Chapter 1548: 1578 How about being my wife of the President? 1

Chapter 1548, 1578, how about being my wife of the president? 1
"..." Mu Li was silent for a moment, and there was a little looseness on her angrily face, but in the next moment, she suddenly pulled her face down: "If you come on impulsively, don't stay in the isolation room. I kick you out. ."
After speaking, he grabbed the firework stick in his hand, bowed his lips and bent again. No matter how big a woman is, she has a girlish heart, and will be easily pleased by some seemingly meaningless childish things, and she, at this moment, can't see the bright fireworks above the sky, but was bought by a small firework stick. .
Well, is she too coaxing?
Suddenly, Xinhu was not calm, and only then remembered to say to him: "Happy New Year."
Then he raised the firework stick in his hand and smiled extremely brightly, bright and white, charming and charming...
Until the pyrotechnic stick in her hand was completely burned, she climbed into bed with satisfaction and went to sleep.
For a woman with a persistent fever and poor physical condition, she will be able to fight the countdown to the New Year's Eve.
However, both people’s mobile phones kept ringing, and various New Year greeting text messages flooded in. Mu Li replied two and was snatched by Yin Zhan’s mobile phone. He pressed the mute button and sat on the bedside with a low voice: "Sleep Let me reply for you."
"Just reply with the words Happy New Year. I'm so sleepy. You should leave here early. Don't wear protective clothing for a long time. Be careful of suffocation."
Mu Li couldn't hold it back, and closed her eyes contentedly.
I seemed to feel that this New Year’s Eve was very depressed, but not depressed. I opened my eyes, the starry sky was full, and I closed my eyes. There seemed to be a few pops in my heart. Shuai, thinking, did not forget to remind: "You quickly change a mask, if you are infected, you will die alone, I still have to live."
"Cruel woman!"
He laughed, then went out, disinfected, then changed a mask again, and returned to the isolation room.
Yin Zhan sat next to him, like an automatic reply machine, helping her reply to all kinds of group or individual New Year greetings, only to see the New Year greetings sent by Jian Yifan, without using the automatic reply machine, only ten words were returned: She has fallen asleep in my arms!
After sending it, he glanced at Mu Li, who was lying next to him and fell asleep. He did not hesitate to delete this message again without leaving a trace. After that, he pressed the shutdown button and put the phone next to him, gently. go out.
After a series of disinfection, the protective clothing was taken off, and the whole body was soaked. This clothing really made people breathless.
Yin Zhan went to communicate with the attending doctor and asked her about her condition and how to treat it.
For MERS, there are no vaccines and treatments, and doctors can only do their best.
Yin Zhan went home and took a bath. In the middle of the night, Mrs. Yin walked into his room with clothes on, worried.
"How is Xiao Li?"
"It's not very good, the situation has not improved, and it may continue to deteriorate."
Mrs. Yin sighed, worried about his grandson’s mother, and also worried about her son:
You’re not good at your own injury. Stay in the isolation room and wear protective clothing all day long. It’s not conducive to wound recovery. Infection, you have to be careful and careful, don't let yourself in too."
"Okay, old lady, I know it in my heart."
Mrs. Yin wanted to say something, but she stopped saying: "Then mom will not say it, do you have to go to the hospital at night?"
(End of this chapter)