Mu Wanqing did not raise any objection.
So, night Yu Chen will fan Lin call to rose garden, drive them two people to Ancheng hospital for examination.
On the way, Mu Wanqing was bored with his mobile phone.
She logged into her microblog and found that there were more than five million fans in an instant, including Qingchen powder and muwanqing black powder, which had already exploded under her microblog.
[Fangyi] I recognize that Mu Wanqing is my true goddess in terms of character, temperament and singing skills! Do not accept any refutation!
[duckweed like a dream] I don't care! Whether it's true or not, I only know that I'm fascinated by her
[Zhang Shumei] Why are you so rich as to be hot and handsome!
In fact, I have long felt that there is something wrong with mu Xuexin! At Ivy's show, the dress didn't match her size. It was like a stolen dress.
Bang! It's full of water army in the late Qing Dynasty! In my opinion, it's just hype! How can the status of singer queen be easily replaced by impersonation!
I think so, too! Does Tian Hou Qing Chen have no sense of self-protection? Inexplicably replaced by others? That sounds funny, OK! Unless there's something we don't know
Mu Wanqing's comments are divided into three groups: to become her little fan sister unconditionally, passers-by to watch the opera and resist her firmly.
The first is the majority.
"You don't need to care too much about the comments on Weibo." Night Yu Chen side Mou is looking at Mu late Qing, "I have already arranged Pei you, will press down bad comment completely."
Mu Wanqing nodded, "all right."
In fact, if she doesn't press down, she won't care about these. After all, she has been popular in the singing world for so long, and she has heard a lot of negative comments, and her ability to resist pressure has been exercised for a long time.
Mu Wan looked down at the screen, then changed his microblog name and sent a new message.
Love you, my dear ones! This fairy has changed her waistcoat. Come and look familiar with me!
After the text, she also attached a photo.
It was just when she was in mebahri, she held out her right hand to compare a heart and took a temporary photo.
In the photo, the cinnabar mole on the palm of her right hand is delicate and beautiful, like a blood tear.
As soon as Mu Wanqing's microblog was launched, the comment area exploded.
But soon to an City Hospital, she did not look at the following reply, with the night Royal Chen into the outpatient hall.
"Di Shao, Miss mu."
Zheng Bo's medical assistant had been waiting here for a long time. When he saw them, he immediately welcomed them.
The night imperial Chen Mou light a pie, see Zheng Bo.
The medical assistant immediately explained, "Di Shao, director Zheng's operation is not over yet. I'll take you to the office first. Later."
Smell speech, night imperial Chen tiny nod.
But during their stay in the clinic, there was a secret shutter sound outside
The paparazzi didn't dare to stay long after he got the picture he wanted, so he quickly left with the camera in his arms and went to report his work to Mr. Jin
In the office of the director of cardiovascular medicine.
After waiting for a while, Zheng Bo came back dusty, "sorry to keep you waiting."
"No problem." Night Yu Chen's voice is deep and clear.
Zheng Bo then gave Mu Wan a series of checklists, and told his medical assistant to take them to check one by one.
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