Qiao bao'er inquired on the Internet with her mobile phone. The so-called love the house and the dog means to love a person and care about the people and things related to it. Zhu Xiaowei told her just now that Jun Zhimu interfered in Qiao's work so much that he might have intended to love his family.
She felt that Xiaozhu was wrong, and the explanation of the meaning of the word was not suitable for people like junzhimu.
He would have started to infiltrate her life a year ago. Even more long ago, he knew the people and things around her like the back of his hand. He didn't mean to care. He was just used to mastering everything.
When she faced the king's shepherd, she often felt that she had to surrender because she didn't dare to disobey.
"When have you been obedient, Joe?"
Lu Qinan accompanied them to wait in front of Qiao Wenyu's ward in the inpatient department. Turning around, he suddenly felt funny and asked the worried woman.
The corridor atmosphere in the ICU here is very dignified. Occasionally, there are some cold footsteps, or a few cries of grief in the ICU. Lu Qinan's hearty light laughter seems to be a little abrupt. Zhu Xiaowei whispered, "it's true." She suddenly felt like laughing, too.
When will Qiao Baoer be obedient.
It doesn't exist.
Qiao bao'er's face was a bit awkward. He turned his head and didn't look at them.
"Mr. Joe, wake up."
The door of the ward was pushed open, and the old professor called out to the people waiting outside in his low and gentle voice.
All of a sudden, everyone's face was stunned, and the next second was joyful.
Mrs. Qiao immediately got up from her chair, stepped forward, and said excitedly, "that's great, that's great."
Gu Ruyan supported the old man, Qiao Baoer and Lu Qinan surrounded the professors and academicians one after another, "can I go in to see him, how is his condition now..."
"Miss Qiao, your father has regained consciousness, and the situation is better than we expected. As for the sequelae of cerebral hemorrhage, we have prepared 37 plans at the meeting to deal with it at any time..."
Gu Ruyan quickly stepped forward and grasped his hand, "I really appreciate you." It's a great honor for these old professors and academicians to come here in person.
These authority figures, dressed in white robes, stand upright and upright, smile at them kindly, calm and steady, showing the pride of an old scholar.
"You're welcome." Simply back, not warm.
Qiao bao'er felt that these old men's aura was similar to that of Mr. Jun. later, she stepped back and looked into the ward. She just wanted to know when she could enter the ward. Lu Qinan seemed to be familiar with them and called uncle.
"Miss Joe, we have plans for your father. You don't have to worry too much."
Gu Ruyan asked some questions about his illness. These old men answered them calmly and patiently. However, it is obvious from the chat that these authoritative people are talking to Qiao Baoer. They are miss Qiao.
There was no expression on Qiao bao'er's face. He just nodded to them.
"I'll go to see Wenyu first..."
Old Mrs. Qiao couldn't help but anxiously pushed the door of the ward to go ahead and have a look. She suddenly thought of something and turned to ask Qiao bao'er, "bao'er, thank you very much for coming back."
Mrs. Qiao is also a smart person. Needless to say, people with a clear eye can see that these people are all invited by the jun family. Lu Qinan is just a middleman.
Qiao Baoer didn't hear it.
Lu Qinan went to the office with several professors and academicians to talk about it in detail. Qiao bao'er was sitting alone on the chair in the corridor. Suddenly, she was not in a hurry to go in and see her father. She suddenly settled down about it.
With him, there is basically no accident.
Just like the habitual thinking of the brain, she doesn't know whether it is a kind of dependence or not.