How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1410 Little Pudding, Husband Calls You Home 127 You are very healthy, do you know that?

The doctors were already terrified. Hearing what she said, they burst into cold sweat and shook their heads hastily: "No, no, madam, you really think too much. Your body is very healthy, very healthy."

"You lied to me, uh..."

Seeing that she was about to cry, she heard a soft and weak voice from the man on the hospital bed: "Step by step..."

Pudding was taken aback for a moment, then ran over a few steps, sobbing: "Well, I'm here."

Mu Bufan didn't know when he woke up. Seeing her tearful and frightened, he raised his hand and gently rubbed her little head: "You are very healthy, do you know?"

Pudding's small mouth was flattened, and he nodded aggrievedly: "Mmmmm..."

In the same sentence, the doctors got the four words 'you lied to me', but what Mu Bufan got was the three words 'hmmmmm' without hesitation.

Several doctors expressed outrage.

Are they the professionals?Either you don't believe it, it should be them if you choose to believe it?
angry...

snort!
……

When Wu Qian came to the ward, the man was still asleep, his handsome face was thin and pale, without any trace of blood.

Pudding was lying on the side of the bed, resting his chin on one hand, and playing with the fingers of his left hand with the other small hand. The shining diamond ring on the ring finger reflected the dazzling light, which made people's eyes uncomfortable.

Cough lightly.

Pudding subconsciously withdrew his little hand, as if he was afraid that he would be photographed for evidence by playing with Mr. Prime Minister's fingers.

Turning around, she saw a woman holding a bouquet of flowers in her arms, wearing black leggings and a bottoming shirt, and a cashmere coat that reached her calves, walking over with the standard steps of a model.

If it wasn't for a mistake, she might be the one who was exposed that day.

Now the person bearing the name of Mrs. Mu is probably her.

Pudding felt a little guilty for no reason.

Wu Qian put the flowers in her arms aside, and politely nodded to her: "Hello, we meet again."

Compared with the image of the gentle and approachable big sister when they first met, this time's attitude is obviously much colder and alienated.

After all, at that time, the relationship between her and Mu Bufan was unknown.

Pudding didn't know what to say, so he nodded dryly: "Hello."

"I heard that Ah Ci is ill, so I'll come over and take a look."

When Wu Qian said this, her upper body was already lowered, her extremely slender and clean fingers gently slid across the man's handsome face, and she sighed, "Are you tired? For my family, for my survival..."

It was almost a whisper, but Pudding heard it clearly.

So, did he have to marry her because of his sister, in order to survive and protect his sister?
Badass!

He didn't have to marry her. Otherwise, why did he pass the wedding night even though he was blocked by his father?

Even if it's just to sleep with her for two hours.

He liked her, he must have liked her.

She doesn't listen to the others.

While she was not paying attention, he gave her a small look of disgust, turned around and picked an orange from the fruit basket, peeled it and ate it, comforted himself while eating, neither angry nor angry, her family name, Mr. Melon, liked her.

Before I finished a bite, I heard Wu Qian's gentle and indifferent voice: "I'll take care of Ah Ci. Miss Mu looks quite tired, so let's go back and have a rest first."

This is anti-client.

Miss Mu.

As if she was afraid that she wouldn't know that she didn't take this marriage seriously.

(End of this chapter)