Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

Ning Qiao's eyes flashed and looked at Dr. Song. Dr. Song nodded: "yes, master."

"Well, since you want to draw blood, draw it." Donglan Cang sighed helplessly and looked lovingly at Ning Qiao: "anyway, if you can't find anything by taking blood, don't think of other ways to trouble me."

"What is tossing? It's for your health."

Ning Qiao whispered and took the initiative to walk over and roll up Dong Lan Cang's sleeve.

Soon, Dr. song drew blood, looked at Ning Qiao, put away his things and left.

Ning Qiao poured a cup of hot water, fed Dong Lancang some, and sat by the bed to talk with him.

After a while, Donglan Cang was a little tired. Ning Qiao helped him lie down in bed and rest, and then turned and walked outside the door.

"Looking for children."

Walking to the door, suddenly came the tired old voice of Donglan Cang behind him.

"Huh? Grandpa, what else can I do for you? "

Ning Qiaoqiao stepped and turned his head. He saw the old man who had just closed his eyes and was looking at her with his eyes open.

"Look, no matter what decision you make, I respect you, you know?"

Donglan's old tired voice seemed to come from a far place, but Ning Qiao was severely shocked in his heart and nodded: "well, I know, Grandpa, have a good rest."

"OK, go back and have a rest." East LAN Cang looked at her and said.

"Bye, Grandpa."

Ning Qiao smiled, turned and walked outside and closed the door.

"Looking for a son, how's your father's illness?"

"Did you find anything?"

Donglanqing and donglanling standing in the corridor asked one after another.

"If you find anything, you can say it, so as to save everyone from worry and curiosity." Donglan Jin stood aside, holding his arms in his hands and lazily tunnel.

"Joe, did your people find anything? Is there any way to cure my father's illness? " Donglan Ling also asked.

Ning Qiao looked coldly at Dong Lan Jin and shrugged: "Dr. Song didn't find anything. It's still the same as before."

"Why didn't you find anything?" East LAN lington frowned.

"Looking for a son, really didn't you find it?" Donglanqing also asked. There was some faint displeasure and disappointment between his eyebrows.

It seems that these two people hope that she can find out something against donglanjin. Grandpa is already like this. They are still thinking about how to destroy each other. Ning Qiaoqiao doesn't want to stay more for a second. He said faintly: "anyway, my people haven't found out anything. If you two uncles don't feel at ease, you can arrange someone to check Grandpa, but now he's resting, You'd better not wake him. "

Then she turned to Uncle Fu and said, "Uncle Fu, where has Yu shaomo gone?"

"Miss, Mr. Yu went downstairs just now." Uncle Fu said.

Ning Qiao nodded, didn't say anything more, ignored the others, turned and walked downstairs.

"I'll see you off." Uncle Fu followed.

Donglan Jin looked at her back, a chill flashed in his eyes, and soon covered it up: "uncles, since Grandpa has rested, I'll go back first."

"Yes."

Donglanqing and donglanling nodded.

On the surface, everyone looks like a harmonious relationship.

"Little miss." When she reached the corner on the first floor, uncle Fu stopped her.

"Huh?" Ning Qiao turned his head and said, "Uncle Fu, what can I do for you?"

"I do have something to tell you, young lady." Uncle Fu stopped.

Ningqiao had to stop and asked, "what's up?"

"Young lady, in fact, the owner of the house fell ill this time because of yesterday." Uncle Fu frowned.

Ning Qiao was stunned and nodded gently: "I know."

She had guessed that after they met in the hall yesterday, Grandpa fell ill today. Needless to say, she knew why.

"I heard that the master of your family has met you. Young lady, do you want to go back to your house with him?"

Uncle Fu asked.

Unexpectedly, he would ask so. Ning Qiao was stunned and said, "he told me about going back to Jun's house yesterday. I..."

"Young lady, I have an unkind request." Uncle Fu suddenly interrupted her.

"What?" Ningqiao frowned suspiciously.

"Young lady, I hope you can stay with the owner. At least stay with her for a while. Although the owner doesn't say it, I can see that he is very worried, reluctant and doesn't want you to leave. Your mother's departure has already caused a great blow to him. Now you have come back and have to leave. The owner can't stand it."

Uncle Fu said.

Donglan's family had a hostile relationship with Jun's family. Now she knows that half of her body is Jun's blood. It must be very complicated for Grandpa. It's normal that he doesn't want her to go to Jun's family, but he is a high-ranking person for many years. Naturally, he doesn't ask her to stay, so he said that when she left just now.

"Young lady, anyway, the owner of the house is your grandfather. Now he is ill. Please at least stay with him for a while."

Seeing Ning Qiao didn't speak, he thought she didn't want to stay. Uncle Fu spoke sincerely.

Ning Qiaoqiao recovered and smiled: "Uncle Fu, take good care of Grandpa. I'll consider these things."

Walking out of the castle, Yu shaomo stood on the stone road not far away and said something to a man. Ning Qiaoqiao came closer and found that the other party was Jun Wuqian. He was a little surprised.

Hearing her footsteps, Yu shaomo turned his head and looked at her. Jun Wuqian was saying something. He also stopped and looked up at her.

"You're out. Where's your grandfather?" Yu shaomo looked at her and said.

"Grandpa has a rest." Ning Qiao's eyes flashed and looked at Jun Wuqian: "you..."

"Joe, Joe."

Jun Wuqian raised his lips to her and looked at her lovingly.

"You... You haven't left yet?"

Ningqiao asked.

She thought he had left.

"I said I would wait for your answer. You didn't answer me. How could I leave?" You have no modesty.

Ning Qiao looked down at the ground: "you... How did you come here?"

"I heard that Donglan Cang is ill. I should come to see him, but since you say he has rested, I won't go in and disturb him." You have no modesty, and your tone is light and authentic.

Ningqiao looked up at him and said, "I want to talk to you, can I?"

"Of course."

Jun Wuqian nodded, and his eyes could be described as eager.

Ning Qiao turned to Yu shaomo. The man raised his hand and touched her head. His low voice said faintly, "I'll wait for you first."

"Yes."

Ningqiao nodded.