Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

You can search "Fu Shao's new book Haige novel network" in Baidu（ readwn.com ）”Find the latest chapter! Sheng Yan did not answer and asked her, "how do you feel? Do you have any discomfort? Do you want to call a doctor

"Remember what I said to you before I went into the operating room?" Mu Qichen mouth corner with a little smile.

At that time, he took her finger and said: Sheng Yan, the sky is helping me. This time, you can't leave again.

Yes, even if she wants to leave, even if she has bought the ticket, even if she has made arrangements for the follow-up life of the imperial capital, she has to stay with mu Qichen and take care of him.

At least until he recovers, she has to stay here as long as he doesn't ask her to "roll out.".

"Mu Qichen, I was just thinking," Sheng Yan took the initiative to take back the words before, "how can I not be a bit vicious?"

If she can be vicious and cold-blooded, she has left now and is ready to go home at the airport gate.

Mu Qichen smiles a voice, smile half, pulled the wound of back, ache smile congealed.

"The doctor said that the cut on your back is a little deep and will leave scars." Sheng Yan lowers his head to cut the apple. This is sent by the ghost of the moon.

"It doesn't matter whether you stay or not." Mu Qichen really doesn't care whether to leave scar or not, but after knowing that Sheng Yan likes his face, he is very glad that he has no disfigurement, but leaves scar on his back.

There's a scar on the man. It's not a big problem.

The technique of cutting fruit with tobacco is very good. It has been specially practiced in order to learn how to set a plate.

Mu Qichen's anesthesia is not finished, and his body can't move. He can only turn his eyes to see the skillful rotation of the apple with the smoke filling technique, and let the peel scrape on the blade. An apple skin has not been broken.

It's a feast for the eyes.

Soon, an apple was peeled off, revealing its tender white flesh.

"Eat?" Sheng Yan took the apple and fed it to Mu Qichen's mouth. When he was about to open his mouth, he suddenly turned his wrist and took it back. "I almost forgot that you just had an operation. Maybe you can't eat this."

The words did not fall, "click" a, he bit the apple, under the mu Qichen's eyelid son to eat very fragrant.

“……” Mu Qichen can calculate to see out, "you are intentional come angry me?"

Sheng smoke skin smile meat do not smile, "how can?"

Very insincere.

Sheng Yan poured a cup of warm water and sent it to Mu Qichen's mouth, "are you thirsty?" Oh, the doctor didn't say you could drink water

Then Sheng Yan took a sip by himself.

Mu Qichen by Sheng Yan's action gas to cry and laugh, gnashing teeth said: "I am not thirsty."

Sheng Yan looked at his slightly dry mouth skin, very insincere "Oh" sound.

"Sheng Xiaoer, what's your temper?" Mu Qichen angry smile, "how, Laozi takes life to leave you, you are not willing?"

If you don't like it, I won't let you go!

Sheng Yan is not in a good mood. There is a part of the reason that he has to stay. He has to disrupt his plan and compromise with muqichen.

But that's just a small part.

"Mu Qichen, do you know? The moment the operating room light went out and the door opened, I felt like I was standing at the door of the abyss, and the beast that could devour me might come out of it Sheng Yan's eyes are not focused, as if in some thoughts.

Mu Qichen doesn't think so: "but Sheng Yan, what comes out is good news, is hope, isn't it?"

"You don't understand." Sheng Yan looked out of the window, "Mu Qichen, I hate the feeling of standing at the door of the operating room. It has never been a good thing."

"When I was seven years old, my father had a sudden illness. I just stood in the operating room and lost my father. Although I have no good impression of him, I still lost the role of father when I was seven years old.

At the age of 18, my brother had an accident. I watched him push into the operating room with blood all over his body. When he was pushed out, he became a vegetable who could not speak, walk or blink.

Last week, I was waiting at the door of the operating room as a murderer. If I was not careful, I became a murderer.

This time, you go in as my Savior. In case you are gone and disabled, what should you do? How can I pay it back? Is it your mother's life? "

Mu Qichen stares at Sheng Yan.

There was silence in the ward.

"Sheng Yan, you don't owe our family, you don't owe my mother."

Sheng Yan wants to make a mockery. First, you should persuade your mother not to owe your family one mouthful.

However, Sheng Yan couldn't say that it hurt people. It was an indisputable fact that her father had to destroy Mu's family, that mu Qichen had no father and sister at a young age, and wanliwan was young and widowed.

"Hello, madam. Is your surname Sheng?" The nurse knocked at the door and asked Sheng Yan.——After the ghost got the news, the man had not come, but he called the person in charge of the hospital here. What he prepared for mu Qichen was a VIP single ward. Even if someone came to visit or look for someone, he had to go through the consent of the patient or the patient's family first.

"I am." Sheng Yan thought that the nurse was really in time.

"There is a Mr. Song outside looking for you."

His surname is Song Chen.

Mu Qichen frowned, very overbearing to Sheng Yan said: "do not go!"

Sheng Yanren has stood up, bullying mu Qichen without psychological pressure: "wait for your anesthesia to disappear completely, can stand up and stop me again."

Finish saying, without hesitation out of the ward, completely ignore mu Qichen is what kind of black face.

Song Chen, dressed in an introverted casual dress, stood in the open space beside the nurse's desk, holding a delicate kraft paper bag in his hand. His expression was light, so that people could not see the slightest bit of his mood and psychology.

"Mr. Song, I'm sorry, I'm..."

Sheng Yan walked over and said only half of what he said. Song Chen handed out the delicate kraft paper bag he was holding in his hand.

"See if this is the inkstone you are going to buy." Song Chen said.

Sheng Yan had to take it back when he apologized.

Open the kraft paper bag, inside is a wooden brocade box, open the brocade box, and then inside is the turquoise inkstone.

There are thousands of emotions on Sheng Yan's face, including surprise, joy, amazement and uncertainty. All of them are in Song Chen's eyes.

Miss Song Chen said with a smile, "this is my best room."

Although the price is not the highest, but from other convenient comprehensive consideration, are one of the best.

"Mr. Song, you are For me? " Sheng Yan was full of apologies. "Thank you very much. This is my birthday gift for my late son I'll transfer the money to you

Seven figures are not too many for Song Chen, but objectively speaking, they are quite a lot.

Song Chen did not say not to give, but said: "I will ask Ji Yang, together with the interest."