Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 201
In the municipal hospital.

The doctor also checked Grandma Qingzhi.

Qiao Renshan and Dong Yan took the bills to the front desk to pay.

"Doctor, what caused the asthma?" Qiao Yimo looked at the doctor calmly in front of the bed.

The doctor got up and said, "It should be allergic asthma. The old man just said that he drank honey almond milk."

Qiao Yimo nodded and stopped talking.

Allergic asthma is not a big problem. Generally, after the examination and medicine, you can go home and recuperate.

The phone beside her rang, and she looked at the lit screen.

"I'm going out to answer the phone."

Qiao Yimo's cold voice sounded, with a bit of complicated worry in it.

Qiao Yimo picked up the phone after walking to the stairs of the hospital.

Su Zhe's voice came from the other end of the phone, and he worried without trace: "Sister Mo, what happened to your Qiao family's banquet today?"

Qiao Yimo raised her brows and eyes slightly, charming and evil, her tone was light, "It's not a big deal."

"Okay." Hearing what Qiao Yimo said, Su Zhe stopped asking.

"I hang up first."

Just as Qiao Yimo hung up the phone, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of her eyes, and then a force suddenly pulled her into his arms, so strong that it seemed as if she was about to rub her bones into the opponent's arms, "Yimo... "

Leng Juan hurried to the hospital, and happened to see Qiao Yimo who was safe and sound at the stairs.

"You, why are you here?" Qiao Yimo touched the man's strong chest lightly with both hands, her delicate face was full of doubts and incomprehension.

Mo Jun and Bo Hua who came from behind looked at the two hugging with confused expressions.

Especially Bo Hua, he didn't seem to say that Miss Qiao was injured.

It's just that before he finished speaking, Master Tired hung up the phone
Moreover, both he and Young Master Mo couldn't keep up with Master Lan's car.
"Where does it hurt?"

The man's voice was low and cool, and his deep black eyes were fixed on the expression on the girl's face, for fear that he would miss her subtle movements.

"uncomfortable?"

Qiao Yimo frowned slightly.

Isn't she fine?
Seeing the suspicious expression on Qiao Yimo's face, Leng Juan turned his head to look at Bo Hua, his gloomy eyes were somewhat warning and threatening.

Bohua: "."

After going back and forth, Qiao Yimo finally understood, and said helplessly, "The person lying inside is my grandma."

Leng Juan's eyes were dark, he hugged her tightly with both hands, and murmured on the girl's shoulder: "That's good."

Qiao Yimo: "." What is it called?
Qiao Yimo's brows and eyes trembled slightly, her red lips parted slightly, and her narrow eyes were slightly smiling, "I'm a doctor, so nothing can happen."

Hearing this, the man moved his handsome face away from the girl's shoulders, stretched out his hand and pinched the tip of Qiao Yimo's nose, "Healers cannot heal themselves."

"I think it's chaos if you care about it." Mo Jun let out a deep smile behind him.

Qiao Yimo saw that there were Bo Hua and Mo Jun behind him, so she withdrew from Leng Juan's arms slightly, her expression returned to normal, "Go back first!"

"Sister-in-law, we've only been here for a few minutes, and we're starting to chase people away? The birthday gift prepared by Master Juan hasn't been checked yet!"

Bo Hua bumped Mo Jun's arm, "Young Master Mo, Miss Qiao's family is here, so it's inconvenient!"

Hearing this, Leng Juan's eyes looked at the girl with a bit of regret, and said dotingly and helplessly: "Well, go to bed early."

After finishing speaking, the man turned around and walked away with great reluctance.

Qiao Yimo's cold eyes suddenly flashed an unknown emotion, and her red lips moved, "I wonder if I'm lucky enough to see the surprise you prepared today?"

Hearing this, the man's ink-stained black eyes couldn't help but sink.

The moment he turned around, he looked at Qiao Yimo with dark eyes, with a smile in his eyes, "I'll wait for you."

Qiao Yimo hooked her red lips, turned around and said in a low voice, "Okay, be careful on the road."

"Yeah." Leng Juan's voice was lazy, and there was a deep pampering in the lazy voice. "

(End of this chapter)