Chapter 346

Luo Anning lay down on the sofa, covered his eyes with one arm, and his tone was very lost: "I don't know. Marriage is not a children's play, and I also want to manage well, but..."

In her memory, dad is the kind of person who can put down his glory to accompany his wife and daughter even if he does big business outside.

When my father had a weekend off, he would take my mother to play with her. Even if he just walked and walked in the park not far from home, my father was satisfied.

And mom, on business, is Dad's right hand, at home, is a gentle and virtuous hostess.

Not only helped her husband manage the company well, but also managed the family in an orderly manner.

She envied the unspeakable but shadowy warmth between her parents.

Catherine seemed to see through her mind, took a sip of coffee, felt the smoothness on the tip of her tongue, and stared thoughtfully at the tea table.

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"Tang Shao, good morning! Rong Shao is waiting for you in the president's office. Please come in." The Secretary smiled and made a gesture of invitation to the Tang Dynasty.

His eyes turned around on the Secretary's sweet face. The Tang Dynasty frivolously whistled, "what a terrible thing. What a pity for such a beautiful girl to stand three meters away."

The Secretary blushed with shame after being praised by the Tang Dynasty. He lowered his head and said, "Tang Shao, I have business to do. I'll go down first." He fled shyly.

The Tang Dynasty hooked its lips and swaggered in.

"I said, what's the matter with you summoning me in such a hurry." Sitting casually on the sofa, the Tang Dynasty took a look at Rongyan with a frown in front of the desk.

"Sunset's right hand is useless." Rong Shao is concise and comprehensive.

The frivolous smile on the Tang Dynasty's face suddenly converged, "and then?"

Rong Yan rubbed her eyebrows irritably, and her tone could not hide her fatigue in recent days: "you should contact a foreign expert and be sure to cure her right hand. She is a doctor, and her right hand with a scalpel is equal to her second life."

The Tang Dynasty whispered, "why am I looking for her? Does her right hand have anything to do with me?"

"Ah Chao!" Rongyan called him in an aggravated tone.

Tang Dynasty conditioned reflex: "to!"

Rong Yan sighed, got up from his desk, poured two glasses of whisky in front of the wine cabinet, went to the sofa and sat down, "Xiyan was injured to save peace. Her right hand is useless, and I also have a responsibility. I should take care of her in love and reason. Now the most important thing is to cure her hand."

He handed the wine cup to him and took a sip of it. It burned down the esophagus all the way, bringing hot and dry heat.

The Tang Dynasty took whisky and didn't rush to drink it, but played with it in his hand. "If I remember correctly, Mo Xiyan's teacher Zhou Zhong is a legend in the medical field. Why invite any experts? Her teacher's great God is there, and all problems have not been solved."

Rong Yan narrowed his narrow Phoenix eyes slightly, then took a big sigh of relief, rubbed the swollen eyebrows, and punched him on the shoulder of the Tang Dynasty: "it's really easy for you!"

Really care is chaos. He wanted to ask experts to cure Mo Xiyan's hand, but he forgot that the teacher she went abroad with was a genius with a rare reputation in the medical field in a hundred years.

If Zhou Zhong knew that his favorite disciple's right hand was useless, I'm afraid he wouldn't have to show up. He would come back to operate on his beloved disciple.