Mr.Li's good wife delivered the door

"Well, don't worry about them. Just go for a walk. Remember, the acting should be better. Don't let them see anything unusual."

"Yes!"

When he hung up the phone, Li mochuan looked at Qiao Siyu who was sleeping beside him, bowed his head and kissed her forehead. "Wife, soon I will pay a heavy price to the culprit who led to our separation for five years!"

Twelve minutes later, Duan Xiaonan also received a cold call.

"Brother Nan, as you expected, the people of the independent Gang really went to the Xicheng wharf, but they came bravely and went back. Li mochuan lost to you. I'm afraid he's going to be angry. Moreover, I heard that he was hospitalized. It's strange not to spit out blood."

Duan Xiaonan hooked his lips and smiled. "Li mochuan wants to fight with me. He's still young. He won't win me in his life!"

He lost twice in the choice of Qiao Siyu. He will never lose again in the future. Li mochuan, just wait to be played to death

When Qiao Siyu woke up naturally the next day, she found that she didn't know when she was "moved" out of the hospital. At this time, she was lying in Li mochuan's bedroom, and there was no one in the huge bedroom except her.

It's strange that she doesn't have any impression. Shouldn't she be dreaming?

Pinch yourself. It hurts. I'm not dreaming!

When she opened the quilt and got up, her clothes were still yesterday, and she didn't change. I don't know if she was afraid of waking her up or didn't bother to change them, but it's a pity that she didn't change them, otherwise she would be seen by Li mochuan again.

There are two sets of toiletries in Li mochuan's bedroom. One is a lady's, brand-new. She used it once when she came last time. This time, she had to make do with it, otherwise she would die if she didn't brush her teeth in the morning.

After cleaning up, Qiao Siyu walked downstairs and saw Li mochuan reading a newspaper in the living room.

Suddenly, the beautiful eyebrows frowned tightly, boasted in front of Li mochuan in a few strides, and took down the newspaper in his hand, "why did you leave the hospital today? There are still many hanging bottles that haven't been hit!"

Seeing Qiao Siyu's worried little face, Li mochuan smiled and pulled her into his arms. "The hanging bottle can be played at home. It's really boring in the hospital. The taste of disinfectant is also very pungent. I have no appetite at all. I can't eat it. It can't play a role in the recovery of my body. On the contrary, the disease is more and more serious."

It's so reasonable that Jos's words are speechless!

"Hum, whatever you do is right for you, but when you get home, who will give you a bottle?"

Li mochuan smiled and looked at Aunt Han who was busy in the kitchen. "When Aunt Han came to me, she was a nurse..."

Josie frowned. "How many years have aunt han been with you?"

"It's been more than eight years. What's the matter?"

"Can aunt Han still find blood vessels?" it's not Qiao Siyu who doesn't believe aunt Han. It's been eight years. Can aunt Han stick with a needle again?

As soon as Qiao Siyu's voice fell, aunt Han came out of the kitchen with a bowl of porridge. "Xiaoyu, don't worry. I won't tie the back of my husband's hand into a horse honeycomb!"

Qiao Siyu was embarrassed and wanted to dig a hole in the ground to bury himself. Li mochuan looked at the red faced Qiao Siyu and touched her head. Then Aunt Korea and South Korea smiled and said, "Sisi is not afraid that you will poke the back of my hand into a horse honeycomb. She is afraid that you will be under too much psychological pressure when you prick the needle. She doesn't want you to be afraid, right, Sisi..."