Black fans and idols are married

Chapter 929 He Didn't Come Back 15
Qian Ming's facial expression twitched, and he raised his head in horror.

With delicate facial features and a slender body, when she smiles, she is as bright as summer flowers.

This face...he will never forget it!
Oh my God!
Su Xiaomo!
This name, to him, is like a demon king, an unforgettable fear!
Qian Ming hugged He Jiayu's thigh cowardly: "Doctor He, Senior He, help me!"

He Jiayu coughed, "Get up and talk first."

"No, no, if you don't save me, I won't get up!"

"I'm going! You're such a scoundrel! What I hate the most is patients like you, who dare to threaten the doctor, bully the weak and fear the strong! It's people like you who make the doctor-patient relationship tense!" Su Xiaomo said sternly, Qian Ming pulled He Jiayu's pants desperately, "Doctor He, why is this big devil here?"

He Jiayu: "...She is my wife."

Mrs?Which lady?The wife in the meaning of wife?
Qian Ming despaired, and remembered the fear of being dominated by Su Xiaomo in those years...

It's over, it was a one-sided beating back then, and now it's going to be a couple's mixed doubles meow?

"Let me live." Qian Ming pitifully begged for mercy.

He Jiayu had no choice but to pull him up first, "Momo didn't mean anything malicious, she thought you were going to hit me."

Qian Ming asked stupidly: "Ah? Dr. He, do you still rely on her for protection?"

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is really the case... He Jiayu asked a little: "It is so."

Suddenly Qian Ming was no longer afraid of him, and patted him on the shoulder sympathetically: "Doctor He, I blamed you wrongly, so you were also the one who was squeezed by slavery."

Hey, hey, to actually dare to marry the Great Demon King, really brave!
Su Xiaomo crossed his waist: "Hey, what do you mean!"

After seeing Qian Ming's face clearly, she had a flash of inspiration: "Hey, Pigman? You've become handsome!"

Qian Ming laughed dryly: "Really...hehehe..."

"Yes, yes, it's like surgery! Where did you get the face-lifting injection?" Su Xiaomo asked enthusiastically.

Qian Ming yelled: "I used to be ugly because I was fat, now I'm handsome when I lose weight!"

Su Xiaomo glanced at him blankly: "Why are you so fierce?"

Qian Ming immediately faltered, subconsciously having the urge to kneel down to Su Xiaomo, Orz.

"Ahem, you are not depressed, nor are you irritable, maybe you are overindulgent..." He Jiayu patted him on the shoulder.

Qian Ming broke through the door in shame, and before leaving, he didn't have the courage to look at Su Xiaomo again.

After he left, He Jiayu pulled him onto his lap and sat down with a gentle smile, "Did you know that person just now?"

"A junior high school classmate..." Su Xiaomo rubbed his head, a little embarrassed.

Let alone the dark history of those years...

She reached out and poked He Jiayu's face: "You seem to have lost weight again."

"Is there? Maybe the hospital food is too bad." He Jiayu didn't care, "Where's Chuchu?"

"Bring it to the confinement lady. I made an appointment with a friend nearby, and I will stop by to see you." Su Xiaomo grinned, "I'm leaving, you work hard! Come back early to warm the bed for me~"

He Jiayu smiled: "Okay."

The sunlight that day was warm and warm, and He Jiayu's smile seemed to melt the ice.

It's just that Su Xiaomo never waited for He Jiayu to come back that night.

There was a flu, and Yucheng's first case was sent to the hospital where He Jiayu was.

That night, all the medical staff involved in the treatment were quarantined.

(End of this chapter)