Chapter 313

At the first sound of the alarm, mu Zehao reached out in time and closed it. Then he took a look at Qiao Xiaoxiao, who was sleeping heavily in his arms. He gently took out the hand she had pillowed, opened the quilt, got out of bed, tucked in the corner again, and went out to his son Fenfen's room.

Fenfen also woke up at this time. She was holding her little clothes and studying to wear them, but she couldn't do it. The sweater was half covered, and the pants only had one leg. The socks were well worn, but they were two different.

Mu Zehao couldn't laugh or cry, scraped his son's small nose and said, "I don't know if you are helping or making trouble?"

Fenfen embarrassed to lower her head, opened her hand to Mu Zehao and said softly, "dad wears it."

Mu Zehao had no choice but to take off the messy clothes Fenfen was wearing, put them on for him again one by one, and then took him downstairs. The aunt at home below had prepared breakfast, a very rich western breakfast, healthy and nutritious.

Finn took jam bread to eat, but the milk in the cup didn't move at all, and she wouldn't eat eggs.

Aunt couldn't see it anymore. She gently persuaded: "Fenfen, you can't eat jam. You should eat both milk and eggs."

Finn shook her head, "I don't want it!"

Aunt helpless, "children can't be picky about food, otherwise they will lack nutrition."

Seeing that her aunt insisted, Fenfen turned her eyes and turned to her father for help. She jumped out of her chair and pitifully held mu Zehao's thigh.

"Dad, Fenfen doesn't like eggs and milk. Dad helps Fenfen eat, okay?"

Listening to his son's soft waxy voice, mu Zehao couldn't resist and immediately stood out for his son, "well, well, don't if you don't like it."

The aunt sighed when she saw that the father and son were in one group. "Sir, you are also in charge of the young master. This is all requested by the wife. I'm afraid she can't explain when she sees it."

Mu Zehao thought for a moment. For his wife, he had to sacrifice his son. He glanced at Fenfen and said, "mom said, we all have to listen to mom. We must eat eggs and drink half a cup of milk."

Fenfen thought about her mother's angry appearance and shook. She drank the milk with a bitter face and a cup.

After breakfast, the family's aunt sent Fenfen to the kindergarten. Mu Zehao waited for Qiao Xiaoxiao to come down and have breakfast together, but he didn't see anyone. He looked at his watch. It was time to get up at this time. He couldn't help sitting still and went upstairs to find someone.

"Baby, get up."

Mu Zehao rubbed Qiao Xiaoxiao's forehead with his forehead and whispered to her. However, he felt an abnormal temperature and immediately frowned and looked at Qiao Xiaoxiao.

Mu Zehao shook her and said eagerly, "Xiao Xiao, you have a fever. Get up and I'll take you to the hospital."

Qiao Xiaoxiao pushed him half awake and said, "no, I just have a cold. Don't touch me. Just let me lie down."

Mu Zehao disagreed, still took her and advised, "no, how can you not go to the hospital when you are ill?"

Qiao Xiaoxiao reluctantly opened his eyes and increased the volume, saying that he really had no big problem. "Mu Zehao, listen to me, I really didn't have a big deal. I don't like the smell of the hospital. I remember there was cold medicine in the drawer. Go and pour me a cup of hot water. I'll be fine after I drank the medicine."

After hearing this, mu Zehao had to stop reluctantly, turned to find medicine to pour water, served Qiao Xiaoxiao and took medicine.

After taking the medicine, Qiao Xiaoxiao was a little better. He sat on the bed with a quilt wrapped around his pillow. Mu Zehao took another basin of ice water, soaked a towel, and carefully pasted it on Qiao Xiaoxiao's forehead to cool her down.

Qiao Xiaoxiao looked at him busy. He was warm in his heart. He inadvertently saw the time and shouted to him, "Ze Hao, don't be busy. I'm fine. Go to work."

After making arrangements for her, mu Zehao went to the study to hold a notebook and said, "I won't go today. I work at home."

Qiao Xiaoxiao was a little happy and helpless, "I really have no problem. It's just a little cold. Go to work quickly and don't delay your work."

"A little cold is also a disease. I'm not at ease." Mu Zehao insisted, and in turn advised her, "well, leave it alone and have a good rest. I know."

Qiao Xiaoxiao had to shut up, put his head askew on mu Zehao's shoulder and watched him work with a smile.

After sleeping for most of the day, when Qiao Xiaoxiao woke up again, he felt much better and his fever had subsided. He didn't see mu Zehao. His computer was still on. He thought he had just left. He went down to the ground and opened the curtains that had blocked the day. There were stars all over the sky outside.

I've been sleeping for so long.

Qiao Xiaoxiao returned to bed with nothing to do, took mu Zehao's notebook, turned off the boring report interface, and clicked on the entertainment video to pass the time.

At the same time, mu Zehao was downstairs in the kitchen, thinking that Qiao Xiaoxiao had a bad appetite in his illness. He should be able to eat some light porridge. At this time, he should wake up, find a tray and carry the porridge upstairs.

As soon as he walked up the stairs, a soothing and smooth piano sound came out. Mu Zehao thought it was played by Qiao Xiaoxiao for a moment. Memories of the past emerged one after another, but the next moment he returned to reality. Things have changed.

Mu Zehao quietly approached the bedroom. Through the open door, he saw that Qiao Xiaoxiao was holding his computer and watching the video of a young pianist on the Internet. The voice came from there. The fluorescence of the computer screen lit up Qiao Xiaoxiao's face. His expression was half obsessed and half sad. He was obsessed with the sound of a pianist. He could no longer touch the keys.

