Finally, Rong Jue came to the operating room.
Of course, it came with a black face.
Mu Qingge saw his black face in the operating room and couldn't help laughing, "Yan'er won't be as angry as you when he eats late. You are so big, do you mean it?"
On hearing this, Rong Jue's face darkened. She stood at the door, pursed her beautiful thin lips and looked at him without saying a word.
Alas!
If you don't retort like this, it seems that you are very angry!
Mu light singer put in the pocket of white coat, came out from inside, put a soft voice: "sorry, I didn't mean to."
Rong Jue snorted, obviously not satisfied with her explanation.
However, he was at least willing to make a sound. Mu Qingge was also relieved. He put his hand around his waist and said with a smile in his arms, "I know my husband is magnanimous and won't be angry with me."
"When did I say I was magnanimous?" Rong Jue didn't push her away. In fact, at the moment when she held him up, his whole heart softened, and his face softened. Looking at his head, he said, "I'm still very angry."
Mu Qingge looked up at him from his arms and frowned: "you are still angry. I told you before the operation that the operation will take at least two hours..."
Rong Jue pursed her lips and glared at her: "if I remember correctly, it has been more than three hours since you went into the operating room and came out of the operating room in the morning."
"I mean it takes two hours for the operation, so it's natural to prepare some work before the operation..."
"But in my opinion, you spent more than three hours in it. Besides, I remember you promised me that you would come out on time for lunch. However, I have been waiting for more than an hour
Mu Qingge hides his face and sighs. Suddenly, he doesn't know how to refute.
Indeed, that's what she said.
Because she was worried that Rong Jue would not agree, she only said about the time needed for the operation.
Before and after the operation, she spent three hours, one hour more than what she had told Rong Jue before. Suddenly, there was more than one hour, that is, more than two hours. No wonder Rong Jue was so angry.
"Well, I'm wrong!" Mu Qingge is still alive. He puts his arms around his waist, blinks his eyes, raises his other hand to him, and vows: "next time...!"
"Next time?" Rong Jue's beautiful eyes narrowed and interrupted her coldly.
"No next time, absolutely not!" Mu Qingge saw that Rong Jue was really worried and assured with a smile.
Rong Jue looks at her clever smile, silent.
"Ah, Lord, what do you want?" Mu Qingge sees that Rong Jue seems to be still angry. She can't help but have a big head. Rong Jue used to lose all her anger when she said something about her. Today, it's very hard to talk.
Of course, it's enough to know how angry he is.
Rong Jue: "what do you think I want?"
"I..."
Mu light song words haven't finished, the belly then gululu continuously called up.
Er!
Holding her stomach, she carefully looked at rongjue and found that his face was even darker than when he first came in!
She wants to cry without tears. She feels that her belly is really disheartened. When she calls it bad, she wants to call it at this time!
With a smile on her face, she was about to talk to Rong Jue, and her stomach began to growl. Therefore, Rong Jue's face seemed darker. She looked at her coldly: "mu, light, song!"
Mu Qingge's scalp is numb!
Fortunately, this is the first time that Rong Jue calls her full name. She thinks it sounds nice, but it's terrible
She felt bitter and anxious. She didn't know how to coax him. When she was in distress, the housekeeper came and looked at the two people carefully: "Prince and princess, the dishes are ready."
"Then bring it quickly!" Mu Qingge said: "I and the Lord are very hungry!"
"Why are you here?" Looking at her flattering face, Rong Jue was beautiful and nimble. Her anger was relieved, but she couldn't help reaching out and pinching, "there's a smell of medicine and blood here!"
By the way, it's bad for your health!
Mu Qingge was pinched by him and hurt badly, but he didn't dare to resist. He said with a smile, "we're here to eat, not in it." In the operating room, where can you eat casually? It's very troublesome to disinfect!
Rong Jue: "what's it like to eat in the corridor, you..."
Mu Qingge reaches for his sleeve and looks at him pitifully.
Rong Jue couldn't speak for a moment, but his face was very cold.
Even so, the housekeeper knew what he should do at a glance.
The housekeeper moved quickly, but in half an hour, he let Rong Jue and mu Qingge sit on a table to eat.
A table is full of exquisite dishes.
However, when mu Qingge looked at the two bowls of medicine soup with rich flavor and fat, he felt bitter.
After talking with Rong Jue before, she hadn't drunk these things for a long time. Today, she put off eating for an hour, and the decoction appeared in front of her again.
The medicine soup was brought to Mu Qingge by the housekeeper himself. At the end of the day, he said: "the Lord knows you have a hard operation, so he specially let the kitchen cook it."
Therefore, mu Qingge had to finish two bowls of extremely greasy medicine soup.
After drinking the medicine soup, she is not at ease with Rong Qingzhi. She finds an excuse to run in and look at his situation, and finds that there is nothing left to run out and continue to eat.
In fact, mu Qingge was pregnant, and she had eaten a lot. This time, she consumed too much and was even more hungry. This time, she ate a third more than usual. Rong Jue was satisfied with this.
His whole face warmed up as she began to look better.
After dinner, Rong Jue asked mu Qingge to go back to rest. Mu Qingge told him the situation. Rong Jue gritted his teeth, "that is to say, you have to keep him all day long?"
In fact, mu Qingge is very afraid of Rong Jue's anger. Some people connive at everything and let you do everything. However, once such people are really angry with you, it's very serious.
Besides, she didn't want Rong Jue to be angry and sad.
In fact, he has been worried about enough, tired enough.
"Lord, don't be angry. I know what you worry about me." Mu Qingge grabs Rong Jue's hand and explains it seriously: "however, it's not easy for people to come back. This day and night is the key. If I just walk away, in case something happens, then..."
Rong Jue didn't speak. His lips were still tight. But he didn't know what he thought of. He seemed to have made up his mind. He suddenly reached out and held her in his arms. "I've been having a nightmare repeatedly recently."