CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

Shen Qingqing looked at the steamed stuffed bun with puzzled eyes, "Mo Mo, what do you want to do with this?"

"I need to know if Uncle Lin's pet hospital is a doctor of grass bag or not. What should I do if I kill Abramovich?" The cold words changed the childish tone of his daily life. He spoke clearly, and even could hear a trace of disdain from his words.

"Mo Mo, don't talk nonsense. Uncle Lin's friends must be very reliable. He will cure Abramovich!" Shen Qingqing thought that he was a child, and said with a frown.

"It doesn't matter. We're going to the Mengchong hospital in the west of the city. The doctors are excellent. My friend also came back from studying in country a, and has rich clinical experience." Lin Zihan said lightly.

Leng Yanmo then put away his mobile phone, holding Abu in his arms and looking out of the car window stubbornly, he could not see anything in the dark at night, but he just didn't want to see Lin Zihan.

Shen Qingqing thought that he was worried about Abramovich. He grabbed his fleshy hand and infected him with his warm palm.

After arriving at the hospital, Lin Zihan's friends have been waiting for them in the emergency room. They coldly put Abu on the consultation table and anxiously asked, "uncle, is Abu OK?"

The doctor took a stethoscope to listen to Abramovich's stomach and said briskly, "it's OK. It should be that I ate too much last night and my stomach didn't digest. Puppet cat is a delicate stomach, usually must pay attention to diet, too much or too little are not

Shen Qingqing remembers that she gave a whole piece of chicken breast meat to Abu last night. When she saw that Abu was still looking into the pot after eating it, her heart was sprouted by those big sapphire eyes, and she couldn't help giving him another piece. It turned out that she had eaten too much

It seems that her daily task is not only to take good care of the cold words and Mo's diet, but also to take good care of the little cat's intestines and stomach!

"I've given it an injection of gastrointestinal medicine now, and it should get better after that." The doctor explained patiently.

Lengyanmo looked at the weak lying on the table of Abu, pouting a small mouth, said softly, "then why does it look so uncomfortable?"

"It should be vomit more collapse, I just heard its stomach is still purring, if it will vomit later, let it vomit, all vomit out." The doctor touched the hair on Abramovich's head and exclaimed, "what a beautiful kitten. It's the first time I've seen such a beautiful cat since I've been a pet doctor for so many years."

After hearing this, Mo raised his proud face and snorted, "of course, Abramovich is a class match puppet!"

After Shen Qingqing paid the medical expenses, she took lengyanmo and Abu to the ward. Abu's white paw was wrapped with a tranquil needle and he was lying weakly in the hospital bed.

Lengyanmo sits next to Abu and guards it quietly, while Shen Qingqing and Lin Zihan sit on the chair and chat.

"Elder martial brother Lin, why don't you go back first? You don't have to wait here with us. I think this bottle of medicine will be finished tomorrow morning. Do you have to go to work tomorrow? Go home and get some sleep Shen Qingqing is very embarrassed to say.

Lin Zihan smile helplessly, looking at her eyes full of doting, "Qingqing, tomorrow is Saturday!"

"Oh! I am too confused to forget that tomorrow is Saturday She patted herself on the forehead, trying to be sober.

"If you are sleepy, you can sleep for a while. Elder martial brother will be your pillow." Lin Zihan's voice is gentle and soothing, which makes people feel at ease.