Professor Bo is a wife protector

Chapter 111 Parenting Teacher

He Wanqian clenched her fists tightly, gritted her teeth, and despite Bao Chengyuan's humiliation, after putting Bo Nian to sleep early at night, He Wanqian walked to Bao Chengyuan's bedroom.

There was no light on in the dark bedroom, and the moonlight shone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a reflection.

Bo Chengyuan stood in front of the window in a bathrobe, holding a wine glass with his slender five fingers. After he drank, He Wanqian subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Come here." The man glanced at the door, signaling the person at the door to come to him.

He Wanqian clenched her hands into fists, walked slowly towards Bo Chengyuan, and finally stopped half a meter away from him, "How do you want to accompany Mr. Bo?"

Bao Chengyuan pursed his lips and gave a light smile, hugged He Wanqian into his arms, lowered his head slightly and pressed against the back of He Wanqian's neck and said softly, "Watch the moon with me for a while."

He Wanqian was a little surprised by Bao Chengyuan's performance today, but stood stiffly in his arms.

"Wanwan, how were you doing in those three years?" Bao Chengyuan rubbed He Wanqian into his arms, hugged He Wanqian tightly with both hands, and placed a light kiss on the back of He Wanqian's neck with his thin lips.

"Is Mr. Bo feeling guilty? Do you want to express your apology?" He Wanqian said indifferently. Bo Chengyuan's words at this moment were like a knife, reminding her of the three years of fleeing.

"Don't be shameless." Bao Chengyuan's gentle imitation of the three-point portrait showed its original shape within a few words. He turned He Wanqian in his arms and pressed it against the French window. It can be restrained with just one hand, and He Wanqian can't breathe with a little force.

He Wanqian grabbed Bao Chengyuan's hand that was clasped around his neck, and after coughing several times, he opened his mouth to beg him for mercy: "I...was...wrong, Bo...sir...sir."

Hearing the woman's begging for mercy, Bao Chengyuan relaxed a little, and dropped his hand from her neck to her shoulder, "Answer my question."

"I have a bad life. I hide from XZ every day. Occasionally, I meet someone on the street. I hide in someone else's shop and the kitchen is regarded as a thief. There are many forks in the streets of the Netherlands. I often get lost. When I first went there, I didn't understand the language, so I got lost. I often have to walk for a day to find the way back..." He Wanqian leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows with her head down, thinking about the three years of fleeing life, like a nightmare, and this nightmare was all thanks to Bo Chengyuan.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Bo Chengyuan patiently listened to He Wanqian's memories, occasionally wiping her tears with his fingertips when he heard a choked voice.

"Sleep here." At three o'clock in the morning, Bao Chengyuan was willing to let her go to rest, but the condition was to sleep in his bedroom.

He Wanqian obeyed obediently, yesterday he was too aggressive towards her, and she gradually became confused about this person's temperament, sometimes crazy and sometimes gentle, as long as she doesn't challenge his bottom line, at least these two years should be safe spend.

When He Wanqian woke up the next day, the people around her were gone, and they were nowhere to be seen downstairs. In the living room, besides Luke, there was a middle-aged woman with curly hair lying down.

"Hello, Mrs. Bo." The middle-aged woman came up to greet He Wanqian.

"Hello." He Wanqian turned to Luke, looking for an answer in his eyes.

"This is the childminder Mr. Bo found for the young master. On weekdays, if the wife has to go to work, she can help take care of the young master." Luke introduced, although Bao Chengyuan got into a temper with her yesterday because of He Wanqian, But today I got up early to deal with it.

"Say thank you to him for me." He Wanqian replied with a smile on his lips.

After talking, He Wanqian took the nursery teacher to Bo Nian's room. Bo Nian was still asleep. He Wanqian and the nursery teacher explained some precautions for Bo Nian, especially the matter that Bo Nian was allergic to mangoes.

When the explanation was over, Bo Nian had already woken up, looking at the extra women in the room, his eyes dimmed, and his mother was going to throw him to the strange aunt again.

"Nian Nian?" The childcare teacher tried to say hello to Bo Nian, but Bo Nian didn't respond at all. He just looked up at her and immediately lowered his head.

"Nian Nian." He Wanqian walked up to Bo Nian and called softly, "That's Auntie, let Auntie stay with you today, okay?"

Bo Nian has always been sensible, even if he obviously doesn't want a strange aunt but only wants his mother to be with him, he won't show it. He knows that his mother is always busy, so he has to be obedient and not cause trouble for his mother, otherwise she will be very tired.

"Okay." Bo Nian replied with lowered eyes.

"Nian Nian is so good. Mom will make you rice with seaweed when she comes back tonight." He Wanqian said with his forehead pressed against Bo Nian's. autism.

After having breakfast with Bo Nian, He Wanqian went to the hospital and started the first day of work.

Li Huaisheng assigned some patients to her from several other doctors, and arranged for her two assistants to perform operations, and asked her to follow some doctors to familiarize herself with the operating table. After all, she hasn't touched a knife for three years, and she really needs to be proficient slowly. one time.

The first operation was performed by Tang Cheng as deputy. The two of them worked together for many years, even after three years, the tacit understanding was still there. Even He Wanqian's proficient muscle memory made Tang Cheng feel that it was impossible for He Wanqian not to touch a scalpel for three years.

"Old He, you really haven't had a scalpel in three years?" Tang Cheng looked at He Wanqian in the disinfection room and said with a smile. Most of the surgery just now was done by He Wanqian, and she was more like a deputy.

"Really." He Wanqian replied with some news in the corner of her eyes.

"Who is going to do the surgery with?" Tang Cheng asked, she remembered that Director Li had arranged two rounds for her.

"I don't know him. It seems to be Doctor Zhu." He Wanqian only remembered his last name, not his full name.

"Zhu Xi!" Tang Cheng's eyes widened, and he was as surprised as An Ruoli three years ago when he called this person's name.

"What's wrong with her?" He Wanqian asked.

"I'm also a relative. I heard that she's been chasing Mr. Fu recently." Tang Cheng was no stranger to this phenomenon.

"The temper will not be with..."

"I just have the same temper as An Ruoli, and a dog looks down on people." Tang Cheng is a deputy chief physician at least, and he has to watch her face as a junior attending doctor every day.

"Aren't you the deputy director?" He Wanqian asked in surprise.

"The deputy director is not worth mentioning in front of related accounts." Tang Cheng said with a long sigh of relief, "Anyway, you should be careful."

"Yes." He Wanqian replied.

He Wanqian only met Zhu Xi in the operating room. She was very young, and she looked like a medical student who had just graduated less than two years ago. In two years, she was mixed up from a resident to an attending doctor. Such a situation is rare. Most attending doctors require five years of clinical qualifications.

"Are you the assistant Director Li arranged for me?" Zhu Xi looked at He Wanqian from top to bottom. Apart from the surprise on his face, his whole body revealed a look of poverty.

(End of this chapter)