The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

Qu Cunzi smiled and grabbed her hand, and said affectionately: "Xiaobao, listen to Dad, let's go back and rest first."

The two walked out the door hand in hand, Li Kun immediately withdrew her hand.

The smile on Qu Cunzi's face disappeared, and she returned to her usual faint look: "Let's go, I'll take you home."

She shook her head: "No, I'll go back by myself."

These days in the hospital, she went out with him every day, but she never let him pick her up.There is no need for that.

He didn't care: "There's no need to guard me against thieves. Don't worry, Doctor Fang, I don't have any evil intentions. Besides, I already have a girlfriend..."

"I know, Jiang Biwei, right?"

"Yes, you have seen it several times."

Jiang Biwei!Jiang Biwei!

Qu Cunzi made a bet with his father that within a year, his father would definitely have a grandson.

Could it be that Jiang Biwei is pregnant?Otherwise, where did he have such great confidence?

She also laughed: "Mr. Qu, don't worry, I will do my best for tomorrow's operation. When Mr. Qu is discharged from the hospital, I will be very happy to attend your wedding."

"Of course, my dad wants to hold his grandson like crazy. I will never let him down this time."

"Then I congratulate you in advance."

"Doctor Fang is polite."

She turned away.

This time, he did not say goodbye to Qu Cunzi.

One is Mr. Qu, and the other is Dr. Fang—why bother to be perfunctory.

I hurried home, parked the car, and wanted to get out of the car, but lost my strength and leaned on the steering wheel for a long time——Qu Cunzi was getting married, and Qu Cunzi might have a child.

She had never thought about this question before.Didn't know this question was so scary.

However, she didn't allow herself to think too much, and quickly pulled herself together: What does it matter to you that people get married?Is it still not allowed to marry?

She shook her head, shaking away all the distracting thoughts in her mind: nothing is important, the way to concentrate on doing tomorrow's operation is king.

Qu Lao is the most important!

As long as Qu Lao can survive, who cares who Qu Cunzi will marry?

It was a tense operation.

Doctors and patients are all inside, no one knows their mood.

The medical room is claimed to be the top in Asia, and it is at the forefront in terms of equipment and medical concepts.In private, the Qu family even thought it was a well-deserved world-class private clinic.In the past ten years, the Qu family has invested billions of dollars in scientific research.

The chief surgeon was appointed by Qu Lao, and all the cooperating assistants were appointed by Fang Likun.This small team with only half a month of running-in time started a very special brain surgery here today.

If it succeeds, it will be a remarkable achievement in the medical field; but if it fails!

The four siblings of the Qu family were waiting at the door early in the morning. No one spoke, and they were surprisingly nervous.Even Qu Cunfang, who has always been a general, was silent.Occasionally, the third child wanted to ask her a few words, but when he saw the elder sister's expression, he couldn't speak.

Time passed by, and the door of the operating room was tightly closed.

Qu Cunzi went to the door a few times and then came back.

His fists were clenched together unconsciously, very tight.The phone rang again and again, but he didn't answer it. At this time, he didn't want to talk to anyone, and he didn't want to respond to any inquiries from relatives and friends.

He's just nervous.

Father's surgery?Fang Likun's medical skills?

He crossed his fingers and walked up and down.