Chapter 81

She blinked hard and looked at it again. It was still that face. She lost her language for a moment. God, what's going on? The middle-aged man's face is six points similar to simukio!

The middle-aged man looked at Qiao mu with a dull expression and surprise, and his face was full of apology, "little girl, are you okay? Sorry, sorry. "

Qiao Mu just got back to his senses and quickly shook his head and said, "no, it's all right."

He smiled at Qiaomu. With this smile, Qiaomu became more frightening. She suddenly opened her eyes. NIMA, this is a living middle-aged simuqiao.

He looked at Qiao mu, who was blocking the door, with an anxious face, "girl, are you really okay? If it's all right, can you excuse me? I have something urgent. "

"Oh, oh, oh."

She moved to the door and watched the middle-aged man go in.

She could hear the man's anxious voice, "Xiao Li, come on, hurry back with me. Jingjing couldn't breathe again just now. Her face turned red and was being rescued."

There was a "plop" sound inside, as if someone's kettle had broken.

Before Qiao Mu stretched out his head to see it, a man and a woman hurried out. She quickly flashed aside. She could see that the woman who ran out was the aunt who drew water next to her just now.

She had wondered if she had met simukio's father, but when she looked at the situation, the uncle and the aunt were obviously husband and wife. The Jingjing was their child. The aunt looked 40 years old. It was impossible to give birth to such a big child as simukio.

To her surprise, Xi Muqiao bumped into others' faces. She touched her chin and thought that when Xi Muqiao reached this age, it was almost like this. It might be more durable and lasting than the uncle just now. After all, Xi Muqiao's body was more tall and straight, her facial features were more three-dimensional and profound, and her noble temperament and cool momentum were not available to the uncle.

She walked back slowly with the kettle. As soon as she turned a corner, she saw several nurses running quickly with stretcher trucks, followed by the uncle and aunt just now.

She quickly stepped aside, and she saw that aunt's face was full of tears.

"Jingjing, don't leave your mother."

When the stretcher car passed her, she glanced at the stretcher. A teenage girl's eyes were closed, very thin, her face was as white as paper, and her lips were terrible blue and purple.

This floor of the inpatient department is full of patients from the Department of Cardiology. Needless to say, she knows that the girl has a heart problem. Lin Wei has been hospitalized here for a long time. She has seen a lot of this situation. In the past, she was afraid to see this scene. She was afraid that one day, the person lying on the bus for first aid was her mother.

Fortunately, I met simuccio. None of these things will happen. My mother will have an operation soon and the family's debt will be paid off.

Pushing open the door of the ward, Lin Wei was half lying on the, and simuccio sat on the sofa. They talked from time to time.

Lin Wei only felt that the man's bearing was extraordinary, and his speech and behavior were elegant, giving people a feeling of bad closeness.

She didn't recognize Xi Muqiao. They came to Jiangcheng when Qiao Mu was in college. At that time, her heart was very bad. She was tortured by illness every day and didn't have the energy to read the news newspaper.

When Xi Muqiao left, Lin Wei asked Qiao Mu to follow him out to see people off.

In the corridor, Qiao Mu insisted on keeping a wrong distance from Xi Muqiao. He walked one after another without any communication. Every medical staff here knows himself. It's better to be careful.

The door of the inpatient department.

It seems that Uncle Joe and I have not been together since we met each other

Simuccio ordered a cigarette, and a radian hung at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were dark, and the darkness of his eyes seemed to blend into the cold wind. He continued to light the cigarette without talking.

Qiao Mu put one hand into his pocket and stroked the bangs in front of his forehead. He didn't find anything unusual about Xi Muqiao.

"At first I thought he was your father. He looks so much like you. Unexpectedly, you bumped into others' faces, ha ha."

Simuccio slowly spits out a blue and white smoke circle, and his expression is dark and unclear in the blue and white rising smoke. He turns around and quietly changes the topic.

"Do you want to go back to school by yourself this afternoon? I really don't need to see you off?"

Qiao Mu shook his head again and again. Lao Gao, with a pouting mouth, said angrily, "don't drive your chartered car to my school again. Didn't you see a large group of little girls hooked by you? You were watched by Chang goblins last time. You also took her a ride. Who knows if you go again. Is it Li goblins and Wang goblins? Please, uncle, Just save me some snacks! "

Looking at his wife who can hang oil bottles with her small mouth, simuccio smiled and looked like peach blossoms in full bloom. He liked to see his wife eat sour and jealous. The little shape with pursed lips was so cute that it burst.

He leaned over slightly, put on the back cap of the down jacket, and then patted her on the head.

"It's cold. Go back quickly. I'll take you back to our house another day."

I'll take you back to our house.

These words lingered on Qiao Mu's tongue, rippling again and again, like drinking honey. They were sweet and greasy from the tip of his tongue to his heart, and his heart was warm in the chilly wind.

She raised her smiling face, her eyes like a half moon, and nodded heavily.

"Good!"

Ximuqiao looked at Qiaomu and turned into the hall of the inpatient department. Then he started the car and left slowly.

When his wife was away, he didn't have to cover it up. The cold breath gushed out of his body. His face was like frost, his black eyes were as cold as ice, and his thin lips were tightly closed into a line.

Of course he knows who the person who looks like him is. His wife is right. That person is his father, but he doesn't deserve it now.

At first, he took five million yuan and gave up him and Xiaoyan in order to save his so-called little daughter. Fourteen years later, he took another five million yuan and completely broke their father son relationship.

Although goodbye is like a passer-by, now as soon as he hears the news of the journey, only he knows what he feels in his heart.

When Qiao Mu went back, he met the little girl who would be sent to the first aid in the corridor. This time, the middle-aged man didn't follow, only the aunt. She was talking on the phone while wiping her tears and whispering something.

Joe Mu rubbed her shoulders and saw her eyes red and heard what she said.

"Jingjing is all right. She's back. Come and see her another day."