Chapter 243

Mu Qiqi is frightened. She also has dysmenorrhea, but it's not like Sun Zhen.

Let the doctor say so later may lead to infertility, Muqiqi think it is necessary to wait for a good lesson to this girl.

Never know to care about your body, never pay attention to what you eat or drink.

Don't ask her also know that this time the cause of the pain of the dead and alive, certainly drink wine, eat ice.

The next time it hurts, the next time it doesn't stop.

It's worth the pain!

Send the doctor out, Mu Qiqi saw Yang Yilin and song Qingyun standing in the corridor and never left.

She was very grateful to go, "Dr. Song, thank you really this time. Without your help, I don't think it would be so smooth to arrange the bed."

Song Qingyun is gentle and elegant, "Miss Mu is polite. As brother of Lao Mo, I should help."

Muqiqi, "... How can you hear this so awkward?

Yang Yilin's IQ is online today. He gives song Qingyun a look of inquiry and asks incredulously, "Brother Yun, what do you mean by that?"

Song Qingyun laughs but doesn't answer. First, he intentionally loses Yang Yilin's appetite. Second, he worries about making Miss Mu feel uncomfortable.

Muqiqi continued to be embarrassed and scratched his head. "Then I'll take care of my friend first."

"Well, if there is anything wrong with Miss mu, you can go to my office and find me, the second room upstairs."

For song Qingyun's intimate reminder, Muqiqi smiled gratefully, "thank you so much."

"It's all said. Don't be polite to me."

Muqiqi was even more embarrassed and turned to run into the ward.

And she goes in front of her feet, and Yang Yilin, who is impatient in the back, drags song Qingyun to ask, "Brother Yun, do you know anything? The woman and the Lord? "

She drove Sir Alex's car several times in a row. If there was nothing between them, he didn't believe it.

But how could Sir Alex like this type?

Yang Yilin thought it was incredible.

"Don't ask me. I don't know anything. If you want to know, buy some supplementary samples and go home to see your brother." Song Qingyun said with a light smile.

Yang Yilin was only behind him, with a black line on his face? Won't that man be dead? "

Song Qingyun can't laugh or cry after listening, "you think everyone is like you."

"Then what happened to him?" Yang Yilin is curious.

"I have a cold and the fever is high. Do you think you should go to see it as a brother?" Song Qingyun looks at him helplessly, turns around and enters a large ward.

Yang Yilin is stunned at the spot. What has become so pretentious?

I didn't see him resting at home when he was assassinated. How could a common cold even visit him?

Stupefied, he walked in the direction of the elevator.

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Linhai manor.

Yang Yilin did bring a big fruit basket.

As soon as he got off the bus, the servants all paid attention to him.

Not for anything else, but for the basket in his hand.

When did you come here with something?

Don't they come empty handed and come back full loaded?

What's the matter today? Can the sun come out from the west?

Just when people were curious, the Lord whistled and sang, and walked towards the house.

······In Mo yanjue's bedroom, Yang Yilin pounced on the air.

Turn around and go to the other room, push the door directly to the door ···