Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

[264 A Bowl of Chaos, Two People]

Nangong Mo cast his eyes on Han Ze, "Is there any problem with Xiao Tou's body?"

"The high fever is gone. I'll be fine if I wake up tomorrow." Han Ze put down his medical records and walked up to Nangong Mo with a stern look, "Boss, the three 10-minute leave you asked for is over. Go back to the bed right away. Check it out for you."

Nangong Mo said helplessly, "I'm fine."

Seeing this, Zhizhi pushed Nangong Mo back into the ward with Han Ze, and after tossing and turning, he went back to Xiaoshitou's ward.

After closing the door of the ward, in this environment full of disinfection, she always felt that she could smell a faint smell of blood on her body.

It's his blood.

Even though her body was not stained with blood, and the pair of blood-stained shoes were thrown away, she could still feel the smell.

So thick, so fishy.

Zhizhi walked into the bathroom, unscrewed the water pipe, looked at herself in the mirror, and washed her cold hands over and over again.

In the mirror, there was Nangong Jue staring at himself with pain.

She closed her eyes tightly and turned off the water source.

The world was still, and his image disappeared completely.

After Zhizhi dried her hands, she was stunned for a while, then raised her hands, and wiped away her tears by the way.

It's easy to decide.

Not painful, but too difficult.

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When Meng Yao arrived at Lu Qianning's ward, he didn't hear any movement, so he moved and asked softly, "Is Qianning awake?"

Lu Weiben was leaning on the chair, and when he saw Meng Yao coming, he said: "Qian Ning is still sleeping, the old lady is here to look for me, right?"

Meng Yao nodded, walked slowly to Lu Wei's side, sat down straight, and whispered: "Back then, Diderot and Nangong's family had a grudge because of me. In that accident, Xiaolan died. Mr. Lu , in your heart...you probably hate me, right?"

Lu Wei laughed, "I've lived for a long time, and I take many things lightly. I don't remember the feeling of resentment. It's just that I don't want to see the Lu family become more and more dilapidated, with no successors."

Meng Yao sighed, "I understand."

Lu Wei looked into Meng Yao's eyes with disdain and confidence.

This woman, now coming here to say these words, has already proved that she already knows about her deception for Qian Ning.

She didn't expose it, and she won't expose it.

When the Nangong family suffered a catastrophe, Diderot used a plan to sabotage the deal. In that battle, the Nangong family was defeated, the casualties were horrendous, and the losses were so serious that even the head mistress of the Nangong family and the most outstanding young master were taken away. , nearly died!

It was a painful memory for the Nangong family, but apart from Nangong Zhan and him, very few people knew that the fuse of Diderot's grievances with the Nangong family was Meng Yao.

Xiaolan's death was definitely a trauma and a blow to Nangong, but to Mengyao, it was a regret that could never be made up, an abyss in the bottom of the earth.

Lu Wei is well versed in this principle, so he used this rough trick so decisively and arrogantly, because he knew that even if he was discovered, someone would bury him for him.

Although the old lady Nangong is blind, she was also the mistress who dominated the Nangong family back then, so her ability to handle affairs should not be underestimated.

Lu Weiwei smiled silently, and said, "The Nangong family headquarters meeting will be three days away, right?"

Meng Yao nodded, "At that time, I will take Master Lu, you and Qian Ning, and explain clearly to Nangong Zhan, and get back the projects in arrears with the mine."

"Where can Qian Ning and I participate in the Nangong Headquarters Conference?" Master Lu coughed, "I heard that the military is heavily guarded, and outsiders are not allowed to enter."

"Qian Ning entered the headquarters as Ah Jue's fiancée, and Mr. Lu, you are the father-in-law, so why can't you participate?" Meng Yao stood up, with a decisive tone, "This is also my confession to Qian Ning."

Lu Wei was satisfied, "Ma'am is all for the Lu family's sake, I really... deserve it."

"Master Lu, we will be a family from now on," Meng Yao paused, before saying, "There are some tricks, let's save them."

Lu Wei sneered, but his words were sad and pitiful, "Recently... I miss Xiao Lan very much, I often dream of her hugging my leg and calling me Grandpa, and I thought of her unwillingness to die, so I came up with such a thought... ..."

"Forget it," Meng Yao interrupted him, sighed, "I have no right to blame you, Ah Jue, just leave it to me to solve it slowly."

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Little Shitou woke up, although it was only a short time, but Zhizhi finally let go of his hanging heart.

Shitou opened his eyes and saw that the first question Zhizhi asked was if there was anything wrong with the mine. Zhizhi took out the ore transportation order he had been carrying all the time, and comforted him with a smile, saying that it was all right. fell asleep.

Knowing and understanding, Xiao Tou just subconsciously wakes up from excessive mine tension. His body is still very weak and needs to rest. After all, for a child, staying up for two days and two nights is a great consumption of the body.

She didn't say anything, she sat on the edge of the bed guarding the stone, looking at his sleeping face, she didn't want to sleep, and couldn't sleep.

This watch lasted all night.

Zhizhi didn't close her eyes and guarded the stone, Nangong Mo also came in the night to accompany her, no matter how much she tried to persuade her, she couldn't persuade her to leave.

"Zhizhi, don't be too unreasonable, just let me, the father, do a little bit of duty, okay?" Nangong Mo sighed countless times, Zhizhi didn't chase him away.

In the middle of the night, Zhizhi was hungry and said he wanted to eat wontons, so Nangong Mo called to order takeaway and ordered two bowls.

But I don't know if the takeaway made a mistake or it was too late at night, so only a small bowl was delivered.

It is very fragrant and attractive.

Zhizhi swallowed, and gave the wonton to Nangong Mo, but he shook his head unwillingly.

When she was eating, he suddenly came over and insisted on competing with her to eat.

In the end, she had no choice but to pass the chopsticks to him impatiently, you take a bite, I take a bite, a pair of chopsticks, a bowl of chaos, the two of them spent the night peacefully and warmly.

In the morning, Zhizhi found that he was sleeping on Nangong Mo's shoulder. Nangong Mo was sleeping on the bedside. He held Xiao Shishi's hand with one hand, and the big hand covered the small hand. He also had a fair complexion. He was slender and noble. His hands, like a tolerant harbor, protected the small stones neatly, without missing a single bit.

After Zhizhi moved, he woke up, sat upright, and the haze in his eyes disappeared in just a few seconds.

"I know, will you marry me?" He said suddenly.