Chapter 65

He Qiaoyan drives the car into an antique courtyard and opens the doors for the three people on the car.

Then, lead Qin Yiyue's hand and lead them to the front.

They naturally get along with each other in a proper way, which makes loyal and xiao'an in the back envious and hateful.

Xiao'an silently takes out her mobile phone and takes several pictures of two hands holding hands.

She found that her sister Qin, even if she stood side by side with a man like he Qiaoyan, was not compared, and could not help admiring.

He Qiao went straight to a room with tatami and a small tea table on it.

On the small tea table are delicate and elegant tea sets and fine cakes.

"The meal will be ready in a few minutes. I'll make you a cup of tea first," he explained

Xiao'an looks at the feast of Joe.

When he Qiaoyan released Qin Yiyue's hand, he hugged Qin Yiyue and couldn't help crying, "sister Qin, let me hold it first. Otherwise, I can't help but hug me and congratulate the general manager. "

Qin Yiyue raised his chin in the direction of congratulating Qiao, "if you want to go up, I will not stop you."

"I dare not." Xiao'an looks at the He Qiao banquet a few steps away and counsels.

"Then don't cry."

He Qiaoyan listened to the conversation with a smile.

As expected, there are different superiors and subordinates.

He put the tea in front of the three, "try it."

Xiao'an is choked at once and breathes in.

She was almost lost, and had a thick skin. She said to he Qiaoyan, "Mr. He, I adore you, especially sister Qin. I see elder sister Qin every day. I don't see much of you. Can you take a picture with me to realize the dream of small fans? "

"Good."

Xiao'an immediately jumped up to the side of Heqiao banquet and made a V gesture behind it.

Qin Yiyue took several photos of the two of them with her mobile phone, "you change your posture. Xiao'an, your gesture is like a retarded child. Please change it. "

At once, xiao'an had the audacity to put on the arm of he Qiaoyan and smiled happily.

Qin Yiyue took a lot of photos for her again, and then said, "OK, let go quickly and take less advantage of my husband."

"Sister Qin, you changed your face too fast." Xiao an shouts discontentedly.

"My husband is loved by everyone and flowers are blooming. He must be optimistic."

Xiao'an ignores her, but quickly gives Qin Yiyue the seat beside he Qiaoyan. She goes to see the photo with her mobile phone.

It doesn't matter whether she looks at it or not. She also pulls loyar to look at it together and says, "I'm sure that there's no dead end in 360 degrees. My face has been upgraded several grades."

Loyal's eyes were glued to the face of Hojo's banquet, looking at the handsome eyebrows and eyes, smiling eyes, and his heart was throbbing.

He Qiaoyan takes advantage of xiao'an to look at the photos, secretly pinches Qin Yiyue's palm and whispers, "satisfied?"

"Thank you for your cooperation." Qin Yiyue matched at the same volume.

The dishes soon came up. Each dish was full of color, fragrance, and delicacy. It was very pleasant to watch.

At the dinner table, he Qiaoyan occasionally sets dishes for the three of them and occasionally introduces the dishes.

They will not deliberately brush their presence in front of them, nor will they feel left out.

Xiao'an's eyes are becoming star eyes after a meal.

**After lunch, Qin Yiyue was taken to the office by the director as soon as he returned to the hospital.

"What's the situation, director?"

"Don't wait to see you."

"What do you want to see me for? I'm not good at technique and I have a bad temper. Is it able to make his body not hurt, or is his heart smooth? "

"You ask me, I ask who?" The director said, throwing Qin Yiyue a piece of paper, "it's Mo Mu's sickroom number. Go to it yourself."

Qin Yiyue took the note and glanced at it. "How is his temper?"

"Just feel it for yourself."

"Tut Tut, it seems that Mo Mu has lost his eyes. OK, I'm ready for it. " Qin Yiyue said and went out.

The director added behind him: "be smart, you know? Don't stand around and be scolded. "

"I know. If he dares to scold me, I will cut him!"

Director: "..."

**Qin Yiyue walked slowly to the top floor of the inpatient building.

The top floor is all VIP ward, half ward, half air garden. The air is good, and it is convenient for patients to relax.

Qin Yiyue went to the door of Mo Mu's sickroom and tapped on the door a few times. I'm Qin Yiyue, the doctor of the hospital. Can I go in? "

The room was silent.

Qin Yiyue repeated again, only to hear the voice coming from inside, "come in!"

Qin Yiyue pushes the door in and sees the disorderly trough of the ward.Quilts, hot kettles, meals and so on were all falling in pieces, and Mo Mu was also falling beside the bed with his crutches three meters away.

Mo Mu's heavy half face was wrapped in gauze, only showing the intact part of his face.

That eye looks at Qin Yiyue like a hawk and falcon, and the eye would like to become a knife to kill Qin Yiyue.

Qin Yiyue turned a blind eye to him, ignored the injury on his foot, and walked quickly to Mo Dushen, "Mr. Mo, I will help you to bed."

"You came to see my joke?"

"I'm not so free." Qin Yiyue bent down to help Mo Dushen up. "It's cool on the ground. Don't sit on the ground."

Don't let go of her hand. "Go!"

"If you want me to come, I'll come. If you want me to go, I'll go."? We doctors are so easy to kill in your eyes? " Qin said with a smile.

Then, regardless of Mo Mu's surprise and struggle, she went around behind him, picked him up half from behind, and put him on the bed lightly.

"You are injured now, and the first task is to recuperate. Anger, injustice and hatred are all put aside. You are still a star, many people are paying attention to you and looking forward to your recovery and reappearance in front of the media. If you don't cooperate with the medical staff, it won't do you any good. "

Qin Yiyue doesn't care whether Mo Mu listens to it or not, and continues: "you may think it's unfortunate, but you're also a little lucky. You can get in touch with the Dean within two hours of the injury. Dean's technology, you should be confident that he will not let you leave scars on your face, will let you go back with the former posture. If you can't cooperate, even if the dean's technology is perfect, there is no way to help you. Most people are not so lucky. "

"Who asked you to say that?!" Mo Mu's eyes were gloomy, and he was as dead as a hawk and Falcon on Qin Yiyue's face.

"I want to say it myself. I was also present at your operation. The dean and the director handled your wound well. As long as you cooperate with the treatment, there will be no problem. I'm sure you understand that, but why do you want to add pain to your treatment now? Do you think it's very existential, or do you want to leave a little scar in this event as a souvenir? "