President's Single-minded Love

Yan xiaonuo didn't dare to tell him where the wound came from, but he bit his lips tightly and refused to speak.

Mercy frowned and put her in his arms. "Talk

"Accidentally hit it." Yan xiaonuo had to answer vaguely.

Mo xijue's brow frowned more tightly, "not careful?"

"Well." Yan xiaonuo should a, reach out to cover his waist, "good pain."

Messi will be silent and yanxiaonuo looks at him carefully. His silence is far more disturbing than when he yells.

"Where did it happen?" Messi had no intention of lightly exposing it.

Yan xiaonuo can't hide it. She also takes this opportunity to explain to him why she broke the appointment tonight. "Today, grandma suddenly fainted. When I rushed to the hospital, I was accidentally bumped into the railing of the hospital bed."

It turned out that her grandmother suddenly fell ill. She seemed to attach great importance to her grandmother. Moxi's face was slightly Ji. "Next time, if you want to go somewhere, tell me in advance that you are not allowed to play missing."

Seeing that he looked relaxed and said how happy he was, he almost stood at attention and said, "yes

"Do you have a female doctor?" she said

After a while, the old doctor came back to his senses and nodded, "yes! Yes

"Let the woman doctor come and see her waist." Mo Xi definitely took Yan xiaonuo back to the bed again and ordered coldly.

Yan xiaonuo lies on the bed and buries her face between her arms. No matter how overbearing the man is, she doesn't dare to face the old doctor who is still in shock at this moment.

I knew I had bought two pieces of Huoxue Huayu paste in the drugstore.

She was thinking, and a clear female voice came from behind the door, "Dad, do you want me?"

The petite woman doctor looked up at the scene, and immediately shut down, as if to see a robbery.

The old Chinese medicine pointed to Xiao Nuo, "you show her the waist injury."

The woman doctor was surprised, "Dad, waist injury has always been your specialty? Why should I come? "

Before she had finished her words, a sharp look cut at her, and she shivered.

What a handsome man! Just now the man was just sitting on the sofa. She was scared by the atmosphere here and didn't dare to take a look at it.

Now the man took the initiative to look over, sharp eyes, with a strong sense of oppression, let her feel scalp numb.

"What are you looking at?" "I want you to see her, not make you crazy here!" she said

The woman doctor was frightened by his tone and didn't dare to see it again. She came to treat Yan xiaonuo.

Moxi pointed to the old doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, "you can only talk and don't do anything."

Of course, the old Chinese medicine agreed to it.

Yan xiaonuo, with a black line on his head, looked at the father and daughter who were trembling with tension. His head was as big as a fight and said to him, "Moxi, you go out first."

"What do you say?" Mercy squinted his black eyes.

Yan xiaonuo said in a bad way, "you see you frighten people. How can you heal me like this? I'm dying of pain

Moxie pursed his thin lips, snorted coldly, looked at the old Chinese medicine doctor with a warning look, and got up to leave.

Without the presence of Messi, the father and daughter finally relaxed.

Yan xiaonuo gently apologized: "sorry, he is not a bad man, just a misunderstanding."

The old Chinese medicine doctor let out a breath, "your boyfriend values you very much."

Words small Nuo speechless, also do not want to explain, close the eyes to cure the injury.

If the waist is hit by five points of pain, then the use of oil to spread the congestion is absolutely 50 points of pain.

Yan xiaonuo is very important to bear the pain in her teeth. The female doctor can't bear to see her, but she dare not neglect her at all. She gently comforts her, "it will be good soon. You can bear it again."

Yan xiaonuo couldn't answer her. There was a layer of sweat on her white forehead.

"Oh She couldn't bear it. She couldn't help crying out.

Mozi definitely heard her cry and came in immediately. Seeing Yan xiaonuo's painful appearance, his black eyes sank into the night, and said in a sharp voice, "are you healing or killing?"

The woman doctor was so scared that she took back her hand and explained, "you misunderstood that the congestion in the waist can be cured quickly by kneading and dispersing the waist."

Yan xiaonuo took a breath and said to Moxi: "it hurts for a while now, and I can get better as soon as possible in the future."

Never talking, mercy said to the woman doctor, "go ahead."

The woman doctor quickly continued to knead and said that Xiao Nuo was in pain and took a breath of cold air. All of a sudden, Moxi definitely took her hand.

Five fingers clasped, there is a sense of solidarity, the warmth and strength of his palm made her forget the pain for a moment.

He reached out his other hand to help her wipe the sweat from her forehead.

The pain continued, but she felt far less painful than before.Finally it was over, Yan xiaonuo gave a long breath, and his whole body suddenly relaxed, as if he had gone over mountains and mountains.

The female doctor took the plaster from her father's hand and pasted it on Yan xiaonuo's wound. Moxi took a look at it. The original purple bruise color was much lighter.

