Master Mo's beloved wife

Outside the window, the neon light of the city came in and fell on the side face of Mo QingHan, which made his face colder and colder, but there was a strange tenderness in his eyes.

A kind of gentleness only belongs to Qin Xiaolou.

Half light, half dark.

He leaned slightly, and dropped a tender kiss on her lips.

Outside the door, the little nurse covered her mouth in surprise, holding a notebook in her hand to record the patient's physical signs.

Everything is surprisingly quiet.

It's just a strange quiet night, but some people can't be quiet anyway.

"Come on, young master, let's go down, miss XiuXiu. You can go now!" Uncle Wang, Mo Fu's confidant, said anxiously to Mo XiuXiu.

Mo XiuXiu, who is supposed to be on the emergency operating table, is sitting in the ward, nodding and following the visitors outside.

Under the cover of the night.

No one seemed to notice their departure.

"Miss XiuXiu, this is the ticket to the United States overnight. The master has arranged it for you over there.

At that time, I will tell the young master that you will go to the United States overnight for treatment, so that no one will doubt it. "

Mo XiuXiu clenched her lips tightly, and her eyes were still lingering at the gate of benevolence.

"Let's go. If the young master finds out, it's not easy to explain!"

My confidant Wang Shula took Mo XiuXiu to the car that had been parked at the door.

Mo XiuXiu bowed her head and was pulled into the car.

"Bang!"

The door slammed shut.

Mo XiuXiu's eyes are still looking back at benevolence.

If my brother knew she was gone, would he miss her?

That day, my brother clearly said to forgive her, he was so good to her, she already knew that she was wrong, would he

The sound of the engine rings, and suddenly, it stirs up Mo XiuXiu's nerves.

"Uncle Wang, I want to get off!" She made a sudden noise.

"Miss XiuXiu, you have forgotten the master's explanation!"

"No, I won't go. My brother won't ignore me!" Mo XiuXiu's eyes are full of obstinacy.

Uncle Wang seemed to have expected it, and his eyes were lightly on her.

"Do you know where the young master is now?"

"Where is it?" Mo XiuXiu's eyes were full of tears. At night, it was like a crystal clear gem.

"Qin Xiaolou lived in Ren'ai yesterday." Uncle Wang said.

"You mean..." when Mo XiuXiu heard the name, her eyes suddenly burst out with hatred.

"Yes, at that time, even if the young master won't investigate, will Qin Xiaolou investigate? Now the young master has plunged into Qin Xiaolou's ward.

Miss XiuXiu, at that time, young master QingHan will have no place for you! "

"No way!" She did not want to deny, her voice trembled slightly.

There was a moment of silence in the car.

"The master said, you don't want to go. If you regret it now, it's as if it didn't happen." Uncle Wang sighed.

"No!" Mo XiuXiu's eyes finally took a look at benevolence and clenched her palm, "I'll go!"

The sky by the window gradually lit up, and the sky was still gray in the distance, like a piece of fuzzy ground glass.

Qin Xiaolou opened her eyes slightly. She had a regular sleep and would wake up naturally before six o'clock.

She raised her head, suddenly saw the ink light cold lying on the edge of the bed, eyes a Leng.

He closed his eyes. His eyelashes were long. The shadow of the sun fell on his eyelashes and set off his face like a character in a movie.

She didn't make a sound, and her eyes fell on her quietly.

Ink light cold seems to hear her movement, eyes suddenly opened, just and Qin Xiaolou's line of sight hit a positive.

Qin Xiaolou moved his head in confusion.

Mo light cold just smile, pose to get up, "hungry, I go to buy you breakfast."

"I..." Qin Xiaolou's face was a bit tangled. She wanted to ask him how he could be here, but even if he knew the answer, what would happen?

"Nothing, thank you." A sense of relief appeared on her face.

Ink light cold see in the eye, meaningful to turn away.

"Ding Ling!"

The mobile phone in my hand suddenly rang.

Mo QingHan takes out his mobile phone and picks it up. Li Guangming's voice comes out from there.

"Li Guangming, where are you now? Do you know XiuXiu is undergoing surgery?" The ink is cold and the sound is cold.

"XiuXiu?" Li Guangming frowned, "what happened to XiuXiu? I'm on a business trip in the United States now. There are a number of instruments in the hospital that need to be updated."

"You'll be right back."

"Good." Li Guangming sighed, "I really owe you Mohist."

"Mr. Mo, no, miss XiuXiu was transferred to the United States last night." Li Li came in a hurry and said anxiously.

"What's the matter?" Mo QingHan put down his mobile phone and frowned fiercely.

"It was said that the operation was not in good condition last night, so it was sent to the United States overnight. It is said that it was ordered by master Mo, so I didn't have time to inform you." Li Li explained.

"Light cold, what's the matter?" Li Guangming looked at the hand suddenly lost the voice of the mobile phone, asked suspiciously.

"It's OK. There's nothing for you here. Go and do your own work."

Mo light cold finish in a hurry, hang up in a hurry, lift foot to go to Mo father there.

"Mr. Mo, calm down!" Li Li comforted.

"I'm calm now." Ink light cold eyebrows flash meditation, turned to go upstairs.

The lights in the operating room were off.

Mo XiuXiu's room is empty and empty.

"And her doctor?"

"It's in the front office."

Li Li led the way in a hurry.

Qin Xiaolou waited in the ward for a long time, but Mo QingHan didn't show up. She touched her empty abdomen. Did Mo QingHan bring a breakfast with her? Why didn't she come back so long?

"Do you know? It is said that Miss Mo was transferred to another hospital last night. "

"Ah, isn't she always treated in our hospital? How can you suddenly transfer to another hospital? " Another nurse asked, puzzled.

"It's said that the disease is serious again. I saw Mr. Mo go to her doctor just now."

……

The sound outside the door came faintly to the inside.

Qin Xiaolou's heart sank slightly, and she wanted to get up. The severe pain in her abdomen made her sweat between her forehead.

She took a cold breath and frowned.

Outside the door, the sound suddenly stopped, and then the door was suddenly pushed open.

Mo QingHan is holding a bowl of porridge in his hand. Seeing the appearance of Qin Xiaolou, he immediately puts down the porridge and supports her thoughtfully

"You just woke up, the wound is not good, what do you do?"

Qin Xiaolou was a little surprised at the bottom of her heart. Although the person in front of her was really Mo QingHan, the surprise was still written on her face.

Mo QingHan quietly opened the porridge on the table, and the room immediately filled with the fragrance of porridge.

Qin Xiaolou felt that the congee was a little familiar. He looked up at Mo QingHan doubtfully.

He skillfully poured the porridge into the bowl, then gently blew it to her mouth