Chapter 861

"It doesn't matter. I'll eat whatever you do." Song Yanshu is smiling, his face is full of happiness.

Mu Qingqing gave him a look. He didn't speak. He was busy. Such a scene, in the imagination of song Yanshu, has been repeated many times, this is a kind of extravagant hope, incomparably far away. It's a pity that when all these pictures are real, they are still so far away.

"Can you help me go down and buy some medicine?" Song Yan Shu pleaded and said.

Mu Qingqing didn't look up. She was cutting the pumpkin with a knife. She just sighed in a long voice, "good, good, don't buy medicine. I'm afraid you want me to pick the stars for you. I can't do it!"

Song Yan Shu laughs and doesn't answer.

In Song Yanshu's opinion, even a few hours is not enough for such a harmonious and sweet picture, but the more greedy you want, the more God likes to joke with you.

In less than 15 minutes, Mu Qingqing's telephone ring suddenly broke the leisurely atmosphere. She wiped it on the towel beside her and then touched it along the direction of the sound source in her pocket.

Looking at the number on the screen, Mu Qingqing frowned, or quickly pressed the answer button, "Uncle Tang, what can I do for you?"

Uncle Tang was the housekeeper of Donglin villa before moliancheng, and this song Yanshu also knew. Hearing that it had something to do with Mo Liancheng, song Yanshu's expression could not help becoming dim and looked away.

"No, young lady, young master, he... He fainted again and entered the hospital. I really don't know what to do, so I called you..." Butler Tang's voice was extremely anxious. He was really worried about moliancheng, and Mu Qingqing also knew that, but Uncle Tang was not a man who made his own decisions easily when there were other ways.

"Send me the address. I'll be right there."

Hearing that Mo Liancheng had an accident and entered the hospital, Mu Qingqing only felt that her brain was blank. In the established impression, moliancheng is like an iron fist. No matter what happens, he can take charge of everything on his own. He has long been used to being cared for. He always thinks that moliancheng is like a big tree and will never fall down.

Mu Qingqing didn't say much. After hanging up the phone, she immediately picked up her coat from the back of her chair and was going to walk outside. If it wasn't for song Yanshu to hold her, Mu Qingqing even forgot to tell him.

"Qing Qing, where are you going Song Yanshu's eyebrows wrinkled tightly. The warm and powerful palm encircles Mu Qingqing's delicate wrist, and his eyes are deep.

"Liancheng got into the hospital."

Mu Qingqing broke away from Song Yanshu's hand. She even glanced at her for a moment. Then she turned her head and said to her sister Zhou, "take good care of Xiaochi. I may come back late. Call me if you have anything to do!"

"I see, Miss mu. You can go without worry." Sister Zhou is a trustworthy person. At first, uncle Tang introduced her to her. Mu Qingqing has always been distrustful of strangers. If Uncle Tang wasn't the person, Mu Qingqing was very sure, and she would not be so relieved to leave the child to her care.

"I'll send you..."

Song Yanshu's voice has not yet fallen, and there is a sound of closing the door at the door. Sister Zhou didn't say anything, so she went to the second floor to take care of the baby.

Suddenly, the huge apartment becomes extremely quiet, as if the sound of a hair falling can be easily absorbed by the ear. Song Yanshu stood where she was, and heard the sound of the cooking pot in the kitchen. It seemed that even the hot food was laughing at Song Yanshu's loneliness.

What she saw was the shoes that Mu Qingqing didn't even have time to change. She only stepped on the home slippers to rush out of the door, can let her so reckless, I am afraid that only Mo Liancheng one.

What kind of charm does this man have that can make Mu Qingqing obsessed and pay everything for it? Song Yanshu has never found the answer. A few attempts failed to solve the doubts in Song Yan Shu's mind.

He just knew that there seemed to be an insurmountable barrier between mu Qingqing and moliancheng, which was impossible for others to cross easily. Sometimes it's like a step away, sometimes it's like an abyss.

"Check Molian city for me, and see what he's up to!"

Song Yan Shu said in a cold voice to the phone. He didn't say a word more, and then threw the phone into his pocket. He walked to the kitchen and turned off the fire that kept the pot rolling.

Instead of leaving, song Yanshu sat in the dining room of Mu Qingqing's house with a gloomy face and drank up the whole pot of pumpkin porridge. The pumpkin, which had not yet been boiled, had a green and astringent taste and stirred the taste buds on the tip of his tongue. Song Yanshu ignored it and poured all the things that didn't taste very good into his stomach.

Trying to find a trace of comfort, at least this pot of porridge really let his only remaining meaning cold virus, completely died in the cradle.

When Mu Qingqing arrived at the hospital, Mo Liancheng was already sober and was confronting the medical staff with a cold face. "I'm fine. What can be checked? I'll leave. Go through the procedures for me as soon as possible."

"Mr. Mo, fainting can be big or small, you just leave, in case something happens, what can you do?" Doctor and Mo Liancheng are already familiar with each other, and Mu Qingqing knows them.Once upon a time, he almost took the hospital as his home. He visited the hospital twice a day. This doctor was not only skillful, but also very polite and modest, so he left a deep impression on Mu Qingqing.

"I'm responsible for what happened. Don't let me get out of the way!" Despite the obstruction, moliancheng insisted on leaving the hospital.

Seeing this, Mu Qingqing clenched his fist angrily. Butler Tang saw the figure of Mu Qingqing from a distance, as if he saw the Savior at once, and walked quickly.

"Young lady, you are here. The young master refuses to stay for examination. None of us can persuade him." Tang housekeeper said nervously, his hands folded in front of the body, and kept coming back to buckle his fingers. I can see that he is really anxious.

"Give it to me!"

Mu Qingqing was also a little worried about why Mo Liancheng fainted, so he went forward without saying a word, pushed aside the doctor and threw a fist on his face.

This sudden blow was caught off guard, and he fell directly on the hospital bed behind him. All of them took a breath of cold air and looked at him with consternation. No one dared to speak.

"It's hard for you, doctor. You'll go to the examination room in 15 minutes." Mu Qingqing's eyes are dead staring at Mo Liancheng, cold voice said.

The doctor was stunned for a moment. Then he saw Butler Tang waving his hand. He nodded knowingly and said, "yes, yes, I'm going to prepare now."

With that, he quickly withdrew from the ward.