President Daddy is super strong

Voice fell, Mu Qiqi walked in cheerfully.

Then I saw Zhou Hua standing in front of the hospital bed respectfully.

She was stupefied. "How can you be here, Zhou special help?"

Zhou Hua put away the paper bag in his hand and said with a smile, "Mr. Mo asked me to arrange a consultation with foreign experts for Mr. He."

Mu Qiqi is surprised to stare big beautiful Mou son, "really?"

She thought that the man would not agree, but she did it silently.

"Of course." Zhou Hua replied respectfully and stepped forward. "If there's nothing else, I'll go first."

Muqiqi returns to his mind and smiles happily at Zhou Hua. "OK, tell Mr. Mo for me and say thank you to him!"

Zhou Hua smiled gently again. "OK, I will help you to convey it."

In my heart, I thought that this woman was interesting. She asked her to help me convey the things before her husband and wife. Isn't that unnecessary?

"Thank you, then take a walk."

When Zhou Hua was sent out of the ward, muqimeizizi returned to the bedside, smiling, "he Jiajun, what do you think I have for you?"

Different from Muqiqi's elation, he Jiajun, sitting on the hospital bed, has no expression on his face and his heart is cool from head to foot.

He never dreamed that his Qiqi had become another legal wife... Br >

he opened the lid of the heat preservation barrel at his own discretion, and a smell of fragrance spread out in the ward. After bathing Qiqi, he came close to the edge of the heat preservation barrel and smelled, "well, it's really fragrant. Come on, the small wonton of the century old shop in the west of the city, eat while it's hot!"

Deliver the heat preservation barrel to he Jiajun, no one answers.

Muqiqi noticed his ugly face.

"What's the matter with you? Is it uncomfortable? I'll call the doctor for you. " Say, Mu Qiqi is in a hurry to put the heat preservation barrel in his hand on the table at the head of the bed, turn around to run out.

"Qiqi, I'm ok!"

Looking at her anxious appearance, he Jiajun, who has a cold heart, slows down. Does her worry about him so much mean that she still cares about him?

When Muqiqi heard the sound and turned around, Dai Mei locked her eyes. "He Jiajun, don't scare me. We have a doctor. It's no big deal. In a few days, foreign experts have come. We are not afraid of anything!"

Hard to squeeze out a smile, staring at her anxious eyes and lashes trembling, "Qiqi, the expert's business, is what you ask Mo yanjue to help?"

Listening to the three words of Mo yanjue, Mu Qiqi's heart is thumping, and the hand that naturally falls on both sides of his body is involuntarily trying to grasp something.

She wriggled her lips a little. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Looking at the expression of embarrassment on her face, he Jiajun's heart was more painful than stabbing him with a knife.

He endured, and continued to smile: "my body, I know, will be discharged tomorrow, without any expert consultation."

What's more, he didn't want to owe Mo yanjue any human feelings at all, especially that he would not agree to this matter.

I'm afraid that any man will never allow the woman she likes to ask other men for her own sake!

So even if he died, he would never agree.

"He Jiajun, if your body really has nothing better, but there is no harm in checking it, just listen to me." Muqiqi thinks that he can't be careless in matters related to life safety, so he will ask moyanjue for help.

"Qiqi, I know your kindness, but I'm really fine. I've already contacted the director. I'll go back to the theater after I go through the discharge formalities tomorrow, so I'd better postpone the consultation of foreign experts."

This is not only a matter of inspection, but also a matter of man's face. He Jiajun, he Jiajun, will never leave anything to do with Mo yanjue.