Chu Danhua's face is rather ugly, and the beauty around her is also looking at the people with a frightened face. Seeing Chu Yan hurriedly climb out of bed, "little Lord, they --"

Chu Yan smiles slightly: "girl, I'm not wrong, you shouldn't --"

boom --

a loud noise, Chu Yan don't know what's going on, the whole house suddenly collapses The dust is rolling, and Bingyi has been holding dance tears to the hospital wall for a long time, avoiding the end of being covered with grey tiles. Xiao, her beauty and Chu, who is still cold in bed, are not in time to dodge. Chu Yan moved quickly....