The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Qian Yikun pretended not to see it.

Could it be that he gritted his teeth, but couldn't get angry with Qian Mu.

Fortunately, the family doctor of the Qian family arrived at this time, first to take the temperature for Morpheus, and finally need to hang a bit, otherwise it may turn into pneumonia.

Maybe she didn't want to hang a bit. She felt that she had been feeling a lot of flirtation recently. Since she was almost killed by Ye Cong last time, she hasn't been feeling better.

"Qian Yikun, I don't have an injection." There was no roar, no lethality.

"It's impossible not to get an injection if you're sick." Qian Mu said, not to be refused. "You are still young. It's not a good thing to leave the root of the disease. The injection doesn't hurt, good--"

Could it be: "..."

Do both mother and son talk like this?

Mother Qian is very good to her, one is because she thinks this little girl and his son are younger, the other is because the son finally takes a woman home, she has to take good care of her daughter-in-law.

But could it be possible to face Qian Yikun, but not Qian Qian, and the better Qian Qian treated her, the more she felt empty and uncomfortable.

The doctor hung some drops for Murphy, a pain came from the back of his hand, and Murphy's hand shook consciously.

The broken ribs didn't feel so painful.

Qian Yikun took her other hand directly, and looked at the place where the doctor got the needle. "Slow down."

The doctor pierced the needle, fixed it with medical tape, and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about money, I still have this skill."

Qian Yikun is a little embarrassed, what is he worried about?

The doctor explained some things and he packed up his things and planned to leave.

Qian Mu asked with confidence: "Will the marriage date be delayed?"

Marriage period?

Could it be that her head is a bit big now.

"No, but care must be taken in these days. Madam Young should not only have a fever, just take care of Madam Young with less money." The doctor said and took the medicine box and left.

"I'll let people prepare some porridge." Qian Mu saw that the two had something to say, and they found a reason to leave.

When Qian Qian left, Qian Yikun closed the door in the past. When she turned around, she saw that she was about to pull the needle off. Qian Yikun frowned, and went straight to hold her wrist.

"I don't need you to be so good to me." Could not yell.

She doesn't need anyone to treat her well because she doesn't want to rely on anyone.

Qian Yikun pressed her wrist with one hand, don't want her to roll the needle because of the disturbance, "Couldn't be, sometimes no one will laugh at you."

Could it be looking up at Qian Yikun, but suddenly laughed, "Qian Yikun, are you in love with me?"

Qian Yikun paused, but did not answer the question. Instead, he reached over and took a book from the table, then placed her hand on it, and took medical tape to tie her hand directly. In that book, this would prevent her from rolling and rolling needles.

Could it be: "..."

Did this man treat her as a child?

Waiting for Qian Yikun to finish all these things, he looked up at Mo Fei, "Mo Fa, let's get married."

This is what he wanted to say that day.

This sudden sentence made him stunned.

"It's you who has a fever?" Mo Fei sneered, "Marry, are you begging me?"

"I beg you?" Qian Yikun raised his eyebrows as if he heard a good joke.

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