Chapter 257

Mo Beiting was a little impatient. He opened his five fingers and held her ten fingers tightly. "What do you think?"

"Maybe we don't have to stimulate my mom."

Mo Beiting

He looked back and saw Shen Jianyan walking towards the doctor's office.

Shen Jian Yan hasn't seen them yet, so his mood is relatively calm. He doesn't get angry or furious.

However, when he came near, it was the same expression.

A calm face swept past them.

"Dad, I'm sorry."

It's so obvious that Mo Beiting and Yi Qiao don't understand.

He didn't see it. He ignored them.

Although Shen Jian Yan is angry, he is also a man in his fifties. He will not act in anger.

He has the basic courtesy.

When Mo Beiting spoke, he stopped.

"Don't call me dad. I can't afford it," he said, looking at Yiqiao. It's not like it was yesterday. "Your mother is in infusion. You go and see. I'll ask the doctor about her condition."

"Good."

Yi Qiao looked at Mo Beiting and then left. As soon as she left, Shen Jianyan also left.

Mo Beiting stood at the door of the doctor's office waiting for Shen Jianyan to come out. He wanted to smoke. Several times, he put his hand into his trousers bag to touch the cigarette box and forced himself to take it out.

So repeated several times, Shen Jian Yan just came out!

"Dad, go up to the rooftop and have a cigarette?"

"Smoking with you, I'm afraid I can't help beating people." Shen Jian Yan Si is not polite to him. He has been suffocating all day.

As expected.

Shen Jian Yan's temper is not better than his grandfather's!

Mo Beiting side head, "how about, change a place?"

……

Chen Qing was watching TV. She lost too much blood, which made her look very weak. Her head was wrapped in a circle of gauze, and a large piece of her hair was shaved off in that part of her hand.

There is a needle on the back of the hand and a cartoon hot water bag under the palm.

Yi Qiao walks in. Her mother loves beauty. She usually spends a lot of time and money on her hair. Now it's hard to be shaved like this.

She stood aside with guilt, "Mom."

"Yi Qiao, come and sit down." Chen Qing waved to her.

"I'm sorry. I'm the one who humiliated you."

"You don't like the wedding. Don't blame your father. You are the only daughter of the Shen family. Your father has always been strict with you because he raised you as a boy. After all, if the Shen family is too weak, they will be bullied when they take over the company."

Chen Qing seldom says so much to her, which makes Yi Qiao a little uncomfortable for a moment, and frowns slightly.

It was originally sitting by the bed, but also quietly sat on the side of the chair.

See the apple on the table, "want to eat an apple, I help you peel one."

Chen Qing naturally is to see, the light in the eye is dark, patted her hand, "Yi Qiao, it is father and mother, sorry you."

"It's OK. It's over. I'm so old that I don't need it anymore."

In the past and do not need to have the essential difference, Chen Qing nodded, also did not say anything.

She couldn't say those tearful words.

To Yi Qiao, she is in debt, but this kind of debt, will only hide in the heart, accumulate more and more!

She and Yi Qiao's father are not good at expression.

And this is not good at, more like congenital deficiency, no matter how hard they try, in the end, they can't do the same as ordinary parents.

"Yi Qiao, do you love Mo Beiting?"

Outside the ward, the two men who are planning to come in stop at the same time. Shen Jianyan looks at Mo Beiting, and Mo Beiting's eyes are fixed on the delicate woman beside the bed.

Love?

He found that he was looking forward to the answer, and a little nervous. The answer was different from what he expected.

Love?

The same question, Yi Qiao is also thinking, she is a little absent-minded to peel the apple, did not answer Chen Qing's words.

She lowered her head, Chen Qing can't see her expression, "Yi Qiao?"

Yi Qiao just finished cutting the apple and handed it to her. She looked up and glanced at the infusion bottle. "The drip is gone. I'll call the doctor."

“……”

Chen Qing wants to say that there is a pager on the wall, but Yi Qiao has already come to the door.

Outside the door, the radian of Mo Beiting's lips dissipated. He looked at Yi Qiao,

Long legs step forward to stop her way, "there is a pager in the ward."

"You go to the hospital first," Shen Jianyan turned to see Mo Beiting. His face was not good, but he still didn't like to see him. His voice and expression were mixed with obvious anger. "It's going to take Yiqiao to the hospital after a while. It's not good for you to have regular infusion. Just let the doctor prescribe some medicine. No cold can be infused."