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She promised never to disobey him again, never to be angry with him again.

The unconscious Qiao Mubei did not open his eyes as he spat out two words from the corner of his thin lips, "Leave."

He could hear her...

Nanxin's body froze, he stood there unmoving, and watched as Qiao Mubei was pushed into the operation room.

The word 'leave' seemed to have blown her mind.

Outside the operation room, Nanxin was waiting.

As long as her uncle was fine, she could leave …

After waiting for five hours, the door to the operation room opened. Nanxin asked anxiously: "Is my uncle alright?"

"The patient has passed the dangerous period."

The doctor had only said that one sentence, and Nanxin felt as if he had been redeemed, as his entire body relaxed.

Ah Jiu looked at Nanxin in a daze, he asked the doctor, "When can we visit the patients?"

"It will take twelve hours of observation." The doctor smiled gently.

Nanxin pulled Ah Jiu, and said in a clear voice, "Ah Jiu, I want to go abroad, do you want to accompany me there?" He didn't want to be alone, he just wanted to find someone to accompany her.

"Okay, when?" Ah Jiu saw her emotions clearly.

"Ninth day of the new year."

The way Nanxin helped Qiao Mubei peel the apple was very clumsy. One third of the apple's flesh was cut off. Awkwardly, she handed the apple over to Qiao Mubei.

Qiao Mubei realized that Nanxin was exceptionally quiet and obedient today.

"Uncle, you need to sleep on your side tonight. Don't touch the wound on your right shoulder." Nanxin's eyes met Qiao Mubei's.

Ever since Qiao Mubei woke up, he no longer dared to look into his eyes. If she hadn't come home today, her uncle wouldn't have been hurt so much as to defend him from the gun.

The new year was a reunion, but she had forced her uncle to spend it in the hospital.

Qiao Mubei placed the apple to the side, and looked at Nanxin, "I'm a little hungry."

"I'll go buy it." Ah Jiu who was acting as air finally found what he could do.

Nanxin smiled with thanks, "Ah Jiu, you can go back, I'll go buy some."

It was already 11pm, Ah Jiu was a little tired, "Then I will go home and accompany my family to keep watch of the new year."

Nanxin went out to buy some food and came back to find that there was a policeman in Qiao Mubei's ward.

"Why are they here?" Nanxin looked at the policeman and turned to look at Qiao Mubei.

"They're here to make a statement." Qiao Mubei smiled lightly.

Why didn't you call her? After all, the two thugs were here for her.

It was clearly a lie, but Nanxin could tell that it was not the case. He placed the dishes on the table on Qiao Mubei's bed and said, "Uncle, the dishes here are very tasty. Other than the dishes at home, I've always loved to eat them."

Ever since he was young, Nanxin had always been picky with his food. For this reason, Mr Zhang specifically went to learn culinary arts.

Thinking of her father, Nanxin's gaze turned cold.

"If you like it, then eat more." Qiao Mubei took a good look at the expression in her eyes and passed the chopsticks to her with his left hand.

The police looked at Qiao Mubei with deep respect, "Big Brother Qiao, then we won't disturb you any longer, we'll be leaving first."

"Yes."

With so many policemen addressing Qiao Mubei as big brother, one could imagine that Qiao Mubei was not a simple lawyer. She had only heard about the Old Master Qiao in the news before. He was a general who had experienced war before.

Nanxin took the chopsticks in Qiao Mubei's hand, picked up a piece of meat, and brought it to his mouth just as he was about to eat, and looked at him. Uncle, can you lift your right hand? "

Qiao Mubei did not try to use his right hand to eat, but used his left hand instead. It wasn't convenient for to scoop up food, so he helped Qiao Mubei with the food before continuing to eat.

"Two pairs of chopsticks, going back and forth. Don't you think it's troublesome?" Qiao Mubei glanced at Nanxin.

Nanxin hurriedly replied: "It's not troublesome."

It was troublesome, but she couldn't use a pair of chopsticks to let her uncle eat her saliva.

"Use a pair." Qiao Mubei took the other pair of chopsticks.

The atmosphere was a bit ambiguous as Nanxin changed the topic. Uncle, you can't help grandpa celebrate his birthday anymore. "

8th day, Old Master Qiao's birthday. Qiao Mubei's current body cannot leave the hospital.

Qiao Mubei looked at him seriously, "You are not allowed to bring up today's matter."

The meaning behind his words was that he wouldn't miss his grandfather's birthday.

It was impossible to hide it from such a heavy injury.

"Uncle, it's only eight days, are you sure you can do it?" Nanxin's voice was soft, her eyes filled with deep worry.

"Yes." Qiao Mubei indifferently let out a snort, and without even lifting his eyelids a single bit, he went back to eating.

Nanxin knew that Qiao Mubei did not want to worry Qiao's member and she did not know what reason he would use to stay in the hospital and not give her grandfather a birthday celebration.

After all, being over 90 years old meant that in one year, there would be one less year.

After keeping the rest of the food, Nanxin got a basin of hot water to help Qiao Mubei wash his face and feet.

When she had her appendicitis surgery, Qiao Mubei took care of her like this, so she did as she was told.

Qiao Mubei felt that something was wrong with Nanxin, as if he had grown up for an entire day. He wanted Nanxin to be obedient and obedient, but today, he was not used to it.

While sleeping, Nanxin slept on the empty bed beside him.

Qiao Mubei looked at her and patted the ground beside him.

Nanxin creased her eyebrows. "Uncle, I can't sleep on the same bed as you, I'm afraid I'll bump into you."

Her uncle was injured, and she was sleeping badly.

"Look at this bed, I'll feel that it's big if I sleep alone. I can't control the urge to lie down flat. The two of us would be crowded, so I would be forced to sleep on my side. "You're helping me." Qiao Mubei spoke slowly, her thin purplish lips opened and closed.

Nanxin stared at him, skeptical. Uncle's words seemed to make a lot of sense, as he was helping uncle by sleeping with him.

With the eloquence and reaction of a lawyer like Qiao Mubei, how could he be a match for her?

The two of them slept together on the sickbed. Nanxin laid in Qiao Mubei's embrace, and spoke with a soft and rich nasal voice: "Uncle, don't be nice to me. You don't owe me."

She hadn't done anything in the first place, but when she was eight years old, she was scared to tears.

The reason why Qiao Mubei had done so much for her was simply because he felt that she had done him a favor and that she wanted to repay him for that. So if he hadn't misunderstood, he wouldn't have been so good to her. Perhaps they wouldn't have known each other at all.

The corner of Qiao Mubei's mouth curled up, his eyes held a smile, and he naturally accepted it. "Mn, you owe me."

Feel his Adam's apple rolling, listen to his low voice.

"Yes." Nanxin's body froze for a moment as he responded.

She owed Qiao Mubei, and there was no way for her to repay him at all. Even if she were to repay Qiao Mubei with her body, she did not want it.

Before she left, she wanted to be a bit greedy.

The warm breath on top of his hair made Nanxin feel dizzy. A pair of watery eyes and a blushing face stared at him, "Uncle, what kind of gift would grandfather want?"

Thinking back to the days at the Qiao Family, Lord Qiao was very kind, especially when he won the chess game on his phone. He was laughing joyfully, and that look of his did not seem like a person who had led his troops in battle.

"For the time being, no one can give Grandpa the gift that he wants."

The birthday present Grandpa wanted was his great-grandson.