"I'll go to the office to change into work clothes first," Huo Mian said.
"Oh, what time is it? Sister-in-law, will you accompany me to see Tang Xiaochuan first?" Qin Ning took her sister-in-law's hand and acted coquettishly.
"Um...you see you are impatient and not reserved at all..." Huo Mian deliberately teased her.
"How can people be reserved when they are passionately in love? Besides, when you were passionately in love with my brother, you were more cruel to dogs than we were, haha..."
Huo Mian:…
In this way, under Qin Ning's hard work, Huo Mian followed Qin Ning to visit Tang Chuan before she had to change into her work clothes.
Mr. Tang lives in VIP No. 6 and enjoys royal treatment. Those who know it think he is here to recuperate from illness, and those who don't know think he is here to gain weight.
"Good morning, Vice President."
"Good morning, Vice President Huo."
Along the way, both doctors and nurses greeted Huo Mian cordially.
Today, Huo Mian only wore a simple white short-sleeved shirt, black harem pants, and flat shoes.
Then she wore a black Korean-style windbreaker and still wore black glasses frames, which was very cute.
Although it no longer has the elegant and intellectual temperament it had before, wearing it like this actually makes her look much younger.
Ever since Zhang Manlin deliberately imitated Huo Mian's clothes, her taste and style had changed.
"Go in... Why are you standing at the door and staring at it?" Huo Mian said with a smile.
"Sister-in-law... you go first."
"What? Are you two at odds?" Huo Mian noticed something was wrong and asked Qin Ning.
"It's not a big deal, anyway, you go in first...hehe."
Qin Ning started to squirm, leaving Huo Mian helpless. She had no choice but to open the door and walk in.
Inside, Tang Chuan was eating breakfast, and the nurse aunt was mopping the floor.
"Eh? Sister-in-law... why are you here?" Tang Chuan was a little surprised.
"I heard from Xiaowei, what's going on? How come you, who never get drunk after a thousand drinks, have stomach bleeding after drinking?" Huo Mian asked deliberately.
"Uh... mistake... mistake, ha." Tang Chuan replied with a smile, pulling his neck and looking out the door.
"What are you looking at?" Huo Mian asked deliberately.
"No...it's okay."
"Are you disappointed that Ning Ning didn't come?"
"No... After all, I didn't tell Ning Ning. She has an anxious personality. If she knew, she would probably be worried about me, haha." Tang Chuan said narcissistically.
"Smei, who should worry about you? It would be better if you died... I let you drink so that you don't have a long memory." Qin Ning couldn't stand it any longer, so she pushed the door in from the door.
Seeing Qin Ning come in, Tang Chuan was so excited that he almost fell off his bed...
"Hey, what are you doing? You can't move, you're still hanging on the water?" Huo Mian hurriedly stopped Tang Chuan.
"My aunt, are you really here?" Tang Chuan looked happy.
"Well, let's see if you're dead..." Qin Ning deliberately darkened her face.
"Haha, how can I? If I die, you will be a widow."
"Don't be shameless, okay, I haven't married you yet." Qin Ning scolded.
"Ning Ning, my hand hurts a little. Can you feed me some porridge? I'm so hungry..." Tang Chuan started to act coquettishly.
"You are so beautiful. Drink it yourself. You just suffered from stomach bleeding. It's not like you have broken arms and legs and are disabled..." Qin Ning retorted.
"Can you bear it... Forget it, I won't eat it... I'll just be hungry." Tang Chuan looked at the millet porridge pitifully.
Qin Ning suddenly felt soft...
"Seeing as you can act coquettishly, I know there's nothing wrong with you. Okay, you two can slowly show off your kindness. I'm going to work." Huo Mian shook her head helplessly and walked out of the ward.
At this time, Tang Chuan became even more reckless, pulling Qin Ning's face directly and kissing her.
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