"Mengxi, promise me, OK?"

"I... I..."

"Mengxi, you are mine."

Huo Tingchen slowly pressed down and was about to step forward. His lips were only a little away from ye Mengxi's, so he heard Ye Mengxi cry out, "brother mubai, i... I promise you."

The man's boiling blood instantly condenses, as if he had been thrown into the ice cave. He is cold all over.

Ye Xiaobao had been waiting for them for a long time, but he looked around for a long time, watching a group of Uncle black bodyguards surround Lao Huo's Bentley. He flattened his mouth and pulled Song Qing's sleeve, "Uncle song, what is Lao Huo doing? Why don't you get out of the car? I'm worried about Mommy... "

Song Qing pushed his glasses and said with a gentle smile, "don't worry, young master. The president is helping Miss ye... Treat her illness."

Song Qing thought about the wording, or the word "cure" within the scope of Ye Xiaobao's understanding.

"Well? Treatment? When did Lao Huo study medicine? " Ye Xiaobao grabs his head. Isn't his old Huo a big President? And the skill of medicine?

"But he's been in there for half an hour. Why can't he come out? Can Lao Huo cure my mother? " Ye Xiaobao stamped his feet anxiously. For the nth time, he wanted to get close to the car door to have a look.

"Don't worry, young master. Miss Ye's illness is a little difficult to cure. He is the president of the company..."

Song Qing wanted to say that the president must be able to do it, but when the words came to his mouth, he felt that he was not able to pollute the young master.

And he can't let the young master disturb the president and miss Ye. After all, for the first time in the past five years, the president is expected to take... A little longer.

Ye Xiaobao is worried. When Song Qing is about to be unable to stop him, a male voice from Qingyue says, "Mr. Huo has been holding it for too long. If you let it out at one time, half an hour is certainly not enough. Only he can cure your mother's disease, but the time will be longer. Don't worry too much, little baby."

Ye Xiaobao looks at the owner of the voice. His old and serious white coat makes him look like a fairyland. However, his originally handsome face is covered with cold ice. He likes to laugh. He always has a smile on his lips, which reminds Ye Xiaobao of a word he just learned recently: frivolity.

This man is very frivolous and doesn't look like a good man. His face is covered with frost. But the smell of immortality on his body makes people have no aversion to him. He looks like an immortal who is far away from the world, but he is very approachable.

He squatted down in front of Ye Xiaobao, and ye Xiaobao asked: "are you a doctor? How do you know? "

"Young master, this is Dr. Rong, the youngest medical professor in China."

Song Qing introduces Ye Xiaobao with a smile.

"Oh --"

Ye Xiaobao's mouth became an O-shape, and he felt that the people in front of him were full of excitement, although he didn't understand Song Qing's words.

Rong Yan looks at his watch and looks at the car surrounded by bodyguards. He guesses that he's coming. Just as he's about to turn around and leave, the door suddenly opens. Huo Tingchen comes out with Ye Mengxi wrapped in his arms. He has a gloomy look on his face. His eyes pass Rong Yan, and Rong Yan immediately follows him.

Ye Xiaobao is not happy Du mouth, suspect Song Qing, "Uncle song cheat, old Huo can't cure!"

Song Qing wiped a cold sweat on his forehead. "This..." was beyond his expectation!

Does the president really only have half an hour?