"Cough, cough..."

Hearing the cough outside the door, Qiao Xiaoxiao immediately turned off the video, turned his back to Mu Zehao, secretly wiped away the tears, and turned around with a smile on his face.

Mu Zehao put down the hot porridge and looked at her, but he didn't smile. "Xiao Xiao, don't laugh like this. It's not good-looking at all. I want to see the most real you."

Qiao Xiaoxiao knew that he saw everything and smiled. She could comfort herself alone, but when someone relied on her, her vulnerability was magnified infinitely, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Mu Zehao went over and hugged her and comforted her, "it's okay. It's all over. I'm here."

Qiao Xiaoxiao's heart injury was not so easy to heal. He choked and said, "you don't understand. You don't know what the piano means to me. The piano has accompanied me through such a difficult time, but my hand was injured. The doctor said I can't play the piano anymore."

Mu Zehao said to her, "I know that if I have me in the future, I will not leave you and will always be with you."

Qiao Xiaoxiao eased a little. Seeing mu Zehao's sad face, he couldn't bear it and tried his best to suppress the sad thing.

"Look at me. I'm so big and cry. I'm ashamed to die." Qiao Xiaoxiao casually wiped his tears with his sleeve, covered his face and said, "you can't laugh at me."

Mu Zehao knew what she wanted, took off the page along with the words, and spoiled the tunnel: "OK, no joke, that colorful cat has cried enough, can we have porridge?"

Qiao Xiaoxiao didn't feel hungry yet. At this time, he suddenly felt his stomach twitch and his stomach cooed in response to the situation.

At this time, the porridge just dissipated the heat and the temperature was just right. Mu Zehao asked Qiao Xiaoxiao to sit down and feed her spoon by spoon. After dinner, she poured hot water and asked her to take the medicine. After a while, the sleeping ingredient in the medicine played a role. Qiao Xiaoxiao was sleepy. Mu Zehao didn't disturb her. He covered her with a quilt and turned off the light and went to the study.

Naturally, the efficiency of working at home can't compare with that of the company. At this time, although mu Zehao wants to come to the study for an extra class in the evening, when he arrives at the study and faces the computer, he thinks of Qiao Xiaoxiao's cry just now, which is heartbreaking.

How can he make up for her?

He doesn't believe it. He doesn't believe that there is no way to treat it with current medical technology, not at home. No matter how much he pays, he must cure Qiao Xiaoxiao so that she can touch the piano again and play elegant and moving music.

Mu Zehao had an idea, immediately began to take action and dialed the phone.

"Qin Lang, I haven't been in touch for a long time."

"Yes, I don't know. I thought you had forgotten my old friend."

Mu Zehao said with a smile, "I forgot that no one can forget you. By the way, old friend, I need your help."

"I said that boss Mu always goes to the three treasures hall. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Mu Zehao argued with a smile: "it's me Xiaoxiao. You know she likes playing the piano, but her hand has been hurt. Domestic doctors say she hasn't recovered much, but she really likes the piano. I want to say can you help to see if there are any experts in this field in the United States? Money is not a problem. "

"Speaking of this, I have a teacher who is working on this subject, but whether she can recover or not depends on the patient's situation. Take her to the United States when you have time."

After hearing this, mu Zehao was delighted and immediately agreed, "OK, you help me arrange it and I'll inform you of the specific time. Qin Lang, if Xiao Xiao's hand can really be cured, you really help me a lot."

"Just know. Think about how to thank me."

"I can't live without you."

After talking about business, the two old friends talked about the current situation, told each other of their missing, and hung up. Mu Zehao knew that Qiao Xiaoxiao could be cured. He was in a much better mood and began to concentrate on his work. He had to deal with everything as soon as possible and spare time before he could take Qiao Xiaoxiao to the United States for treatment.

After a good night's sleep, Qiao Xiaoxiao woke up early. He subconsciously touched the bedside, but it was cold. When he opened his eyes, he didn't see mu Zehao. Strangely, he went down to bed to find someone, but he saw the light in the study on and opened the door. Who is Mu Zehao.

Qiao Xiaoxiao yawned and said, "don't tell me you haven't slept all night?"

Hearing the sound, mu Zehao looked up and looked out of the window. The dark blue sky was slightly white. He sighed and said, "is it so fast?"

Qiao Xiaoxiao knew, walked over and stood behind him and pressed his shoulder, "is the company so busy? Need you to work without sleep? "

Mu Zehao shook his head, took her hand and said gently, "I want to finish my work quickly and take you out."

Qiao Xiaoxiao asked, "where are you going?"

Mu Zehao replied, "in the United States, I have a friend who is a doctor in the United States. He has a teacher who has a lot of research in treating your hands. I want to take you to see it. Maybe it can be cured."

Qiao Xiaoxiao was moved, bent down and hugged him from behind, "Zehao, so it's all for me?"

Mu Zehao smiled at her, "you are my wife, not for you, for whom."

Qiao Xiaoxiao didn't speak. Mu Zehao suddenly felt his shoulders wet and sighed. He turned and took Qiao Xiaoxiao to sit on his lap, snuggled in his arms and patted her gently.

Mu Zehao teased her and said, "look at you. You are all mothers. You have more tears than your son. When Fenfen sees it, she doesn't know how to laugh at you?"

Qiao Xiaoxiao buried his face in his arms and beat him gently. "People are moved. You are not allowed to say it outside."

Mu Zehao looked down at her and his heart was filled with sweetness. There is no happier life than this.