Godly Arrogant Son-in-law

After signing the contract, general manager Ling personally sent Mo Qingcheng back to the hotel.

Opening the door of the room, Zhou Qing rushed over with a cheerful face.

"My wife has worked hard!" Zhou Yi, who came to the city, took over his coat.

"How are you today? Have you hurt anyone?" Mo Qingcheng asked as he held up Zhou Qing.

Zhou Yi grinned, recalled what he had done today, and then replied with great certainty: "no, don't worry about it."

Mo Qingcheng couldn't help laughing and said, "in order to reward you, we three will go out to play one afternoon this afternoon, and fly back to Jiangcheng tomorrow morning."

"Good!" Zhou Qing in the arms laughs.

A family of three came to the streets of the city again. Today, their street is the most famous local snack street. There are a variety of snacks at both ends of the street, which are delicious and clean. They eat and walk forward.

Mo Qingcheng likes this kind of life, which is simple and calm. It can be with the people who love them, and can watch the crystallization of their love grow up day by day. It's an ordinary and romantic life.

Zhou Qing is held in his arms by Zhou Yi, and Mo Qingcheng eats snacks. He feeds Zhou Yi one mouthful at a time, and then Zhou Qing again.

In the blink of an eye, the lights are on and the dusk is on.

"Go back for a while, Zhou Qing is tired too!" Zhou Yi pinched his baby girl's face and began to indulge.

"No, no, no!" Zhou Qing tries to wriggle her small body in Zhou Yi's arms, and then protests loudly.

Mo Qingcheng forced to bear a smile and taught: "to listen to Dad's words, if children can't sleep on time at night, they won't grow up."

Zhou Yi quickly took over: "then you will always be so big, you can't be as tall as Mom and Dad!"

"Ah? Really? " Zhou Qing glared at her big round eyes and spoke seriously.

Zhou Yi and Mo Qingcheng nodded at the same time: "really!"

Zhou Qing's small face shrunk in an instant, and then said, "OK, I'll listen to my father. When we get there, we'll go home." Zhou Qing's little hand pointed forward.

But just then, in the direction she was pointing, there was a riot.

A lot of people ran quickly in that direction.

Zhou Yi is one step faster than them. When they get to the place, they find an old man lying unconscious.

"Qingcheng, please wait for me for a while, someone faints!" Zhou Yi handed the child to Mo Qingcheng.

"Well, you go and come back. We'll wait for you here." Mo Qingcheng took a look at the distance, and then opened his mouth.

Zhou Yi said softly, and then walked forward with his long legs.

Since he wanted to be an ordinary person, Zhou Yi did not dare to walk too fast. Two minutes later, Zhou Yi finally came to the periphery of the crowd.

"Come on, is there a doctor here? The old man has been lying unconscious for two minutes!" A young voice came from the crowd.

"Who dares to come forward? What can we do if you are a group and come to meet porcelain?" Someone muttered in a low voice.

"Yes, I just saw that he was still OK. I don't know who touched him and he fell down!" Another said.

"Oh, maybe it's really a porcelain touch!" The voice fell down, and the crowd clapped again and stepped back half a step.

Zhou Yi then said outside: "excuse me, I'm a doctor."

Sure enough, when he finished, everyone turned around and looked at him like an alien.

"Please excuse me, I'm not afraid of being hit by porcelain!" Zhou Yi sighs helplessly.

Zhou Yi was let in. Then he bent down and put his finger on the old man's wrist. With the injection of two emerald green energy, the old man's slightly pale face gradually became ruddy, and his breathing became stable.

"How are you, doctor?" One side of the young face anxious mouth.

At this time, Zhou Yicai noticed that he, a young man of about 22 or 3 years old, looked like a college student with a backpack on his back, a T-shirt and jeans, and a pair of white ball shoes.

Zhou Yi nodded: "it's OK!"

With the fall of Zhou Yi's voice, the old man opened his eyes slowly.

He's just been knocked out of rhythm. He's been knocked out by someone.

"Old man, are you ok?" The young man spoke quickly.

"I'm fine, thank you!" The old man recovered quickly, almost no big problem when he opened his eyes. It must be Zhou Yi's hand.

People around see no good play to see, coax a sound, all scattered.

Zhou Yi saw that he was OK and there were young people here, so he got up to leave.

"You are a doctor, please don't go away." Who knows he just got up, but the old man grabbed Zhou Yi's hand.

"Something?" Zhou Yi looks back at the old man.Is he trying to touch porcelain?

"If you are a doctor, I can ask you to see my son's illness for me?" As if seeing through Zhou Yi's mind, the old man spoke quickly.

"Sorry, i..."

"I can give you money!" The old man didn't let go, staring at Zhou Yi with a pair of eyes.

"It's not about the money, i...

" what do you want? I can give it to you! " The old man did not let go of Zhou Yi's hand.

In fact, he doesn't know why. He just has a feeling in his heart that he can never let go. The young man in front of him can definitely cure his son's illness.

Zhou Yi sighs helplessly.

Mo Qingcheng in the distance waited for Zhou Yi for a while, but the crowd in the distance dispersed, and Zhou Yi did not come back, so she took the baby and looked for it.

After coming over, he saw the scene in front of him. The old man sat on the ground and held Zhou Yi's hand tightly.

"Touching porcelain?" Mo Qingcheng looks at Zhou Yi in surprise.

Zhou Yi shrugged his shoulders, just as the old man said again: "please, no matter what opinions you put forward, I will satisfy you. Please help me to see my son's illness!"

Zhou Yi looks at Xiangmo Qingcheng and wants to ask her to come over and say a word.

Which would like to ink Qing City to see, walked to two people's side, but said: "the ground is cool, what's the matter, you stand up and say!"

The old man took a look at Mo Qingcheng and Zhou Yi. Then he stood up with the help of a young man.

But the next second, he took Zhou Yi's hand in both hands and said in a trembling voice, "please, go and have a look." The old man was going to kneel down.

Frightened, Zhou Yi quickly helped him up.

"Brother Yi, you can go and have a look." Before Zhou Yi opens his mouth, Mo Qingcheng on one side suddenly opens his mouth.

"Yes, yes, Dad. Go and have a look. Grandfather doesn't kneel, doesn't kneel!" Zhou Qing's tender voice in his arms also followed.

Zhou Yi sighed, "go, is it OK for me to go?"

Who wants to be a daughter slave who doesn't want to be a doctor? His precious daughter all agreed, he absolutely has no reason to refuse!