Mr.Li, your wife is super fierce

"Do you know how much my head is worth?"

Yan Mo shook his head.

"Isn't one worth it?"

"Value."

This guy looks like a child.

Li's old house.

"What, the smelly boy was shot by the foam girl and burst the dog's head?"

The old man was clutching a crutch. He didn't look angry at all. Instead, he was very happy.

Sheng Lan and Li Yan all looked stunned.

The relationship between them is bad enough to do it?

The old man originally wanted Arsene to find out. Recently, what happened between Li Beicheng and Yan Mo.

He's anxious to hold his great grandson.

As a result, not long after he went out, Arsene came back to inquire about Li Shao's being shot.

Of course, Arsene wouldn't say that.

Arsene just said that Miss Yan Mo somehow hit the young master on the head.

Then when I got to the old man's mouth, it was automatically translated into, and a pole exploded the dog's head.

Li Shao, this dog head is really unlucky enough.

"Hahaha, good, good."

The old man is very happy.

Li Yan said helplessly, "Dad, Beicheng really didn't pick it up."

Look at the old man, it seems that his son really picked it up.

The old man looked at Li Yan in vain, "what do you know, smelly boy, what physique, can you do something?"

"But in this way, Mo girl will certainly feel guilty, and I can naturally let her take care of the smelly boy."

"Arsene, call me. I'll call Mo girl and ask her to have dinner with the smelly boy at noon."

Arsen dialed Yan Mo's number.

Yan Mo saw that it was the phone of Li's old house. He felt guilty and stammered to Li Beicheng: "what to do, what to do, your home phone."

"You answer."

"But..."

"I'm going in for an examination."

The prince didn't intend to help Yan Mo solve this at all.

"Hey, Li Beicheng..."

With a bang, the door of the examination room was closed.

Yan Mo answered the phone with a mournful face, "hello."

"Mo girl, guess who I am."

“……”

"Grandpa, I guess it's you."

Hearing the old man's brisk voice, Yan Mo was in a better mood.

The old man is still so cute, like a three-year-old child.

"Girl, call the smelly boy home for dinner at noon."

"Grandpa, another day, I'm today..."

"Just this noon, girl, you haven't come to see me for a long time. How can you bear to refuse me?"

"Grandpa, no, I..."

"Well, that's it. I'll have someone prepare the meal."

The old man hung up the phone.

Yan Mo looked up, suddenly looked at Qin Tong standing aside and asked, "your president won't hang up."

Qin Tong drew a corner of his mouth, "what do you think? The president is not a porcelain doll."

"Well, can that bag be eliminated?"

"I don't know. After all, it's so big."

"Can I cut it with a knife?"

“……”

Qin Tong couldn't bear to look away.

President, how can I feel that with Miss Yan Mo, my life will be in danger at any time.

Are you sure you want this girl?

Yan Mo waited for an hour before the uncle came out.

When I came out, the big bag on my forehead was wrapped with gauze.

Yan Mo looked stunned. What kind of operation is this? It's just a bag. Do you need to wrap gauze?

"Very serious."

The doctor looked at Yan Mo with a dignified face.

"Ah?"

Yan Mo Ningmei said, "just a bag. You don't have to wrap a gauze to scare me."

"Miss Yan Mo, please pay attention to your words. I'm a doctor, not a charlatan!"

"Didn't you find a wound on Li Shao's bag before? You've seen blood."

"I, I didn't find it."

"And I'm worried about infection."

"No."

"Did you just touch it?"

"Yes."

"Did you wash your hands?"

"No..."

"It's over."

"So, Miss Yan Mo, I tell you, Li Shao, this situation is really not very good. There may be various situations at any time, such as fainting, shock and vomiting..."

The doctor said a lot of professional terms, and Yan Mo's head was blank.

It's just one ball. Why do you play so many problems.

She felt she was going to have a concussion after listening to the doctor, okay?

Finally, the doctor's conclusion is that we must take care of the patient every step of the past few days, and come to check regularly, change gauze, can't eat spicy food and so on.

Yan Mo was about to cry. He turned his head and looked at Li Beicheng. "Otherwise, you'll hit me too. Can we balance?"

Woo woo, you have to take care of him in such trouble, ugly refused!

Li Beicheng shook his head. "I have strong hands. If I come, I'll really blow your dog's head."

"Are you sure you want to try?"

Yan Mo reached out and touched his dog's head. Oh, no, it's his head.

Forget it, she's afraid of pain.

The doctor also prescribed a pile of medicine to Li Beicheng.

Yan Mo accepted his life and held the pile of medicine, and then listened to the doctor's instruction. Seeing the doctor's worried and serious face, it really doesn't seem to be lying.

Finally, after being taught by the doctor, Yan Mo forced him to walk behind Li Beicheng with a pile of medicine.

After Yan Mo left, the doctor wiped the sweat on his forehead, took a breath, and finally successfully completed the task.

Li Shao, this requirement is too high

"Li Beicheng, that..."

"Huh?"

Li Beicheng stopped and looked at her.

Yan Mo looked up and saw the gauze on his forehead.

Will grandpa be scared to death when he goes back to the mansion like this? Grandpa's blood pressure is always high.

Why did you ask her to go back to dinner today?

Li Beicheng turned and went on.

He walked so fast that Yan Mo trotted to keep up.

Suddenly, Li Beicheng stopped.

Yan Mo bumped his head and scattered the medicine in his arms.

"Why did you stop suddenly?"

Yan Mo rubbed his bumped nose and felt a little wronged.

She bent down to pick up the scattered medicine.

Li Beicheng had already bent down and picked it up. Then he took the medicine in one hand and held her hand in the other. Looking at her wronged appearance, his face suddenly softened a lot.

"Let's go."

He took her hand and slowed down.

Yan Mo's heart jumped suddenly, looked up at his Qingjun side face, and his heart was suddenly tangled.

Li Beicheng got into the car with Yan mo.

Qin Tong just came.

He just went to the bathroom and couldn't find anyone when he came out.

Why don't you wait for him.

"What will you do later?"

Yan Mo still opened his mouth.

"To have a meeting, you asked me?"

Li Beicheng raised his eyebrows.

Yan Mo blushed. "No, Grandpa wants us to go back to dinner. You don't have time, do you? I'll go alone. I'll tell Grandpa."

She quickly helped Li Beicheng make a decision and took out her mobile phone to call the old man.

Li Beicheng pressed her wrist. "The meeting was cancelled."

Yan Mo: "

"Do you think I'm suitable for the company?"

Well, it doesn't really fit.

Employees will think nonsense. His boss's face is not very good-looking