Chapter 311

If you want to know why so many people hate the rich, you can't blame them. If you look at ordinary people and live in a hospital, you have to compare them. Public hospitals have to go to people's hospitals because it's relatively cheap. It's OK to have minor illnesses and minor pains. Once you get any serious illness, the medical expenses alone are worrying, because you can't afford such a serious illness without money.

But the rich people, who still don't go to public hospitals, dislike the poor medical facilities, poor service and poor housing conditions, rush to private hospitals one after another. It's not enough. They have to have the whole independent VIP ward with special personnel to take care of them. For example, Leng Lingtian, although he is hospitalized, the condition is no different from that of a hotel. The whole ward has everything, Even in the kitchen, you can cook porridge.

"I asked Liu Li to buy me some food for porridge this morning. I thought it was time for you to come."

He seems to be so relaxed now. In fact, the first thing he wakes up is to worry about Mu angqi. However, when he finds that mu angqi is not with him and is still missing, he almost comes down from the hospital bed. Many doctors and nurses still press him. This is the end.

However, although others didn't go, they sent someone to look for it. After a day's search, there was no trace. Later, they heard that mu angqi was also in the hospital, but the situation was good, so they were a little relieved. At the same time, the people at the bottom also found out that the accident was not an accident, but a man-made accident. He also knew that Maggie had done it, and told him that Maggie was seriously injured and her face was seriously disfigured, With her escape from prison, the rest of her life is expected to be difficult.

Although Leng Lingtian is ruthless, he still has some conscience. Mai Qiqi has become like that. He doesn't embarrass her anymore. He just informs the prison that this man is an extremely dangerous person. We must take good care of him and don't let her escape. Of course, the former prison administrators also changed their blood because of this matter. The later people, It has more or less something to do with Leng Lingtian. No one dares to release Maggie as a dangerous person.

Mu Anqi washes vegetables, cuts vegetables, and cleans rice. When she does these things, Leng Lingtian looks at her quietly. She is busy with her back. In a trance, they are married. At the moment, Mu Anqi is his wife. She is busy cooking for him in the kitchen. When she looks at her, she can't help but raise her mouth.

He remembered that at the moment when he was hit by a truck, he had only one idea in his mind. Mu Anqi couldn't do anything, so instinctively he stretched out his hand to her, hugged her and protected her in his arms. Now he thought that the actions often taken at the most critical moment were the most heartfelt, so mu Anqi was even more important than his own life, Then his feelings for her are more than a little.

For more than an hour, she was busy in the kitchen. He was lying on the bed and watching quietly. The sunshine outside the window came in through the window. It was warm and comfortable.

Without many things that need to be concerned about, he is not the president of a multinational company, but just an ordinary company employee. He lives with mu angqi and quarrels over trivial things. He goes to and from work every day and occasionally goes out to the mall on weekends to see discounted goods or buy rations in the supermarket for a few days, Every day when I come home from work, I nestle in a living room with several square meters to watch TV, which is actually quite good.

He was also shocked when he realized that he should have such a common idea.

For her sake, he was willing to be an unknown and ordinary man, rather than a big business tycoon like now.

"What do you think, laughing so cheaply."

She had cooked porridge and walked to him with it, but he didn't respond. Instead, she relied on it and laughed happily. Her voice woke him up and looked at her.

She said he laughed so cheaply that he was not angry at all.

"I was thinking, ah, you said that if we were really married, I would come home from work every day and wait for you to cook for me. Actually, it's not bad."

"Who said he would marry you? Besides, why can't you cook for me when I cook for you? "

Leng Lingtian raised his eyebrows: "it has been a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation since ancient times that men dominate the outside and women dominate the inside."

"Oh! What time is it? We still talk like this. Now men and women are equal! "

Leng Lingtian said with a smile: "then you can also talk about your salary. The one who has more money is the master. How much money do you earn a month?"

When it comes to money, who is colder than him in a city? They are so rich that they can't be compared with her.

Talk about money in front of Leng Lingtian, not hurt self-esteem, it is self humiliation, she hates staring at him.

"You don't know how much I get a month!" She gritted her teeth and he laughed merrily.

"Ah!"

"What for?"

"Didn't you make me porridge? Feed me."

Mu Anqi put the bowl on the table, and her anger hasn't disappeared yet!

"Don't you have your own hands? Eat by yourself!"

"Angry?" He approached her with a smile, and she turned away.

"No!"

"You look like a toad. You're not angry yet."

“……”

He is in a good mood, coax her way: "well, big deal, I tell you a way, let you rich than me how?"

Mu angqi rolled her eyes to the snow-white wall and regarded her as an idiot. In her life, even if she went to buy lottery tickets and won five million yuan, she could not be richer than Leng Lingtian.

She kept silent. He knocked on her neck and blew hot air into her neck. It was numb and itchy. He couldn't stand it.

"Can you sit better?"

He still knocked there, soft voice: "well, I'm injured, I don't have the strength."

She knew in her heart that he was lying to her, but she didn't tell the truth. He leaned on her so much.

"Then ask the doctor to show you the wound and see if it's inflamed."

She said that, but actually she didn't move, because she knew he was pretending this time, so she was not so excited and nervous as just now.

"The doctor can't see well."

"Why?"

"Heart disease!" He grabbed her hand and pressed it on his chest, a soft look, and Mu couldn't help laughing.

"You are still worried. Are you suffering from a wound or a chest pain? Do you want another CT of your heart? "

"Those are useless."

"What do you want to do?"

"You can fix it." When he said this, he held her earlobe, warm and soft. When she was excited, she pushed him away.

"Ouch!" He exhaled in pain and covered his chest. His expression was painful. It didn't look like pretending. She asked him nervously.

"Hit the wound?"

"Well!" Then he lifted up his clothes and showed them to her. The bandage on his chest made her sad and could not help blaming himself.

"How did it happen?"

He looked aggrieved: "hit."