Prosperous marriage: sweet wife and sweet love

Chapter 401 His figure looks really lonely, it really makes her feel bad

Did he hear it wrong? Why did he propose to go to the hospital when he was so polite.

Anyway, her body is fine, Su Qian was a little worried, and the tip of her nose rubbed against his prickly short hair, and asked him carefully and softly, "Bai Mochen, you, what's wrong with you."

Bai Mochen intentionally only said half of his words, "I just remembered the gunshot wound on my arm when you mentioned it."

It won't really hurt the muscles and bones, but there are some sequelae. ! !

Su Qian's heart was raised, and she asked, "Bai Mochen, why is your gunshot wound still not healed, are you lying to me?"

"Of course not." Bai Mochen looked up, and he said, "It's my mother. She was afraid that my gunshot wound would have sequelae. She told me to pay attention to going to the hospital for more checkups. There was Liu who she contacted for me in the hospital." Doctor, but I seem to be so busy that I didn't go there once. Doctor Liu must have contacted my mother, and my mother should settle the score with me."

Su Qian breathed a sigh of relief, then raised her hand to thump Bai Mochen's body, and said viciously, "Bai Mochen, you are so weak-hearted!" It really scared her to death.

Suddenly, the dark clouds parted, and the sun shone into the car, making Su Qian's little face that seemed to be really angry more tender and charming.

Bai Mochen suddenly covered his body again, with a sweet and deep kiss, Su Qian closed her eyes, she couldn't escape.

Su Qian's hands were raised unnaturally, she had nowhere to put them, and finally her hands were sore, she had to put them down, and her hands hung on his back, as if hugging him.

After returning home from the hospital, it was already dark, Su Qian turned her head, and quietly glanced at a procuratorial report that Bai Mochen had thrown on the back seat of the car.

Of course, the situation is not optimistic. Bai Mochen's arm muscles seem to be damaged, and the recovery status is unknown. The doctor also said that it will not affect his normal life at all. The muscle damage is only very slight. If he is engaged in very delicate work It will have an impact, such as the high-intensity and sensitive operation of a doctor holding a scalpel.

Bai Mochen is a financial businessman, and it really doesn't have any impact on his life.

But Su Qian could still see that Bai Mochen had indeed been hit a lot. She remembered that he still played racing cars, and luckily he didn't compete with Mu Binglie today, otherwise it would be dangerous if his arm cramped halfway.

The car was a little quiet, still shrouded in a silent low air pressure.

The lights were not turned on, and the light in the car was very dim, so you could basically see the outline of the person. Bai Mochen's hands were still on the steering wheel, and together with him, he lowered his head in the darkness and sat motionless.

Su Qian was sure that Bai Mochen didn't seem to be able to comfort herself, she sighed quietly, obviously it wasn't that serious, if Aunt Fang Lin knew about it, she probably wouldn't be sad, normal life is completely free from obstacles.

I don't know why Bai Mochen was sad, and he didn't talk to her at all. After returning home, he parked the car here for a long time, without saying a word to her, or making a sound.

Su Qian just looked at him eagerly, she really hated that she couldn't comfort others, his figure looked really lonely, it really made her feel bad.

Su Qian raised her head several times, wanting to speak to him, but she was afraid that her voice would disturb him, so it seemed okay to let him be quiet for a while.

But, can he not be so sad, silent as if he wants to lower himself into the dust.

(End of this chapter)