Chapter 1287 Must Sleep Until You Beg For Mercy ([-])

Zhong's mother noticed the large and small bags of men's clothing brands in Xin Xiaoxiao's hand, and thought that Xin Xiaoxiao bought them for Zhong Qingyang.

Before Xin Xiaoxiao could speak, she was flattered.

Then, she said politely: "He has a lot of clothes, you go out with your friends, just have fun."

Xin Xiaoxiao frowned and looked at her old man.

Madam, with your eyes you can see that this is for your son?

"Auntie, you misunderstood. This is for my dad."

Xin Xiaoxiao told Zhong's mother unceremoniously that the clothes were not bought for Zhong Qingyang.

But she didn't say that the clothes were bought for Xiang Yiqing, she still has some sense of propriety.

As she said that, instead of looking at the embarrassing and disappointed expression on Mother Zhong's face, she freed one hand, took out a white plastic bag from her Chanel bag, smiled and said to Mother Zhong: "This is for him. bought."

Serve leftover baked sweet potatoes.

When Mother Zhong saw the things in the bag, she had a slightly embarrassed expression on her face, and she smiled unnaturally, "Oh, your dad still wears this brand, I didn't expect him to be quite fashionable."

She often buys clothes for his son, so she knows that Xin Xiaoxiao is carrying men's clothing from young brands.

What does this aunt mean, her father is very old?

Xin Xiaoxiao thought about it, and replied to Zhong's mother with a smile on her face, "My brother is only seven years old."

Mother Zhong nodded, "Yes, yes, my father-in-law is still very young."

Xin Xiaoxiao ignored Zhong's mother, took out her mobile phone, took several photos in succession, and sent them to her father.

Let him know that she came to the hospital to see his persistent good son-in-law.

……

It turned out that the dress was bought for her father.

It wasn't for Zhong Qingyang.

Outside the door, Xiang Yiqing arrived at the door of Zhong Qingyang's ward, just in time to hear the conversation between Xin Xiaoxiao and Zhong's mother, and heard Xin Xiaoxiao say that those clothes were not bought for Zhong Qingyang.

In his heart, he felt much more comfortable.

But I was still a little disappointed that I didn't buy it for him.

Maybe the little nurses just said that they might have bought it for him, so he really thought it was for him, but it turned out not...

But... this is not lost.

Why should he stir her to buy him clothes?Why expect anything?

Xiang Yiqing, what's wrong with you?
Leaning against the wall, Xiang Yiqing's mind and heart seemed to be tangled together with tens of thousands of ropes.

Can't solve, can't solve doubts.

I can't figure it out, I can't even figure out my own heart.

"Doctor Xiang..."

Suddenly, Zhong Qingyang's attending doctor came.

He opened his mouth to say hello to Xiang Yiqing, but Xiang Yiqing made a "shh" gesture to him with a guilty conscience.

The doctor immediately closed his mouth, gave Xiang Yiqing a "I understand" look, and then entered the ward.

Xiang Yiqing glanced inside, Xin Xiaoxiao was standing at the end of Zhong Qingyang's hospital bed, his eyes didn't stop, he immediately turned back, turned and left.

……

"Where's Dr. Xiang?"

"I didn't see it."

This guy is not in the consulting room, nor in the dormitory, where did he go?
Xin Xiaoxiao frowned and thought, and took out the mobile phone from her bag. This mobile phone was her last mobile phone. There was no stored Xiang Yiqing number in it, so she entered Xiang Yiqing's number.

Save first.

In the name column, she entered the word 'husband' without hesitation.

Then dial out.

The familiar ringtone of the mobile phone came from a distance. Xin Xiaoxiao was taken aback for a moment, then raised her head to look over, and the familiar tall figure came into her eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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