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"Elder brother Zhe, what's the matter with you?" Qi Qingqing pauses for a while, looks back anxiously at musizhe.

"A little skin injury is nothing!"

"Brother Zhe, why are you hurt again? Didn't you promise that I would take good care of myself? "

"Something happened. I'm ok. Don't worry!" Mu Sizhe spoke to Qi Qingqing very softly, and ordinary women could not enjoy this kind of treatment.

"But, elder brother Zhe, you are easy to get hurt, and I feel bad here!" Qi Qingqing points to her chest, and Mu Sizhe looks down her hand.

Then I saw that she was wearing a low cut dress, wrapped tightly, revealing a round radius. From his point of view, her vision was just right, and the temptation was coming out.

His eyes slightly coagulated for a while, and finally he knew what Lin Tianyi had just said. It turned out to be a misunderstanding.

"I'm ok here. Go back and have a good rest. We'll find a reliable doctor as soon as possible and arrange your operation, but you must keep fit before the operation!"

"Elder brother Zhe, let me accompany you. Only by your side can I feel at ease. Otherwise, I always dream of being hunted."

When he heard Qi Qingqing say that he was being chased, he had several more apologies on his face. What he had just decided was gradually blurring the boundaries.

"Qingqing, I miss you better than anyone else."

"Brother Zhe, don't drive me away, will you?"

"But you can't sit here all night, can you?"

"I'll go when you're asleep!"

"Sunny! Be obedient and go back to rest! "

"No, brother Zhe, I'm here to look at you!"

"Sunny!" Musizhe doesn't want Qi Qingqing to look at herself here at all. After all, she is a person with heart problems. If she stays up late, it may cause bad consequences.

In the same way, if her mood rises and falls, it will also cause bad consequences. Now she is like a doll, only holding in her hand, not a little vague.

"Brother zhe! I won't go! "

"Then I'll go to bed first. When I'm asleep, go to bed quickly!"

"Good!" Qi Qingqing has a pure smile on his face.

Mu Sizhe closed his eyes and Qi Qingqing looked at him contentedly. His long eyelashes cast a shadow under the light. Although her facial features have been red, swollen and bruised one by one, they did not affect her eyes.

Qi Qingqing finds that the light is too bright. He turns off the light gently, comes back and helps the quilt of musizhe to cover up, and walks out with light hands and feet.

After she went out, Mu Sizhe looked at the door, stared at the ceiling, and waited for a long time before Lin Wenyi came back. Although he was ill and had many components, those fists fell on his body, and the blood flowed out of him. After midnight, he was tired.

Moschus fell asleep soon. After he fell asleep, Qi Qingqing walked in again with light hands and feet. He shouted twice and didn't hear his response. He was lying in front of the bed holding his hand and gradually fell asleep.

Lin Wenyi went back to find several supermarkets which are closed, so it is difficult to buy food materials.

At last, the driver gave an idea and went to the suburbs to buy. They went to the suburbs in a red hot mood and knocked on a farmhouse. Lin Wenyi paid a high price for a chicken and brought it back to stew.

She went to the Internet to search for n stews of chicken soup. She didn't know what kind of taste Moschus liked, so she stewed them in two ways that she thought were better.

She came to the hospital with a food box. Some of them were very careful. I don't know if Muse can get used to it. He has shed so much blood. If he is not used to it, he has to drink it. Why is it better than taking medicine?

It was quiet and dark in the ward. It seemed that he was asleep.

There was a warm dark light on the head of the bed. She went over quietly and put the chicken soup on the cabinet at the head of the bed. She turned to look at Mu sizer and suddenly found Qi Qingqing sleeping beside the bed.

Then look at two people with ten fingers, one sick in bed, one guard beside, a burst of anger from the heart.

What's wrong with him, Moschus? Why are there other women when it comes to starting over with yourself? How many more women are there?

She suddenly realized that she didn't know him at all. How could she unconsciously regard him as a family member?

Qi Qingqing knew when Lin Wenyi came in. When her breath was unsteady, she suddenly put out her index finger on her mouth, "Shhh ~"

"who are you?"

"I should have asked you that!"

"I......" Lin Wenyi suddenly didn't know how to introduce his relationship with muse. They were not husband and wife, but had a child.

"Put down the things. He will drink them when he wakes up tomorrow. Go back!"

"You should go back!" Lin Wenyi thinks that, after all, muszhe is the only one who can save herself from the injury, and that she should do the escort."I'm his fiancee. Do you think I should go back?" Qi Qingqing smiled, innocuous, and the voices of the two men were very small. They didn't wake up musizhe.

"I said I was his wife. What about the evidence?"

"Don't you believe it? Look at this! " Qi Qingqing shows off his hand, with a ring on his index finger, which is clearly the lovers' version.

"Take care of him!"

Lin Wenyi feels that there is no reason for him to stay. He turns around and leaves the ward. Qi Qingqing smiles triumphantly.

After sleeping until dawn, musizhe opened his eyes and looked inside the room. He moved his hands and found that Qi Qingqing had been lying beside the bed last night.

He reluctantly shook his head, knew that she would not listen to their own words!

"Brother Zhe, are you awake?" Qi Qingqing wakes up to see Mu Sizhe and comes up excitedly.

"Well!" Moschus pulled the mouth of the car, and it hurt a little. "Did you watch me all night last night?"

"Brother Zhe, don't you blame me? Even if I go back, I can't sleep. "

"Forget it. Your body doesn't know how to love itself. What else can I say?"

"I know that brother Zhe is the best! Hungry or not? I cooked chicken soup for you. Have a drink! " Qi Qingqing picked up the chicken soup on the table and unscrewed the lid, only to find that there were actually two kinds of chicken soup inside.

"You know I don't like chicken soup!"

"But it's not easy for people to get well!" Qi Qingqing said with some loss, as if the words that Mu Sizhe didn't drink were to brush his mind. "Better than medicine, anyway!"

"All right!"

"Brother Zhe, come and have a taste!" Qi Qingqing smiled brilliantly. Musizhe looked at the chicken soup in her hand, frowned, took a sip and said, "fishy!"