The President's wife is a global sensation

Chapter 66 I will definitely cure your illness

beep……

beep……

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

"Hello, ma'am."

Tang Yimo frowned slightly: "Gao Ying?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Tang Yimo asked, "Where's your second youngest?"

Gao Ying didn't blush, and replied respectfully: "He's off to socialize, and the phone is here with me."

"Oh."

Gao Ying asked politely: "Madam, what is there to do with the Second Young Master?"

"When he's done entertaining, please ask him to call me back if I have something to ask."

Gao Ying hurriedly smiled and said, "No trouble, it's just that the second young master may be very late for socializing today, so he won't be back."

Tang Yimo thought that it was normal for Mo Yuchi to stay away all night because of his fame, so he nodded, "Oh... Got it."

Gao Ying panicked, why does the word "oh" Madam feel so ambiguous?

Gao Ying felt his scalp tingle, and hurriedly skipped the topic: "Why don't you ask me anything, I'll tell you everything, and I'll tell you everything."

"Your young master, is it really cold?"

Gao Ying: "..."

How would he answer this kind of medical expertise.

"Gao Ying?"

"Ah, well, I heard from the second young master that the eldest young master is really cold."

Tang Yimo asked doubtfully, "Really?"

Gao Ying didn't dare to ruin the second young master's good deed, nodded immediately, and insisted: "Yes, I suddenly remembered that I had taken some traditional Chinese medicine to dispel cold before."

"Okay, I get it."

Tang Yimo hung up the phone, looked at the sleeping Mo Xiqing, and frowned slightly.

His pulse was too messy, she thought that her medical skills were already very high, but she really couldn't diagnose what was wrong with him.

If it's not too late...

Tang Yimo's eyes were a little sad, she squinted her eyes, thinking, Mo Yuchi can't hurt her own brother.

If he said he was cold, he must be.

Maybe I didn't get used to acupuncture for the first time, so sweating was abnormal.

Just two more pricks.

"Let's do this today, I'll go wash up, and I'll write to you later."

After speaking, Tang Yimo got out of bed and walked to the bathroom.

At this moment, the man lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and his eyes were very deep.

He took a long breath to relieve the pain, and he didn't close his eyes again until the bathroom door rang.

When Tang Yimo came out, he held a hot towel in his hand and wiped his forehead and body.

After cleaning him up, I put his shirt back on.

Then lay down beside him.

Tang Yimo already had a cold, but he was already drowsy, but he didn't close his eyes.

Turning sideways, I happened to see his profile. Even a mask couldn't hide his appearance.

Especially the protruding Adam's apple, the lines are sexy and provocative.

Such a proud son of heaven should not lie here.

She closed her eyes, feeling more and more sleepy, and whispered in his ear: "Mo Xiqing, I will definitely cure your illness."

After speaking, Tang Yimo's breathing became even, and he gradually fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the man beside him opened his eyes again.

His pitch-black eyes seemed to be far away from the purest blackness in the world, and there was a little light in the darkness, dazzling like a star stone.

He turned his head to look at the woman who was sleeping soundly beside him, stretched out his hand, and covered her with the quilt.

Suddenly, Tang Yimo moved, her voice was soft, and she muttered: "Try acupuncture tomorrow."

"..."

(End of this chapter)