The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 243 Ou Yalan's Nervousness
After putting away the report and walking out of the hospital, for some reason, Zeng Li suddenly wanted to visit his mother Ou Yalan.

She didn't believe that the mother who had always cared for her so carefully would be the murderer who killed her biological mother.

He took a taxi and stopped in front of the hospital where his mother Ou Yalan worked.

Get out of the car and walk into the inpatient department. Ou Yalan is the chief physician of the hospital's cardiology and brain department. He performs at least one or two surgeries every day.When I am busy, I have to walk into another operating room when I get off the operating table.

Zeng Li came at the right time, Ou Yalan just got off the operating table.

Standing in front of the washbasin, he washed his hands and asked casually, "Xiao Li, why are you so free today, come to see your mother when you think about it."

Seeing his mother's loving appearance as always, Zeng Li was in a daze for a moment, smiled, and said, "The company just sent me a job, and I'm going to leave T City for a while, so I wanted to come and see you."

Ou Yalan paused for washing her hands, looked at her daughter standing behind her in the mirror, and suddenly turned around, "How long are you going to leave?"

"Ah?" Zeng Li was frightened by his mother's nervous appearance, and realized that he was a little too excited. Ou Yalan pulled the towel, wiped his hands and sighed with drooping eyes, "Mom just can't bear you. After growing up so big, staying here There are only a handful of days with mom, and now she has just come back and is about to leave, mom is getting older, and has no other requirements, she just wants her daughter to stay by mom's side, talk with mom, and go shopping."

"Mom, look at what you said."

Zeng Li took a step forward and took Ou Yalan's arm, "It seems like I'm not coming back, I'll come back to accompany you after finishing this list."

"How long will it take to finish." Ou Yalan shook Zeng Li's hand and walked to the desk together, the mother and daughter sat down on the chairs.

"One month at the latest." In fact, there is no list, it is just a tentative lie.

"Is that so..." Ou Yalan was still wiping his hands with a towel, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was calculating something.

Zeng Li knew that her mother was obsessed with cleanliness. Once at home, she saw her mother wash her hands for several minutes, and used up half of the bottle of hand sanitizer at home.

"Mom, what's the matter, Mom?" Zeng Li asked suspiciously, Ou Yalan came back to his senses, turned his head and looked over, with a kind smile on his lips, "No, I'm just worried about my daughter."

While speaking, Ou Yalan raised her hand to cover Zeng Li's hair, and stroked it lightly. With her gentle and kind appearance, one can tell that she is a good mother.

I don't know if it was Zeng Li's illusion, but she felt that Ou Yalan's gaze on her face seemed to be looking at something through herself.

"Mom, I'm over 30, I'm not a child anymore, you should worry about Huiyun more!"

When mentioning his sister Zeng Huiyun, Zeng Li suddenly heard the scene from that day.

"Mom, I saw Huiyun walking independently that day!"

The expression on Ou Yalan's face tightened, because of Zeng Li's words, some emotion quickly slipped by, but she didn't say anything, looked at Zeng Li, and waited for her to continue.

"I'm on crutches, although I can't walk fast. Mom, Huiyun can walk now!" Zeng Li's face was obviously surprised, but Ou Yalan said lightly, "Well, I'm doing rehabilitation, I'm worried about it, and I insist on it every day." Go to rehab."

Zeng Li...

"How could it be? How could Mo Zhiqian despise Huiyun?" He loved Huiyun so much. Back then, he often tormented her because of Huiyun's affairs.

After finishing speaking, seeing Ou Yalan's half-smile expression, Zeng Li suddenly felt a little guilty.

That night... in a daze... she kept calling Mo Zhiqian's name. After waking up the next day, she suddenly realized that the heavy breathing and suppressed humming in the receiver were from him...

(End of this chapter)