Billionaire's Cute Encoffiner Wife

The doctor looked at the wound on Mao Weijin's hand, and without asking more, he took her to the disposal room.

This doctor, Mao Weijin, met with him. He was the doctor who operated on Mo Youxuan when he was in critical condition and was pushed into the operating room.

Looking at the doctor sitting opposite her with medicine, Mao Weijin looked at him with adoration and said, "doctor, you are really fierce. You will see any disease!"

What Mao Weijin said is true. She worshipped doctors since she was a child. Because every time she was injured, her master would treat her wounds perfunctorily. She thought that if she could become a doctor in the future, she would certainly not treat her patients like this.

Looking at Mao Weijin and thinking that he cast a look of admiration and admiration, the doctor suddenly became a little embarrassed.

He has been a doctor for so many years. He has met numerous patients and is often praised by others. However, in the face of Mao Weijin's worship expression, his expression suddenly becomes somewhat unnatural.

He thought, maybe because of Mao Weijin's twinkling eyes like stars.

When the pair of eyes were watching, the doctor suddenly understood why he always had a special obsession with this girl.

"Doctor, do you take apprentices? What do you think of my qualifications? Can I inherit your mantle? " Mao Weijin is really envious and yearning for the profession of doctors, so even if she can learn a little fur, she thinks this life is worth it.

The doctor looked at Mao Weijin's serious expression, and he couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his hand to Mao Weijin and motioned her to put it on his hand so that he could apply medicine to her.

Just when Mao Weijin just reached out his hand, Mo Youxuan didn't know when he would appear by their side. Then he held out his hand and stopped Mao Weijin's hand. With a cold face, he said to the doctor, "I'll paint it."

The doctor immediately stood up to give way, and then while Mo Youxuan's attention was focused on Mao Weijin, he immediately walked out of the disposal room.

"Did I just say something wrong?" The doctor looks at Jian Yang at the door of the disposal room, puzzled.

Jianyang looked at the doctor sympathetically, and said to him in the tone of the past: "you are smiling too brightly."

"What?" The doctor was in a muddle.

"You don't have to understand too much. You just have to remember that in front of Miss Mao, you just have to keep a certain distance and be courteous and modest, and there is absolutely no problem!" With that, Jianyang is very confident and gives a thumbs up to the doctor.

Disposal room.

Mao Weijin looked at the back of the doctor leaving, his eyes fixed on the door, and his expression became a little lost.

Mo you Xuan looks at Mao Weijin's expression, eyes immediately gloomy a few minutes.

If the doctor just laughed at Mao Weijin so brilliantly that he had a bad feeling, then now Mao Weijin stares at the door with a lost face, which makes Mo Youxuan suddenly irritable.

Mao Weijin's attention was immediately aroused by the wild and displeased atmosphere. She turned around and looked at Mo Youxuan with a naive face. She asked in a low voice, "Mr. Mo, your face is particularly bad. What's wrong with you?"

Said, subconsciously raised another hand, touched Mo you Xuan's forehead, measured his temperature, and then touched his forehead to make sure that he did not have a fever.

Mao Weijin's action is natural and gentle. Her hands on her forehead are soft and warm, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Almost at the same time, moyou Xuan just had a restless breath disappeared, he was like a pet with fur, suddenly quiet down.

"It doesn't seem hot."

Mao Weijin mumbled a sentence to himself, then looked at Mo you Xuan's concern and said: "it's just in the hospital, or call the doctor to show you?"

"No need."

Mo you Xuan takes back the sight of looking at Mao Weijin, looks down at the wound on her hand, and then uses the medical cotton wool to dip the medicine, and gently smears it on Mao Weijin's wound.

When the cotton touched the wound, the little hand in the hand of Mo you Xuan suddenly trembled.

Mo you Xuan's hand action suddenly stopped for a moment, looked up at Mao Weijin's nervous expression, said faintly: "don't be nervous, there will be a little pain, just stick to it."

"Well."

Mao Weijin nodded his head cleverly, and then nervously watched the cotton wool wiping back and forth in his wound.

It's strange to say that in the past, Mao Weijin had not suffered a lot of injuries, but she had never been as delicate as she is now. She even frowned when she applied a medicine.

But now, imperceptibly, Mao Weijin has become like this, so she herself can't understand, don't know why.

However, when the cotton wool touched the wound and felt the pain when the medicine stimulated the wound, Mao Weijin unconsciously wanted to act coquettish to moyou Xuan.

Mao Weijin didn't know how this kind of psychology came into being. She only knew that it all happened naturally. She didn't think too much and didn't plan ahead. Everything happened naturally.

Why, why she would have such a sense of dependence on moyou Xuan, why she could not restrain her heart from speeding up the beating speed as soon as he approached her. Why did she always feel uncomfortable when she was paid attention to by his eyes.Why is all this?

"Do you have a fever? Why is your face so red? "

Mao Weijin is still in the wild, and hears the voice of Mo you Xuan. When she comes back to her senses, she suddenly finds that Mo you Xuan is bending over and looking at her eyes.

Mao Weijin's heart was startled, suddenly widened his eyes, staring at the nearby moyou Xuan.

Then, Mo you Xuan's face slowly leaned over and magnified infinitely in front of her.

And then his forehead was on her forehead.

That touch the moment, Mao Weijin felt as if her heart was about to jump out, and her cheek suddenly became hot.

"Sure enough, it's a little hot."

Mo you Xuan said, then straight up, the tone is very natural to ask her: "do you want to let the doctor come in to give you some medicine?"

"No, you don't have to..." Mao Weijin quickly waved his hand, "I, I, I am, I..."

Mao Weijin stammered for a long time and didn't say anything, so she simply covered her face with her hand, red ears and whispered, "I just Because Mo always leans too close to me. I'm a little nervous... "

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to... "

Listening to Mao Weijin's candid words and looking at her real reaction, Mo you Xuan's heart is like a ray of golden sunshine, which is very good.

So he stretched out his hand, put his hand on her head, gently rubbed her hair, his voice was rarely low and gentle and said, "that's good."

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