He was a little relieved, put her clothes in order, Yan xiaonuo came down from the bed, and before he stood still, he was picked up by Messi.

Back in the car, it's almost late at night.

Yan xiaonuo only felt very tired, holding the neck of Mo Xi Jue and soon fell asleep.

When she arrived at the villa, she was carefully lifted out of the car and put on the bed. Yan xiaonuo turned over sleepily and continued to sleep.

After a day's hard work, he took a shower and went back to bed with her in his arms.

When she went to class the next day, she met Lu Ting again.

Lu Ting's expression was as smooth as ever, as if nothing had happened. He said to her: "this is the information of each association in the school. Which one do you want to have a look at?" He handed her stacks of paper.

Yan xiaonuo said with a smile, "thank you, Lu Xuechang. I'll prepare well."

"If you don't have any interest and want to join the student union, tell me about it." Lu Ting also laughed, "there is no other, there is still some experience."

Yan xiaonuo was very grateful for Lu Ting's carefulness. "What do I need to prepare for entering the student union, Lu Xuechang?"

Lu Ting's smile is more gentle, "prepare a self introduction, others, relax, play on the spot."

Yan xiaonuo opened his eyes and was very surprised, "is this OK?"

Lu Ting nodded, "well, do as I say. The main thing is not to be nervous. When asked what you are, you can answer it."

"All right." Yan xiaonuo had no choice but to promise, and murmured in his heart. This is the so-called experience?

"This campaign for the student union was presided over by me and some of the principal secretaries of the student union. I will send the preferences of the other secretaries to your mobile phone. You can have a closer look and find the right remedy." Lu Ting showed the real trick.

All of a sudden to Yan xiaonuo ate a reassurance.

"Lu Xuechang, I don't know how to thank you." Where can't Yan xiaonuo see that Lu Ting is really helping her?

Lu Ting said with a smile: "it doesn't matter. Go to class quickly. The election day is getting closer and closer. I can't talk to you too much. In case someone knows that it's bad for you, I'll see you on the election day."

Yan xiaonuo deeply understood, thanks Lu Ting and then went back to class.

"Wan Ho, come on!" Fu Jingyao, sitting in their usual seat, waved to her.

Yan xiaonuo sat beside her with a smile on her face.

Fu Jingyao took out her mobile phone, opened her microblog, and enviously said to her, "Wanju, look at your fans. From yesterday to now, it has gone up by 100000 yuan!"

Speaking of microblogging, she didn't have microblogging. Two days before the design contest, Messi definitely reminded her to open Weibo.

Her microblog name is Ruo Xiaoyan, which is her own real name. When she doesn't want to be authenticated, it's yanwanhu's name.

So when she decided to authenticate her, she refused.

"Jingyao, I haven't certified yet. Can you help me to verify it?" Yan xiaonuo filled in the certification information, to deal with Jing Yao said.

Fu Jingyao naturally is repeatedly promised, "but only my account is not enough."

"It doesn't matter. There's sister Jianming." Yan xiaonuo smiles at the two of them.

Jian Ming's forwarding is also very fast, and the authentication has been completed by noon.

As soon as the news of her successful certification came out, the official microblogs of imperial group and imperial group design department, as well as Mrs. Xuanji's microblog, all together forwarded the like messages, and the number of fans rose to 300000.

In Fu Jingyao's words, Yan xiaonuo is very qualified to be a net star.

Net red what or forget it, right and wrong too much, Yan xiaonuo admitted that can not cope with the network of those words.

However, the mobile phone is full of electricity, because there are too many messages for the fans, and they have been shaking all the time. There is still 10% electricity left.

The first time she came home was to recharge.

Mosey never came back since he went out in the morning. He just glanced at the official microblog of imperial group occasionally. The management of official microblog is generally handed over to the public relations department of imperial group.

So the president will not touch the mobile phone when he is busy. Yan xiaonuo still watched Messi typing with his mobile phone clumsily this morning.

Messi was busy, and xiaonuo was not idle. She was always thinking of her grandmother.

Mo xijue sent a text message to tell him to go to the hospital to see Lin Nanyin. In his busy schedule, he replied with a word: can.

Yan xiaonuo simply went to the hospital with her mobile phone charger. Aunt LV tried her best to take care of her grandmother.

"Xiao Nuo, don't worry. My mother-in-law has already woken up, but now she is sleeping again." Aunt LV put the tonic bought by Yan xiaonuo in the cabinet of the ward and quietly pulled her out."Aunt Lu, what can I do for you?" Yan xiaonuo asked her in a low voice.

"Xiao Nuo, there were so many changes yesterday that I didn't have time to tell you." Aunt Lu lowered her voice. "Yesterday, when Mr. and Mrs. Yan came, they had a heated argument with Mrs. Lin. I vaguely heard Mrs. Yan say something about debt."