Enter the first number and come up with a long list of alternative numbers.

Enter the second number, and the alternative number is less.

Enter the third and fourth number... When you enter the ninth number, there is no alternative number left.

Cheng Qingyao couldn't help but say, no, it wasn't like this last time. Looking back on the last time, it is clear that there is still a number displayed at the end of the input. Why not this time? Was she dazzled last time? Was it her illusion last time?

incorrect!

incorrect!

After the last call, the phone will leave a call record. There are no records at the moment. Did he delete all the records? If it's all deleted, it's no problem. If you just delete this, does it mean that there is a problem???

Back to check, not only did Huaxia's number not exist, but there were no call records on that day and before!

no problem? Is it her illusion? Did she remember wrong?

The door suddenly opened, Mo Li said, "Hey, baby, wake up?"

Cheng Qingyao hurriedly withdrew from her mobile phone. When he came to her, she looked clean as if she had just woke up, and then returned her mobile phone to him: "the curtain hasn't been completely opened. I don't know what time it is. Let's take your mobile phone and see the time."

Mo Li didn't take it seriously. He took the mobile phone and put it on the tea table. He reached out and rubbed the top of her soft hair: "you don't have to rush to work today. You can sleep until what time you want to sleep. Don't get up in a hurry."

"Eight thirty, it's getting late..."

"It's still early. You lie down and sleep. You're very tired taking care of me in the hospital. You could have had a good rest when you came home last night. I tossed about it again. Next time I have to learn to hold back."

"Don't leave, don't talk." Cheng Qingyao was so shy that she bowed her head and blushed and didn't let him say any more. She didn't dare to recall what happened last night. This is their first time, very exciting and tacit.

Mo Li smiled and kissed her face: "husband and wife are like this. What's so shy? Come on, my husband will sleep with you."

"If you don't sleep, you should sleep with low back pain. I'd better get up and wash and make breakfast for you!"

"I've made breakfast, and my father and Qinglian have already eaten it."

Cheng Qingyao is so embarrassed. Whether Mo Jianling recognizes her daughter-in-law or not, he is an elder. The elder spent the night here for the first time. She slept well and had a long lie in. She even had to leave the man who had just been discharged for breakfast.

I am embarrassed!

Also brazenly went out, Mo Qinglian sat on the ground, folded villains and put them in two rows, which was very spectacular. Mo Jianling had no image. He lay on the sofa and turned through the magazine. When he saw them coming out, he shouted "ouch ouch" twice.

Cheng Qingyao, puzzled by tens of thousands of questions, turned her head and asked Mo Li, "what's the situation? What's wrong with him?"

"He said that the bed in the guest room was too soft and his waist hurt. In the morning, Qinglian went out for a walk and found that the route of the walk was wrong, so he lost his temper with him. He said that his waist hurt, but as soon as Qinglian made trouble, he flashed his waist."

Cheng Qingyao is speechless. Mo Qinglian's lethality is really extraordinary. It was like this last night and this morning. Now she is sitting on the ground like nobody else.

She went over to touch Qinglian's head, but looked at Mo Jianling and said, "Mo is in pain. Let's go to the hospital. At the right time, we also have to go to the hospital to go through the formalities and ask the doctor to check if you have been hurt?"

Mo Jianling shook his head: "no, no, old problems. Just go home and lie down for a few days."

"The doctor should check the old problems carefully..."

"No, no, no, really. I don't like places like the hospital. The smell of medicine makes my stomach uncomfortable. I'll lie down here for a while. Don't worry about me. Go and have breakfast. After dinner, we'll take Qinglian home, and then you go to the hospital and I'll go to the company. Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Mo Jianling seems to have screwed to a painful place and screamed extremely miserable. Cheng Qingyao was angry when she heard it, but Mo Li hissed and laughed: "don't pretend, okay? I'm not afraid to scare Yao Yao and her little grandson."

Cheng Qingyao is stunned. What's the situation? What happened? Install the???

Mo Jianling looked down at the tiger, and his tone was very serious: "you stinky boy, I gave birth to you and raised you for nothing. It's better for Yao Yao to be filial..."

"OK, OK, just your little mind will cheat Yaoyao. I have low back pain. I can't walk or work, can I? OK! I'll report to the company today, inspect the company tomorrow, and officially take office the day after tomorrow, OK? Pretend to have low back pain, pretend to be like this, and don't want my old face?"

As soon as Mo Li's voice fell, Mo Jianling sat up from the sofa like a person with low back pain.

Cheng Qingyao was completely stupid. Her eyes blinked and blinked. She quickly figured out that Mo Jianling was afraid that Mo would not go to work after a long holiday?

Indeed, Mo Jianling said with a long smile, "you promised me so long ago, didn't you? I'm tired of pretending to have low back pain."

"..." Mo Li despised him.

Cheng Qingyao was tactfully Black: "don't you know? He originally planned to go to Mo's today to discuss with you when to go to work."

"Ha?" Mo Jianling lost his old face and stared at Mo Li with hatred. He felt really unhappy when he was played by his son and stabbed by his daughter-in-law. He didn't have the face to stay in front of Cheng Qingyao. Without waiting for them, he took Mo Qinglian first.

Mo Li kept laughing, laughing, laughing all the way. The Dean looked at him angrily: "is it so happy to resign and leave the hospital? You don't want to stay here?"

"No, no!" Mo Li said what happened in the morning. The Dean was also amused, but soon stepped down his face and sighed: "it's your mission to be a president instead of a doctor. When you came to the hospital, I knew you would go back sooner or later. If I don't keep you, I'll feel bad in my heart. Medical circles..."

"Dean, don't say that. I'll come back and do what I can do. Full time president, part-time doctor, OK?" Mo Li couldn't hear such sad words and didn't let the Dean go on.

The Dean was a little relieved and smiled with red eyes: "OK, I feel much better with you. You should also pay attention to rest after you go back. Don't concentrate on your work day and night. Now you have a family, a wife and children. It's different from before, okay?"

Mo Li hugged Cheng Qingyao in his arms and smiled happily: "understand, I will live a few more years and raise them in vain."

"Well, when Yao Yao gives birth, come to our hospital. I'll arrange the best obstetrician for you."

"OK! I'll trouble the Dean then."

"Take good care of Mo Li. He's a workaholic."

"I will, and the Dean should take good care of himself."

"Well, well, let's go, let's go back and get busy!" the Dean was reluctant to give up and had no way to send them out. When he came to the door, he suddenly remembered something, patted his head and said, "by the way, Moli, there was a courier sent here yesterday for you. I don't know what's inside. It's a thick stack..."

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