Chapter 485

As soon as the two old men met, they looked at the expression on Qin Yanchen's face, which was so cold that ice slag could fall off. They couldn't help but start worrying again.

"Is the medicine given by Xiao Gu not good?"

"Hey, it's a little difficult..."

Wang Ziqing shook his head heavily and looked at Qin Yanchen solemnly.

"Yanchen, tell Grandma honestly that it's all right. Grandma won't pass it on to you... Just say, are you a little weak with Ansheng at ordinary times?"

Qin Guangyan glanced at the people in the corridor and subconsciously wanted to block Wang Ziqing's mouth: "Hey! Keep your voice down. You're afraid that others won't know that we can't do Yanchen! "

Several people stood at the door of the ward. Even if Wang Ziqing was ill, it didn't affect her full tone when she spoke, so she said it at the door.

Several little nurses passing by obviously looked at Qin Yanchen's eyes from amazement to disappointment.

Wang Ziqing hurriedly covered her mouth, but she couldn't cover her heart that wanted a great grandson.

She looked left and right, took a step forward, lowered her voice and looked Qi Rong: "Alas, Yanchen..."

As soon as Qin Yanchen heard her sigh, he knew that there would be another nagging.

When Wang Ziqing was young, he was resolute and resolute. He had seen all the big storms and waves. When he was old, he accumulated what he hadn't said in most of his life.

Therefore, I have formed a habit of nagging, and as soon as I nag, I won't be interrupted.

Qin Yanchen had a deep understanding of her habit during the years she lived with her abroad.

But thinking that Qiao Ansheng was still cleaning up inside, he had to be ordered to wait a little longer, so he didn't interrupt Wang Ziqing,.

Qin Guangyan, standing behind Wang Ziqing, looked like I couldn't save you. You asked for more luck. You shrunk your neck and lowered her head. She let her frown and complain.

"Look at me and your grandfather. We are so old. Our lifelong wish is to have a great grandson. You say, if you don't work hard, how can you afford us?"

"Poor man, I'm a man with one leg in the coffin, and I don't know if I can see my great grandson... You young people, if there's nothing wrong, don't always go out to play..."

"Just stay at home and make villains honestly. It doesn't smell good! As for the question of who will bring the baby, you don't have to worry about it. You and Ansheng can have a baby, even if it's a litter! Your grandfather and I can bring it! "

Wang Ziqing said at last, the more he said, the more angry he was. Looking at Qin Yanchen, he hated him more and more, and grabbed Qin Yanchen.

"Now that I've talked about it today, Yanchen, just give me a word... What's the matter, or how many years will it take me and your grandfather to have a great grandson?"

The old man pulled Qin Yanchen's sleeve and looked very reluctant.

Qin Yanchen looked at her anxious appearance, but also had some helplessness. His long eyebrow was slightly wrinkled, and his expression was also a little distressed: "grandma..."

Apart from the inexplicable attachment of Wang Ziqing and his older generation to their great grandchildren, Qin Yanchen did not have much attachment to their children.

Earlier, when Qiao Ansheng came to see Qiao yuan, he asked him this question.

Qin Yanchen's answer was very vague at that time, but after returning, he thought carefully and found that he didn't like children. What he liked was Qiao Ansheng.

I like the children that Qiao Ansheng gave birth to.

Seeing that Wang Ziqing was aggressive, Qin Yanchen pressed his eyebrows and looked unhappy, Qin Guangyan hurried to help out.

"Alas, but it can't blame Yanchen. He... You said... Let's ask Xiaogu for more medicine later. It won't help her too much. We can only add strength to him in Physics..."

Prince Qinglian repeatedly said yes. Yu Guang glanced at his expressionless grandson standing at the door and sighed.

"That's what I say, but they have to work hard! I don't know if we are lucky enough to hold our great grandchildren in our lifetime... "

Qin Yanchen was very restrained and kept his expression on his face. What he thought was: if you two old people didn't bother regularly, you might even have a second child now.

"Old lady, don't forget the business we came here and the business of our great grandchildren. When we finish talking about the business, shout Ansheng together, and you can educate them well..."

Qin Guangyan woke up the dreamer with a word. The prince was as clear as waking up in his dream. He slapped Qin Yanchen away and walked to the ward: "look at me, I almost forgot my business. We'll talk about our great grandson later!"

In the ward, Qiao Ansheng, who had quickly packed herself, was bending over to put a plate of fruit on the tea table in front of the sofa. In a hurry, she casually put on a sweater.

The collar is not a high collar, which can't cover the "results" of men's hard work last night

When Wang Ziqing came in, the first thing he saw was those eye-catching marks on her neck.

The old man was excited. The couple really made a villain in the house just now. Therefore, when they looked back at Qin Yanchen at the door, they expressed a little more praise.

Qiao Ansheng was flustered by her eyes and pulled his collar up unnaturally. She didn't know what Prince Qing thought.

The atmosphere was a little awkward. She had to smile and stumble again: "milk, grandma, are you... What's the matter with coming so early?"

After asking, I wish I could talk nonsense. It's nine o'clock in the morning. What's early!

Wang Ziqing took back her eyes and her complexion quickly recovered. She coughed.

"Ah, that's all right. We wanted to come to you last night, but didn't you go out? Later, I made an appointment with the time. It was time for you to come back, so I called Yanchen, but he didn't answer... "

Qiao Ansheng intuitively thought of Qin Yanchen's incessant phone calls last night. He thought that it was Wang Ziqing.

"So, this morning, there was no way. Your grandfather and I came in person. Speaking of it, you slept very early..."

Qiao Ansheng blushed and dared not lift his head. He wished he could retract into the sofa in front of him. After grabbing some air in front of the tea table, he reluctantly grabbed the fruit tray and pushed it.

"It's neither. I went out last night. I was a little tired and went to bed earlier."

Wang Ziqing didn't notice anything. He nodded casually, pulled the handbag he had been carrying since he entered the house, banged it on the table, opened the zipper and turned things out.

Her hands kept moving and her mouth was still talking.

"You are young, and your work and rest time need not be so standardized. You sleep earlier than US elderly people. If you sleep so early, when will I be able to hold my great grandson..."