "There was a very beautiful princess in the past. She has a lot of people who like it, but her stepmother is especially bad for her. The face of the princess is beautiful, but the scenery is beautiful. In fact, it was tortured every day by the stepmother..."

"Dust..." Du Jiusheng leaned against the faint light and shouted her name.

“Ah?” Luo Dust gently lifted his eyes and shook his eyes slightly: “Does Jiusheng’s brother not like to hear this story?”

"Do you have a nine-year-old brother who is a child?" Du Jiusheng’s mouth raised a good-looking curve: "I want my family to smash my sleep..."

"Isn't my brother sleeping well?" Luo dusted the book and put his elbows on the bed. He looked at him and said, "Why didn't my family's nine-born brother sleep?"

He lifted his right hand gently, and his slender fingertips crossed and touched her cheek: "You look good about the story, I can't bear to close my eyes."

At this moment, Luo Ding felt his nose sour and his tears almost fell.

She licked her lips slightly, and even the frequency of breathing slowed down.

Because she is afraid that she will breathe in a big mouth, tears will fall unconsciously.

I really hope that everything can be frozen at this moment. I have never got sick, and everything has not happened.

At this moment, there seems to be an idea in her mind.

When Du Jiusheng was cured, his surgery was successful, and she could repent on the spot to promise.

The so-called promise is nothing but a verbal agreement. She is not a saint, and she regrets how it is.

As long as Qiao Yan can succeed, how about elopement in the 21st century?

These are nothing to her, nothing can be considered...

Her heart is only worried about whether Joe can save him...

"Jiusheng brother will always be with me right?" Luo squatting on the edge of the bed, try to let his own squatting, do not let Du Jiusheng see her expression.

Now she is afraid to look at him, as if she is looking at it for a second, her tears will fall unconsciously.

Really really sad...

"I want to live so hard, maybe not to be greedy for everything in this world." Du Jiusheng smacked her head and said: "It is all the time to be with you."

"Then we..." When Luo Dust said these three words, he found that his voice was sobbing, but she still finished her teeth.

She is afraid that if she doesn't finish it, she will burst and cry in the next second, and she can't say a word anymore.

"Then we... then can we live this world, at least this world must be finished..."

After listening to the sound of the dusty, soothing voice, intermittent words, Du Jiusheng suddenly silenced.

He knows his body well and knows what kind of illness he is.

Although it is not involved in the medical field, it also knows what kind of disease mnd is.

How low is its cure rate, and the condition is raging, especially critical.

"If... I mean if..." Du Jiusheng still touched her head gently: "If this time there is really no way, let's agree on one thing?"

"what? What?"

"We must be in our next life..."

"Don't don't don't want to--" The next second, Luo Dust suddenly slammed, and looked at his face with tears and eyes: "We may... no next life..."