Mu Yanzhu was pressed by the wheelchair. Fortunately, no one was in the wheelchair at the time, so nothing happened.
The person involved was fine. Jiang Qingchi didn't believe it, so he pulled the doctor and asked her to give Mu Yanzhu a good examination.
"This is my wife, that's all I have."
The doctor nodded and said, dumbfounded, "Young man, your wife is really fine, very fine."
Jiang Qingchi's red eyes were like rabbits, "Okay, if my wife has any sequelae, I will dig up your ancestral grave."
doctor:"… "
Mu Yanzhu rushed Jiang Qingchi to her mother's house that night.
Nothing is wrong with her!
He was so fussy that he stayed with her all afternoon, taking her thermometer every five minutes, making her take off her clothes, saying that he would wipe her back, and serve her like a paralyzed patient.
I wonder if she has a broken arm or a broken leg
I don't want him to serve me.
Of course, a more important reason for driving Jiang Qingchi back was because she hadn't finished her work today. He was here, making a fuss from time to time, and she couldn't calm down to write.
Two or three hours passed. Mu Yanzhu finished writing today's manuscript and rubbed his sore neck.
Just in time, Jiang Qingchi called her.
Mu Yanzhu picked it up and heard the soft voice on the other end, a little cautiously, "Are you still in the hospital?"
"Ang, someone doesn't want me to be discharged from the hospital today and has to let me stay here for one day."
"I know you don't like hospitals. I'm not afraid that if you get a headache during the trip, your heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys will also jump around. There is a doctor in the hospital, so you can call someone."
"Brother, that wheelchair didn't even scratch my down jacket, how could it hurt my heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys?"
"I care about you!"
"Yeah, I know, have you eaten yet?"
"Eat, let's start a video and I'll show you something."
what
Then he turned on the video and saw the clean floor, spotless curtains and coffee table, as well as his room, which was all clean.
Mu Yanzhu smiled, "Have you cleaned the room?"
"Well, how's it going? What's your score?"
"Ninety-five points."
Five points less, lest he be proud!
Jiang Qingchi: "Hey, dear wife, I'm missing two inner treasures."
"Ah? Did you put it in the box?"
"Otherwise, I could still stay at your house." Jiang Qingchi said with an affirmative expression of "I'll fit in."
Mu Yanzhu hung up the phone for now, and then called Mu Ran.
Because Jiang Qingchi and Mu Ran lived in the same room last night, Mu Ran must know what Jiang Qingchi threw.
"Did Jiang He leave anything in your room?" Mu Yanzhu said straight to the point.
"What is it? What exactly does it mean?"
"Oh, it belongs to him anyway. You should look for it carefully."
"If you don't say anything, how can I find it?"
Mu Yanzhu hesitated, "Just... his inner treasury."
"Ah?! Oh my God, sister, where are you now? Could you two..."
"Go, go, go! Stop talking nonsense, tighten the doorknob on your mouth, and don't let grandma hear you."
"Don't worry, grandma is not at our house, she has gone back."
"Um… "
Mu Yanzhu naturally knew that her grandma had returned home, but she thought that Mu Ran would go over to accompany her.
Apparently not.
Mu Ran sighed, "Sister, my mother won't let me go out or have any contact with you now."
"Then why are you still answering my phone?"
"I'm in my own room and she doesn't know."
"How's uncle?"
"He's fine. The doctor said that if he lies down for half a month, his face will disappear."
"puff,,,"
Mu Gang's bloated face appeared in his mind, which was completely different from his gentle temperament, and Mu Yanzhu couldn't help but laugh a few times.
"Sister, where are you? How is the hotel?"
"Fuck you. I was lying down in the luxurious VIP room of the hospital. Jiang He said that when he was packing his suitcase, he found that there were two pieces missing from the inner bag and asked me to ask."
"Oh, when I was folding the quilt this morning, I didn't find my brother-in-law's inner treasure. Did he remember it wrong?"
"Okay, okay, nothing will happen without you, I'm dead... Remember, don't talk nonsense!!!"
After thousands of instructions and Mu Ran swearing by his studies, Mu Yanzhu reluctantly hung up the phone.
Then he connected with Jiang Qingchi via video.
He had taken a shower. He was wearing a blue pure cotton long-sleeved shirt. He was very lazy. His short black hair stuck to his forehead. His whole temperament was like being soaked in warm water, which was rare and gentle.
"If it's gone, it's gone. I still have one, so I'll make do with it." Jiang Qingchi was wiping his hair.
His fingers are slender and the knuckles are round. The angle of this video is good. Mu Yanzhu likes Jiang Qingchi's fingers very much.
"If you put it in the box as you said, could it have been taken away by that elementary school classmate of mine?"
Jiang Qingchi was very curious about Mu Yanzhu's brain structure, "What are you going to do with my inner treasure?"
"Because you're handsome! Some perverts just like to take women's underwear. It's also bright red. There must be perverts among women."
"Hahaha."
These words made Jiang Qingchi laugh.
In the video, his big white teeth are even more shining, and he could be the spokesperson for black toothpaste.
Mu Yanzhu: "You are still smiling, this is such a serious matter!"
"Okay, don't laugh. Wife, when you come to see me tomorrow, buy me a few pairs of underwear. I'll tell you the size."
"...I know, you don't need to tell me."
she knows?
She actually knew?
Does she really know?
Jiang Qingchi: "How did you know?"
Mu Yanzhu: "You don't care how I know it. Why should I go there tomorrow? I'm busy. The editor is urging me to submit the manuscript."
"Good wife!"
In one sentence, Mu Yanzhu had no way out.
This heart... is so soft.
"I know. You go to bed early. If there is anything else you need, tell me. I will just come out of the hospital tomorrow and bring it to you."
"Good wife."
"Sleep! Good night!"
He suddenly said wait, and Mu Yanzhu looked into his eyes.
Jiang Qingchi was already lying on the bed. There was only a bedside lamp in the room. The light was dim, but his eyes were very bright, filled with thousands of stars.
"What's wrong? Do you have anything else to say?"
"Um."
Jiang Qingchi smiled at her, with a silly look on his face, as if he had been planning this trick for a long time.
"Daughter-in-law, let's not quarrel in the future, okay? I really don't want to quarrel with you, and I don't want to have a cold war with you. I know that maybe I'm not good enough in some places. I'm very careless and reckless, but you also Be considerate of me. Well, I'm younger than you. If you always say that I'm like a child, then I'm just a child. I'm very possessive because I don't want to lose you. You control me, so I have to. I’m in charge of you, don’t hide anything from me in the future, even if you have good intentions.”
Good boy, let’s settle the scores in the future.
I can't tell that he is still a scheming boy.
Mu Yanzhu was very moved. In fact, as long as he called her daughter-in-law, her ability to think was reduced to zero.
Maybe it was because he called her "daughter-in-law" so much that she had the illusion that she really became his wife. They had been an old couple like this for many years. He clung to her, and then their whole life passed by without him realizing it. .
"Okay, let's not quarrel or have a cold war in the future. We can talk about things openly and don't hide them. We'll be fine!"
Jiang Qingchi was finally satisfied. He smiled at Mu Yanzhu again and reached out to touch her face on the screen.
"Jiang Yan, I really like you, good night."
(End of chapter)