Black-bellied president, love is too much!

Chapter 222 Yang Yang's Birthday Present ([-])
The arm of Mu Ziyuan's hand holding the phone was still resting on Xia Haiqing's head. Xia Haiqing listened to what Mu Ziyuan said, a layer of pink floated on her pale face, and shyly put her head under his armpit Hidden.

Although Mu Ziyuan often said that Xia Haiqing was his woman in private, he often referred to himself as "your man", and Xia Haiqing got used to it.

But she was a little shy when she heard that Mu Ziyuan and others also used this title to refer to her.

Wang Zhenxiao laughed when he heard the words, he put down the case book and the black signature pen in his hand, and said, "Master Mu, I am a dermatologist, and dysmenorrhea is the job of a gynecologist!"

Mu Ziyuan's tone was flat, and there was a deterrent hidden in the magnetism: "Don't you claim to be an omnipotent angel in white? I will give you a chance to show your comprehensive talents."

Wang Zhenxiao choked.

This is what Wang Zhenxiao said five years ago when he accompanied Mu Ziyuan every day and was young and energetic.

Damn!Unexpectedly, he still remembers it now.

Mu Ziyuan continued:
"You are limited to come to the villa with the medicine within 10 minutes. If you don't come, all your funds for researching new diseases this year will be cancelled."

"You, you, you... this is Chiguoguo's threat!" Wang Zhenxiao slapped the table, "Running from the second ring road to the villa area on the fifth ring road, where is 10 minutes enough?!"

"Go fast!"

"Ten minutes on Highway 10 is not enough!"

"Then how long do you want?" He asked in an unhappy tone.

"At least... three to 10 minutes." Wang Zhenxiao raised four fingers, curled up another weakly, and left three fingers.

"25 minutes, if you don't come, the Foundation will give you a medical competitor!" Mu Ziyuan glanced at the time on his watch, "It's [-]:[-] p.m., start counting!"

"I...Okay, deal!" Wang Zhenxiao swallowed back what he was about to say, and continued, "If I walk there in 25 minutes, you will have to appoint me for this year's medical subsidy fund!"

Mu Ziyuan said lightly: "It can be considered."

Damn!Those who are rich are ancestors, for the sake of the fund, bear with it!

"Wait!"

Wang Zhenxiao dropped two words, then quickly hung up the phone, stood up from his seat, before he could take off his white coat, he turned into a gust of wind and ran out with the medicine box.

The new year has come to a critical moment to fight for funds, we must not lose the chain, we must serve this ancestor well.

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Xia Haiqing waited for them to finish the call, then raised his head and smiled: "You two have a good relationship?"

Mu Ziyuan tightened his arms around her: "Fortunately, I suffered from serious skin diseases before, and Wang Zhenxiao is my doctor in charge."

Xia Haiqing raised his hand to touch his handsome and profound face, and said with a smile, "Really? You can't see it at all."

Mu Ziyuan grabbed her hand and put it on his lips and kissed her. Mo pupils flickered, and he said seriously as if joking:
"It's fine now, of course I can't see it. You used to be ugly, Haiqing. If I don't have this handsome skin one day, will you still stay by my side?"

When he asked this question, Mu Ziyuan was a little sour, and even more worried. He stared at Xia Haiqing's pink mouth, suddenly a little afraid that she would say something that would make him feel cold.

Xia Haiqing also looked at Mu Ziyuan, with a faint gleam in his eyes.

If you don't have the handsome skin, will you still stay by his side?
She suddenly thought of Zhou Xingchen... Zhou Xingchen disfigured her face twice for her sake.

The first time was when Zhou Xingchen got an ugly scar on his handsome face by a gambler in order to save her. The second time was when Zhou Xingchen got into a car accident and was burnt beyond recognition in order to make money to help Xia’s mother repay her gambling debts. die.

(End of this chapter)