Chapter 220： Qiao Mu said with a big heart and a watery mouth. (1/2)

”I don't want to worry, I still have a lot of things to do, I am still so young.”

”Uncle, if I am jealous, you still don't want me, I wouldn't be worthy of you, enough to give you a shame, and this is awkward, what to do.”

”Uncle, you said that you will have an amputation, I don't want to have a piece!”

Xi Muqiao's temple suddenly jumped, regardless of the red light, listening to the little girl in the back seat and dying to tell the last words, he really wants to plug her mouth!

Qiao Mu wiped his tears. ”Uncle, you talk, don't talk, I am afraid!”

He looked at the little wife who was tearful and dazed from the rearview mirror. There was a little bit of gentleness in the anxious light. ”Nothing, believe me, really nothing, even if you are jealous, I want you.”

I don't know if I was touched or hurt more. Joe Mu didn't say a word, just cried and cried.

In the hospital.

Huo Mingyang held the film and breathed a sigh of relief. ”It's okay, it's just a misplacement, it didn't hurt the bones.”

It was said that Xi Muqiao’s heart hanging in the air was finally landing.

Huo Mingyang said another sentence, ”but...”

The heart that Xi Muqiao just put down was tight and stretched, and his neck was flushed with Huo Mingyang. ”But what, can you say it in one sentence, you can't say a fart!”

Huo Mingyang had some grievances, but he knew that Xi Muqiao was in a hurry and did not dare to delay. He said quickly, ”It’s just that the last injury of the little nephew has not been so good. This time, it hurts, at least one week, and within a month. Also can't exercise vigorously.”

Hearing this, Xi Muqiao's face eased a few points.

A turn of the face to see Joe Mu's twisted ankles and white face, is another meal.

”What's wrong with you, you have to get it back, what to grind!”

Huo Mingyang was aggrieved and grinned. He was crying out when he was murdered.

”I am not good at orthopedics, blindly afraid to aggravate the condition of the little scorpion.”

Xi Muqiao twisted Huo Mingyang's collar, and the blue veins in his neck violently started. ”Why do you have a doctor who can't even cure the bones? You can go and go and call me an expert!”

Huo Mingyang quickly went to the hand of Muchao. ”Mu Qiao, let's let go, I am an expert. On the road, don't worry, I tell you, attacking the doctor but going to jail!”

”What **** doctor, Haitian Hospital has you as the dean, sooner or later!”

Huo Mingyang was annoyed and blushing. ”You, you, I am not allowed to say so, I am professional! Professional!”

Xi Muqiao no longer cares about him, turned and picked up his little wife, whispering comfort.

Qiao Mu twitched, rabbit-like red eyes looked at him, still not forgetting the idiot, ”big... Uncle, you... screamed... all... oh so handsome!”

Xi Muqiao long finger wiped her tears, looked at her tenderly, and gave a low voice.

Huo Mingyang sorted the neckline and listened to the conversation between the two, and could not help but turn a blind eye.

After a few minutes, the doctor arrived.

His hand just touched Joe Mu's ankle, and Joe Mu sucked up the air.

Xi Mu Qiao glanced at him, and the sharp dawn shot straight to the doctor who had started to sweat.

”lighter!”

Even if the technique is lighter and more exquisite, how can it not hurt when it is bone?

Xi Muqiao looked at her whitish face and frowned. When the doctor gave him a wink, he bowed his head and kissed her lips.

Did not taste deeply, just shallowly rubbing her lips, lips and tongue gently sweeping.

Qiao Mu stunned, and he did not expect to kiss her in front of outsiders.