Chapter 65

He Qiaoyan drove the car into an antique courtyard, and opened the doors for the three people in the car.

Then, holding Qin Yiyue's hand, he took the lead and led the way for them.

Their natural and decent way of getting along made Luo Yaer and Xiao An, who were walking behind, envious and jealous.

Xiao An silently took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of the two holding hands.

She found that even if her elder sister Qin stood side by side with a man like He Qiaoyan, she was not compared, so she couldn't help but worship her.

He Qiaoyan went straight to a room covered with tatami mats, with a small tea table on it.

There are delicate and elegant tea sets and delicate pastries on the small tea table.

He Qiaoyan explained: "The food will not be ready in a few minutes, I'll make you a cup of tea first."

Xiao An looked at He Qiaoyan with bright eyes.

When He Qiaoyan let go of Qin Yiyue's hand, he hugged Qin Yiyue and couldn't help screaming, "Sister Qin, let me hug you first. Otherwise, I won't be able to resist hugging Mr. He."

Qin Yiyue raised her chin in the direction of He Qiaoyan, "Go up if you want, and I won't stop you."

"I dare not." Xiao An looked at He Qiaoyan who was a few steps away, and was timid.

"Then don't cry."

He Qiaoyan smiled and listened to the conversation between the two.

Sure enough, there are no superiors, no subordinates.

He put the tea in front of the three of them, "Taste it."

Xiao An immediately felt stuffy, and inhaled hotly.

She was almost ashamed, and her face thickened, and she said to He Qiaoyan, "Mr. He, I adore you, and I especially adore Sister Qin. I see Sister Qin every day, and you and I rarely see each other. Can you tell me?" Let me take a photo to fulfill the dream of a little fan?"

"it is good."

Xiao An immediately jumped to He Qiaoyan's side, and made a V sign behind He Qiaoyan.

Qin Yiyue took several photos of the two of them with her mobile phone, "Change your posture. Xiao An, your gestures are really like a mentally handicapped child, please change."

Xiao An immediately brazenly took He Qiaoyan's arm and smiled brightly.

Qin Yiyue took a lot of photos of her before saying: "Okay, let go quickly, and stop taking advantage of my husband."

"Sister Qin, you change your face too quickly." Xiao An yelled dissatisfied.

"My husband is loved by everyone, and flowers bloom when they see flowers. You must look after them."

Xiao An ignored her, but quickly gave Qin Yiyue the seat next to He Qiaoyan, and went to look at the photos with her mobile phone.

It doesn't matter if she sees it by herself, she even pulled Loyal to watch it together, and said while watching, "I, Mr. He, really have 360 ​​degrees without any dead ends. The face of passers-by like me has been upgraded several grades."

Luo Yaer's eyes were glued to He Qiaoyan's face, looking at the handsome eyebrows and smiling eyes, his heart throbbed.

He Qiaoyan took advantage of Xiao An looking at the photo, secretly squeezed Qin Yiyue's palm, and said in a low voice, "Satisfied?"

"Thank you for your cooperation." Qin Yiyue cooperated with the same volume.

The dishes came out quickly, and each dish was delicious in color, fragrance, and exquisitely presented, which made it very pleasing to the eye.

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

They will not deliberately show their presence in front of them, nor will they make people feel left out.

Xiao An's eyes almost turned into stars after one meal.

**

After lunch, as soon as she returned to the hospital, Qin Yiyue was carried to the office by the director.

"Director, what's the matter?"

"Mo Muchen wants to see you."

"Why do you see me? I'm not good at technology, and I have a bad temper. Is it to make him feel better, or to make him feel better?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?" the director snorted, and threw Qin Yiyue a piece of paper, "It's Mo Mushen's ward number, you go by yourself."

Qin Yiyue took the note and glanced at it, "How is his temper?"

"You'll know when you feel it yourself."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems that Mo Mu Shenfei has rolled his eyes a lot. Okay, I'm prepared." Qin Yiyue walked out after finishing speaking.

The director added behind him: "Be smart, you know? Don't just stand around and let people scold you."

"Understood, if he dares to scold me, I will cut him off!"

director:"……"

**

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

The top floor is all VIP wards, half of the wards, half of the sky garden, the air is good, and it is convenient for patients to relax.

Qin Yiyue walked to the door of Mo Mushen's ward, knocked on the door a few times, "Mr. Mo, hello. I'm Qin Yiyue, a doctor at the hospital, may I go in?"

In the ward, there was silence.

Qin Yiyue repeated it again, only to hear a voice as cold as ice from inside, "Come in!"

Qin Yiyue pushed the door open and went in, and what came into view was the messy ward.

The quilt, hot water bottle, food and other things were all thrown into pieces, and even Mo Mushen fell beside the bed, and his crutch was three meters away from him.

Half of Mo Muchen's face was wrapped in gauze, only the intact part of his face was exposed.

That eye stared at Qin Yiyue like a falcon, wishing to turn into a knife and stab Qin Yiyue to death.

Qin Yiyue turned a blind eye to his gaze, ignored the injury on her foot, and quickly walked up to Mo Mushen, "Mr. Mo, I'll help you to bed."

"Are you here to see my joke?"

"I'm not so free." Qin Yiyue bent down to help Mo Muchen up, "It's cold on the ground, don't sit on the ground."

Mo Muchen shook off her hand, "Get lost!"

"If you ask me to come, I'll come. If you tell me to get out, I'll get out? Is our doctor so easy to dismiss in your eyes?" Qin Yiyue smiled.

After finishing speaking, regardless of Mo Mushen's surprise and struggle, she went around behind him, hugged him halfway from behind, and gently put him on the bed.

While hugging, he said out of breath: "You are injured now, the first task is to heal the injury. Anger, injustice, hatred, these emotions should be put aside first. You are still a star, and many people are paying attention to you and looking forward to it. You recover, you reappear in front of the media. You don’t cooperate with the medical staff, it’s not doing you any good.”

Qin Yiyue didn't care whether Mo Muchen listened or not, and continued: "You may think this is unfortunate, but there is also a little bit of luck. You were able to contact the dean within two hours after the injury. The dean's technology, You should be confident that he will not leave scars on your face, and will let you go back to the previous posture. If you can't cooperate, no matter how perfect the dean's technique is, there is no way to help you. Most people No such luck."

"Who told you to say this?!" Mo Mu's eyes were gloomy, fixed on Qin Yiyue's face like a falcon.

"I want to say it myself. I was also present at your operation. The dean and director handled your wound very well. As long as you cooperate with the treatment, there will be no problem. I believe you understand this, but why do you Do you want to add pain to your treatment now? Do you think this is very present, or do you want to leave a little scar as a commemoration of this incident?"