Chapter 309

Fu Qing just laughs at this, honest officials can not break the housework, he is also lazy to get involved.

When Leng Shaoheng returned to the hospital after finishing his official business, he happened to see Shen's mother coming to the inpatient department wearing a black cheongsam and holding a heat preservation bucket. His face turned black and said, "Mrs. Shen."

Mother Shen turned her head and saw Leng Shaoheng. Her eyes and eyebrows were full of joy. She said with a smile, "young master Leng, are you coming to see Qingqing? We are blessed to have you to take care of us

Leng Shaoheng's face was slightly cold, and her eyes turned to the heat preservation bucket she was holding in her hand, and said quietly, "what's in it?"

"Oh, it's the soup I sent to Qingqing! Qingqing, she likes to drink the soup made by me since she was a child. Before, she lived outside all the time and seldom had a sip of it. Now that she is ill, I'll give her a good tonic! " Shen's mother's eyes are even more smiling, and she doesn't feel sorry for her daughter's illness.

Yesterday, when she came to deliver soup, Leng Shaoheng was not there. A good play came to an end before it was staged. Today, she picked a good time to come to the hospital and met him.

Leng Shaoheng looked at her up and down with her cold eyes for a moment. She made mother Shen look a little unnatural. Before she spoke, she said coldly, "Qingqing is tired now. You'd better give me the soup. I'll take it for you."

"Well? I'm her mother, not a guest! " Shen mother quite puzzled frown.

"Just give me the soup, and I'll feed it to her." Cold Shaoheng light way.

Shen's mother doesn't insist any more. Anyway, she just makes an appearance for Leng Shaoheng. He can see her with his own eyes.

"Well, it's red date and black chicken soup. Drink it while it's hot. I'll go back now." Mother Shen smiles and hands him the thermos bucket.

Leng Shaoheng took it and walked to the inpatient department. After about 300 meters, he made sure that Shen's mother couldn't see him any more. He opened the lid of the thermos bucket, poured all the soup and water into the garbage can, and finally threw the thermos bucket in, giving a dull echo.

He took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped his slender fingers coldly and skillfully, and walked towards the ward.

When he came to the door of the ward, he saw Shen Qingqing stand up from the bed with the help of Xiao Zhao, a nurse. He was so weak yesterday that he had to get up and walk on his own today, which added fuel to his anger.

Shen Qingqing has been lying in bed for more than a week. Now her head is heavier than her feet. Trying to support her thin body with her legs is as difficult as a newborn baby. There is cold sweat exuding from her forehead, but she still tries to stand with her teeth clenched.

Until she exhausted her physical strength, her body fell down like a falling rain butterfly, and Xiao Zhao, a nurse, could not hold her because she had been supporting her for a long time, so he could only watch her fall to the floor.

Between lightning and flint, a black figure holds Shen Qingqing in her arms, holds her slender waist, and makes her lean against him.

It's Leng Shaoheng that Shen Qingqing can guess without opening her eyes. He exudes a mixture of mint and nicotine, full of cold depression, which makes it hard to forget.

"Who sent you down? You don't want your legs, do you? " In his low voice there was a calming rage.

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