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He Qiao drove the car into an ancient courtyard and opened the door for the three people inside.

Then, he led the way by holding Qin Yiyue's hand.

Their natural and appropriate way of meeting each other made Loyal and Ann, who were walking behind them, extremely jealous and envious.

Little Ann silently took out her cell phone and took a few pictures of the two of them holding hands.

She discovered that even if her Big Sister Qin stood shoulder to shoulder with a man like He Qiao, she would not be outdone. She couldn't help but prostrate herself before him.

He Qiao walked straight to a room covered with a tatami, on top of which was a small coffee table.

On the small coffee table, there were delicate and elegant tea sets and small, delicate pastries.

He Qiao explained, "The dishes will be prepared in a few minutes. I'll make you a cup of tea first."

Little An's eyes were shining as he looked at He Qiao.

When He Qiao Banquet released Qin Yi Yue's hand, she hugged Qin Yi Yue and could not help but cry out, "Sister Qin, let me hug you first. Otherwise, I will go and hug Boss He. "

Qin Yiyue raised her chin towards the direction of Qiao Qiao's banquet. "If you want to go up, then go up. It's not like I'm going to stop you."

"I don't dare." Little An looked at the banquet that was held a few steps away and became terrified.

"Then don't."

With a smile on his face, He Qiao listened to their conversation.

He really did have a superior, just like how he had a subordinate.

He placed the tea cup in front of the three people. "Taste it."

Little An immediately felt stuffy and hot to the point of breathing in deeply.

She had already lost most of her face and had thickened it. She said to He Qiao, "Director He, I really admire you. I also especially admire Sister Qin. Sister Qin, I'll see you all the time. We haven't seen much of each other. Can you take a picture with me?

"Alright."

Little An immediately hopped over to the side of the banquet and made a "V" gesture behind him.

Qin Yiyue took out her phone and took a few pictures of the two of them, "Change your positions. "Little An, your gesture is really like that of a retarded child. Please change it."

Little An immediately shamelessly took over He Qiao's arm with a bright smile on his face.

Qin Yiyue took a few more pictures of her before saying, "That's enough, let go now. Don't take advantage of my husband."

"Sister Qin, you changed your face too quickly." Little An shouted in dissatisfaction.

"My husband loves everyone, and flowers bloom when he sees them, so he must watch carefully."

Xiao An ignored her, but she quickly gave up the seat beside He Qiao Banquet to Qin Yi Yue. She then took her phone and went to look at the photo.

It didn't matter if she looked at it herself, she even pulled Royal to watch it together, while saying, "I, Boss He, am indeed without a blind spot at 360 degrees. Even the face on my path has been upgraded by quite a few levels."

Royal's gaze was glued to the face of Qiao Qiao. Looking at her handsome face and smiling eyes, his heart throbbed.

Taking advantage of when Little An was looking at the photo, He Qiao Xin secretly pinched Qin Yiyue's palm and said in a low voice, "Satisfied?"

"Thank you for your cooperation, tycoon." Qin Yiyue coordinated at the same volume.

The dishes were served up very quickly. Each dish was delicious and the arrangement was even more intricate. It made the people who saw it particularly happy.

At the dining table, He Qiao occasionally served dishes for the three of them and occasionally introduced the dishes.

He would not deliberately brush away his presence in front of them, nor would he make them feel cold.

The meal had nearly made Little Ann's eyes pop out of their sockets.

After lunch, the moment she returned to the hospital, Qin Yiyue was brought to her office by the director.

"Director, what's the situation?"

"Mo Mu Chen wants to see you."

"Why did you see me? My skills are not good, and my temper is not good. Can you stop his body from hurting, or do you feel better? "

"You're asking me, but who should I ask?" The director snorted and threw a piece of paper at Qin Yi Yue, "The ward number of Mo Mu Chen is on it. Go by yourself."

Qin Yiyue took the note and glanced at it. "How's his temper?"

"You can feel it yourself."

"Tsk tsk tsk, looks like Mo Mu has quite a bit of trouble rolling her eyes." "Alright, I've prepared myself in my heart." After saying that, Qin Yiyue walked out.

The director added, "Be smart, don't you know that? Don't just stand there and be scolded. "

"I know, if he dares to scold me, I'll beat him up!"

The director: "..."

Qin Yiyue slowly walked to the top floor of the residential building.

The top floor had VIP wards, half of which were rooms, and half of which were aerial gardens. The air was nice, but it was also convenient for the patients to relax.

Qin Yi Yue walked to the door of Mo Mu's sickroom and knocked a few times, "Mr. Mo, hello. I'm the hospital's doctor, Qin Yiyue. Can I come in? "

The ward was silent.

Qin Yiyue repeated herself again before she heard a voice as cold as ice sound from inside, "Come in!"

Qin Yiyue pushed the door open and entered, and what entered her sight was the messy ward.

The quilts, hot water bottles, food and other items were thrown all over the place. Even Mo Mu Chen was thrown onto the bed, his walking stick three meters away.

The half of Mo Mu's face was wrapped in gauze, the only part of his face that was still in good condition.

The falcon-like eye glared at Qin Yi Yue, wishing that it could turn into a blade and stab her to death.

Qin Yiyue turned a blind eye to his gaze, ignoring the small wound on her foot, she quickly walked in front of Mo Mu Chen, "Mr. Mo, I'll help you get into bed."

"Are you here to make fun of me?"

"I'm not that free." Qin Yiyue bent down to help Mo Mu up, "The ground is cool, please don't sit on it."

Mo Mu threw her hand away, "Scram!"

"If you want me to come, I'll come. If you want me to scram, I'll scram? Is our doctor that easy to get rid of in your eyes? " Qin Yi Yue laughed.

After saying that, she ignored Mo Mu's surprise and struggle, went behind him, and picked him up from behind, gently placing him on the bed.

While hugging, he said breathlessly, "You're injured now, your first mission is to recuperate. Anger, injustice, hatred, these emotions were all put aside first. You're still a celebrity, and many people are watching you, waiting for you to recover, to appear in front of the media again. If you don't cooperate with the treatment of the medical personnel, there will be no benefits at all for you. "

Qin Yi Yue didn't care whether Mo Mu listened or not, she continued, "You may think that these are unfortunate, but you are also fortunate. You can contact the dean within two hours of the injury. With the dean's skills, you should be confident that he won't leave a scar on your face and will make you return to your previous posture. If you can't cooperate, no matter how perfect the dean's skills are, he won't be able to help you. Most people are not so lucky. "

"Who allowed you to say all these?!" Mo Mu's gloomy eyes were fixed on Qin Yi Yue's face like a hawk.

"I wanted to say it myself. I was there for your operation. The dean and the director treated your wounds well. As long as you cooperate with the treatment, there won't be any problems. I'm sure you understand that, too, but why are you adding pain to your treatment process now? Do you think it's very existential, or do you want to leave a little scar as a souvenir of this incident? "