The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

First Hospital, VIP Ward.

Gu Qingqian was sitting beside the hospital bed, with her head down, concentrating on peeling apples.

After one minute, peel the apple and put down the paring knife.

When he raised his head, he happened to see Gu Xichen's fingers moving slightly.

His chapped lips squirmed, his face was pained, and he was murmuring something.

"Brother, what are you talking about?"

Surprised and delighted, Gu Qingqian hurriedly put the apple on the plate, leaned forward and put her ear to his lips, trying to hear clearly.

His lips squirmed, and his voice was like a mosquito, so small that it was hard to hear clearly.

I don't know what dreamed about, Gu Xichen's fingers trembled even more, "Sister..."

Gu Qing frowned slightly, carefully discerning what he was talking about.

After listening for a long time, she couldn't understand anything, so she simply gave up listening.

He straightened up, rang the bell on the hospital bed, and after thinking about it, he decided to call it himself.

After Gu Qingqian left, the room became peaceful again, except for the cold sound of medical equipment.

"younger sister……"

A tear rolled down Gu Xichen's cheek, his voice was extremely weak, as if it could disappear with the wind blowing.

...

In the Rong mansion, Mu Changying casually placed the invitation letter on the coffee table, and sat lazily on the sofa.

"What's this?"

Fu Huaizheng's conspicuous dark circles had dissipated, and his fox eyes shimmered, looking in a good mood.

He picked up the invitation letter and saw the logo of Peking University on it, "That's right, I also received an invitation letter from Peking University's medical seminar when I was studying."

The aesthetic level of Beijing University is getting better and better. Before, theirs was just an ordinary school icon, but there was no gold border.

Opening the invitation letter and seeing the contents clearly, the whole person froze in place.

Mu Changying swallowed the grapes that Rong Liyuan handed over, and said sweetly, "Doctor Fu, what's wrong?"

Fu Huaizheng shook his head while shaking the invitation letter, "Why is there such a big gap between this person?"

He leaned forward and stared at Mu Changying suspiciously. How did this man's head grow?

Before he could take a closer look, a cold gaze fell on him.

"Does it look good?"

"Ah good……"

Before the word "Look" could be said, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

Fu Huaizheng turned his head to meet a pair of dark eyes, his body was slightly stiff.

Fuck, do you want to put too much emphasis on sex and despise friends?

The strong desire to survive forced him to explain, "Rong Xiaoer, I don't mean anything, I just think your daughter-in-law is extremely smart."

With that said, he handed the invitation letter to Rong Liyuan.

He reached out to take it, wiped it in disgust, and then set his eyes on it.

Seeing his action, Fu Huaizheng felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart.

Wife slave, this guy is a wife slave!

Rong Liyuan put down the invitation letter, with a slight smile on his lips, raised his hand and rubbed it on Mu Changying's head, "My treasure is awesome."

The hoarse voice was magnetic and seductive, her ears were soft, and her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, "Isn't it the invitation letter for the medical seminar of Peking University?"

How did these two people act as if they were so amazing?

Fu Huaizheng lost his composure, and raised his voice, "Isn't it?"

This is really annoying.

Seeing his great reaction, Mu Changying was puzzled, and picked up the invitation letter with borders.

Peking University: Dear Ms. Mu, our school sincerely invites you to participate in our school's medical seminar as a lecturer.

After reading the content, she put down the invitation letter, picked up a grape and stuffed it into her mouth, "Oh, so it's a lecturer."

His face was indifferent, and his light tone almost made Fu Huaizheng vomit blood in an instant.