Chapter 349

At ordinary times, the family members have a headache and fever, do not need to go to the hospital, there are family doctors.

But Jing Qian is small after all, and his resistance is relatively poor. A small cold may cause a series of diseases. His family dare not delay, and they want to take him to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.

Originally, I was going to Huo Mingyang's Haitian hospital, but my old house was a little far away from Haitian hospital. Jing Qian kept coughing, his small face turned red, and he kept humming.

They didn't have to choose. They went to the nearest hospital.

But I did not expect to enter the hospital hall, met the seat distance.

Compared with the last meeting, Qiao Mu found that his changes were quite big, some haggard, as if a few years old.

She turned her head to look at the man beside her, only to see his eyes light at the middle-aged man in front of her.

Jing Qian suffered straight hum, Xi Muqiao patted his back, pacifying his mood.

Xi Lucheng looks a little at a loss. He looks at the child in Ximu Qiao's arms, rubs his hands, and asks softly, "child, is it uncomfortable?"

Xi Muqiao of course won't answer, moved his eyes, took the lead to open his legs, walked in the past.

See, mat Road on the surface of a stiff, some angry.

After listening to Xi Muqiao's stories last time, Qiaomu really felt that Xi Chengde, as a man, had no responsibility, especially when he was a teenager.

She nodded at the seat distance and trotted to catch up with ximuccio.

He didn't expect that Qiao Mu would nod with him. For a while, he was in a hurry. Xi turned away and looked at Xi Muqiao who entered the hall. His heart was filled with grief.

If he didn't have an asshole at first, now, is he at home, enjoying his grandson?

"Simuccio, slow down, I can't keep up with you!" Joe tugged at his sleeve.

Smell speech, the man's pace slowed down, looked at her, did not speak.

"Don't be sad..."

"Is Yan Yan's phone call through?" The man suddenly made a voice and interrupted Qiao Mu's words about to exit.

Qiao Mu knew that he had a heart knot. He didn't say it. He took out his mobile phone from his bag. "No one answers. I'll call again."

Qiaomu dials out the telephone, still, the mobile phone still nobody answers.

She shook her head at simuccio, the man's face a little gloomy.

Xi Muyan has been busy with his own design since he returned home. He happened to have a business trip these days. However, he couldn't get in touch with anyone since yesterday.

Jing Qian suffered a lot, closed his eyes and began to cry, Xi Muqiao gently coax two words, there has been someone to meet up, directly took them to the examination room.

At that time, Xi Muyan was in the neighboring Jingcheng.

"South to Mo, are you sick?"

The man grabbed the water cup thrown by the woman and put it on the table. His face was light and he didn't speak.

Xi Muyan was angry. He didn't want money for what he had at hand. He threw it to the south facing Mo, "you don't have the ability to lock me up for a lifetime!"

"Words, let's talk."

Xi Muyan gasps violently, his hair is a little messy, and his delicate face no longer exists.

At noon yesterday, she returned to the hotel. As soon as she opened the door, she stretched out a hand behind her, twisted the door and pushed her in.

After the man came in, he made a phone call without saying a word. The door was locked from the outside, and all the networks and telephones in the room were cut off as long as they could contact with the outside.

Even her mobile phone has been confiscated, from yesterday noon to now, she yelled hoarse after the voice, but South Lin Mo is still indifferent.

He didn't fight back and scolded him. He didn't react at all, which made Xi Muyan crazy.

"Let's talk." South facing Mo stands beside, drooping eyes at her, is still this one sentence.

Xi Muyan's answer is still a refusal, coldly threw a word in the past, "roll!"

"I can't let you go if you're like this."

"If you have the ability, you'll trap me. Nanlin Mo, you're the second asshole I've seen, a loser! What's the difference between you and the mat? It's better to be the same as a pig or a dog! "

South face Mo eyelash quiver, acquiesce her words.

Xi Muyan took a deep breath, cleared his dry throat, went to the table, poured a glass of water, sipped it, moistened his throat.

The man sighed and walked to her side. He looked down at the woman who was a head shorter than himself. His fingers moved and went to hold her hand.

The finger just touched the back of Xi Muyan's hand, she threw it away abruptly, "don't touch me!"

For her this kind of reaction, Nan Lin Mo is not surprised, but he did not shrink back, once again stretched out, firmly held that weak boneless hand tightly.

Xi Muyan put down the water cup with a bang and shook his hand vigorously to get rid of it.

But how can her strength compare to a man, how can't throw away, south facing Mo afraid of her injury, quickly and tightly imprison her in the arms."Words, don't struggle. I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

The man's low voice with a bit helpless, a little bit disappointed, and a little gentle, which makes Xi Muyan vaguely remember the past.

He said, words, don't move, it's hot.

He said, words, don't be angry, I'll pick you up after school.

He also said, Yan Yan, no matter what you become, you are my baby.

He said a lot of many, after a few years, the words that the man said at the beginning appeared in her mind, incomparably clear, as if yesterday.

As soon as the nose is sour, tears will rush out. She is biting her teeth to bear it. She doesn't want to show her fragile side in front of him.

"Let me go!" There was a slight tremor in the voice.

Stay together for four years, Nanlin Mo knows her very well and knows that she is crying, "don't let go, talk, I don't want to let you go again."

"Do you know how disgusting it makes me feel when you say that?" Xi Muyan choked.

Mo's face is a little pale in the south, half drooping eyelashes, chin against her head, a heart like a broken hole, dripping with blood outside.

He knew how much she hated this sentence, which he had said at the beginning, but he did not abide by chengruo and let her go away with pregnancy.

At the thought of her 22-year-old, she tried her best to hide all the people. She was hard to produce and take care of her children in foreign countries. She was very regretful and wanted to give herself a few knives.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry."

At the moment, any words, in the face of the facts, only powerless.

"Give me back my cell phone. My son calls me every day!"

Yesterday his mobile phone was taken away, no one can contact her, big baby didn't talk to her, I don't know if she will cry.

Nanlin Mo didn't speak, just held her tightly, such warmth, he lost three years, how reluctant to let go.

"Nanlin Mo, how many times do you want me to say? It's useless for you to be so dogged. I don't want to have any contact with you again!"