The unhappiness that Mother Qi had just felt disappeared in an instant, and she said with a smile: "I see that this time he is acting differently than before, so I guess there is really something going on."
"It all depends on whether the corner can be pried open."
The old lady clenched her fists: "It must be pried open."
"Well, let's study it carefully and come up with a plan."
When Qi Muhan returned to Su Qiao's bedroom, Cheng Haoming just walked into the room carrying a bowl of bird's nest.
The two looked at each other, and there seemed to be a faint smell of gunpowder in the silence.
"Xiao Qiao, I just asked Auntie Wu to cook some bird's nest. Come and eat it while it's hot so you can sleep better."
Cheng Haoming smiled gently and walked to the bedside with the bowl in hand.
Su Qiao sat up hugging the quilt and stared at the steaming bowl in his hand with some curiosity: "Is it ready so soon?"
Take out the bird's nest and soak it for about an hour, then stew it for at least half an hour.
This bird's nest... was obviously what Mei Yuxin hadn't finished eating before.
Cheng Haoming was embarrassed for a moment, and explained reluctantly: "Well, Aunt Wu had already brewed some, but she just forgot to take it out and cook it."
"Oh." Su Qiao looked meaningfully at the man who lied without thinking, just like caring for a mentally retarded person.
Cheng Haoming secretly breathed a sigh of relief and sat down beside the bed: "Let me feed you!"
"I'd better do it myself! You make me feel very sick."
Su Qiao would never let him feed her.
First, it is so embarrassing for a grown-up to be fed by others.
Secondly… even if he needs to be fed, of course Qi Muhan should do it. Who wants this scum to feed him
Cheng Haoming didn't force it and handed the bowl to her carefully: "Then be careful, don't burn yourself."
"Won't."
Su Qiao took the bowl very swiftly.
Qi Muhan looked at the bowl in her hand and rubbed his fingers twice.
He glanced at Cheng Haoming out of the corner of his eye, and remembered what his grandmother had just said, and he put the thoughts in his mind to rest.
We have to make Xiao Qiao fall in love with someone else before she knows the truth, so we shouldn't alert her now!
As if sensing his gaze, Cheng Haoming looked at him with a somewhat gloomy gaze: "Mu Han, aren't you going back yet?"
Qi Muhan glanced at him indifferently, turned around and sat on the sofa by the window.
"Xiao Qiao's condition is not stable yet. I have to stay and observe tonight."
Cheng Haoming was also a little worried. After thinking for a while, he stood up and walked to the door: "Then I'll go prepare a guest room for you."
Qi Muhan said very straightforwardly: "No need, I'll just stay on this sofa for one night."
"You..." Cheng Haoming felt a little annoyed.
What's wrong with a grown man like him sleeping in his wife's room
Although he had stayed in Xiao Qiao's ward before in the hospital, it was a hospital and the situation was special, so Xiao Qiao needed the doctor's care.
Qi Muhan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm: "What if she gets into trouble later and the alarm doesn't ring?"
Who knows what he will do next
Who knows whether the people from the Cheng family will pretend not to hear
Cheng Haoming knew he was in the wrong, so he gritted his teeth and said solemnly, "Then I'll sleep here too."
"There is only one sofa here." Qi Muhan glanced at him and simply lay down.
"I'll ask the housekeeper to move the sofa bed over."
In short, he would never let Qi Muhan sleep alone in Xiao Qiao's room.
He didn’t feel this way before, but now, he feels that Qi Muhan’s concern for Xiao Qiao is really too much.