Master Mo's beloved wife

"What should I think?" Qin Xiaolou instantly calmed down and looked at Mo QingHan calmly.

"No

“……”

Qin Xiaolou's heart suddenly rose a sense of frustration, as if no matter what she said, she was seen through by Mo QingHan.

What else did she want to say? Mo QingHan's mobile phone ring suddenly.

He waved his hand, his face suddenly became normal, and answered the phone, "Wei Wei?"

When Qin Xiaolou heard the name, her body froze, and her eyes were filled with envy and deeper things that she had never found.

Rolling intertwined, eventually gradually calm.

The other end of the phone seemed to say something. She only heard Mo QingHan ponder a little and say, "come here."

Tong Weiwei is coming?

This is her ward. Why should Mo QingHan decide?

Qin Xiaolou's mind tensed, a string suddenly broke, "this is my ward, if you want to date, please go to other places."

"Oh?" Ink light cold face is that pair of damn smile.

"Why, is my request too much? I'm a patient. I want to have a rest now. I don't want to see anyone else. " She said with a certain lack of confidence.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

The door was suddenly knocked.

Qin Xiaolou looked at Mo QingHan angrily.

Tong Weiwei pushes the door in.

Beautiful face with a generous and perfect smile.

Today, she was wearing a skirt with a little fragrance, full of happiness.

"Xiaolou, I was a little busy some time ago. I'm sorry to come to see you now."

She pushed open the door, went to Mo QingHan's side, and looked at Qin Xiaolou with a smile.

"Of course not." Qin Xiaolou returned an equally perfect smile.

"So, I let QingHan accompany you more. After all, he is your brother." Tong Weiwei leans on Mo QingHan's side, and her tender eyes sweep Mo QingHan.

"Yes? Thank you for your hard work. "

Qin Xiaolou broke his teeth secretly, but still didn't move on the surface.

"I don't know what's going on. After being injured, I'm very vulnerable to fatigue. Miss Tong, I'm sorry for the poor reception."

Qin Xiaolou yawned, "ink light cold, please put my bed flat."

Ink light cold smell speech, handsome eyebrow a pick, eye flash a bit of banter.

"I think it's better to wait."

“……”

Qin Xiaolou an angry eye knife toward Mo QingHan lost in the past, "I'm tired now, you have something to say in the evening."

Then he turned to the window and didn't look at the man and woman in front of him.

"QingHan, you didn't tell Miss Qin!"

Ink light cold hook lips, "not yet."

Qin Xiaolou pricks up her ears sensitively and listens to the movement of the two. What does Tong Weiwei want to say? Does she not send an invitation to her ward?

Think of here, her heart depression seems to have another layer.

"Dr. Wang, please come in."

"Hello." A middle-aged doctor in a white coat came in.

"Miss Qin, his medical skills are very famous. Many people want to see him, but they can't see him!" Tong Weiwei said triumphantly.

“……”

Qin Xiaolou stiff smile, "that is really thank Miss Tong."

"No, you're my sister, of course." Tong Weiwei hugs Mo QingHan's arm intimately with a smile on her face

"Light cold, why don't we go out and let the famous doctor examine Miss Qin?"

"Don't bother. Actually, my wound is almost healed." Qin Xiaolou said lightly.

"Xiaolou, don't be mischievous. This is the doctor Weiwei specially invited for you." Mo light cold frowned, "excuse me, doctor, please give her a check."

Daren Qing, she doesn't even have the right to refuse!

Qin Xiaolou was angry and laughed. In his eyes, she was just a person who made trouble out of nothing.

"No, Mo QingHan. I said that if you don't see it, you don't see it. If you want to see it, see a doctor yourself."

Qin Xiaolou has become a hairy cat. Once he tucks himself into the quilt, he doesn't care about people and things outside.

For a moment, the air seemed to be frozen, and even the air became stagnant.

"Light cold, am I..." Tong Weiwei tightened her eyebrows.

"Weiwei, I'll take you back first. You're also kind-hearted. I don't blame you." Mo light cold said gently, will Tong Weiwei sent out of the ward.

Waiting for someone to get out of the ward, Qin Xiaolou got out of the quilt and stared at them angrily, "where is a piece of kindness? It's a disaster

This incident is just an episode in ordinary life.

The next time, Mo QingHan how to do every day, or how to do, as if morning and dusk time general, punctual to her ward report.

It's just that I can't always sit beside her bed during normal working hours.

But at the door of the ward, there were a few more big men standing at the door with no expression on their faces, which scared the little nurse to death several times.

"Miss Qin, what do these people do outside? How do you feel so fierce

The little nurse pushed the car in, patted her chest, and asked in shock.

Qin Xiaolou shook his head helplessly, "ink light cold arrangement, that is to protect."

"Protection?" The little nurse widened her eyes, "can't someone harm you?"

Qin Xiaolou was stunned and subconsciously replied, "how can it be!"

All of a sudden, she seems to think of something, quickly seized the little nurse, "what do you say?"

"Miss Qin, I said that no one would want to harm you." The little nurse repeated inexplicably.

Someone's trying to kill her?

This idea can't help but make people take a breath.

"I see." Qin Xiaolou ended the topic without thinking.

Little nurse also want to ask, ink light cold has come in with soup.

Seeing the soup, Qin Xiaolou looked a little ugly.

It has been half a month in a row. If she continues to drink like this, she may be in a mental hospital in the second half of the month.

She was very curious about how Mohist kitchens could achieve so many tastes of bad food, and not duplicate them every day. She admired them.

"Today's soup is from the morning until just now. It should taste good."

Ink light cold one eye saw through her idea, the facial expressionless ground poured out soup.

She suddenly noticed an obvious scar on Mo QingHan's hand.

He noticed her sight and quickly shrunk his hand into his sleeve and put the soup in front of her.

"The temperature is right. Drink it."

Qin Xiaolou flattened his mouth, looked at Mo QingHan with a small look full of resentment, and reached for the soup in his hand.

Ink light cold see her drink, the corner of the mouth just had a little smile.

"I went to the company first. You have a good rest."

"Ink light cold!"

Qin Xiaolou couldn't help crying out to him. The idea just came out of her heart and grew into a big tree in an instant, which made her heart ache.

"Well?"