Good Morning Marshal: Adorable Rabbit Sweet Wife Attacks

Mu Jiaren was very uncomfortable with her mother's attitude, and she wondered why she felt this way.

Does she want her mother to like Quan Xiao?Mu Jiaren suddenly broke into sweat from the fright of her own thought.

"Beauty?" Mother Mu called three times before Mu Jia heard: "Mom, what's the matter?"

"What are you thinking? I've called you three times!" Mother Mu's tone was a little bit annoyed.

"It's okay." Mu Jiaren lowered her head.

After pondering for a while, Mu's mother seemed to be carefully considering her words, and finally made up her mind to speak slowly: "Son, you have to remember that you have a fiancé, and that is Sikong Jin."

Mu Jiaren was stunned for a moment, she raised her head, her slender eyebrows frowned, wondering, when did mother start interfering in her marriage?

Mu Jiaren remembers that her mother never interfered with her affairs before, as long as she likes it, her mother will support her unconditionally.

"So, beautiful woman, don't let your imagination run wild. Didn't you always like brother Jin? After your mother has the operation, you should hurry up and get things done."

Mu's mother spoke with sincerity and heart, but her eyes revealed that there was no doubt about it.

There is still hope.

Mu Jiaren was at a loss for words for a while, and didn't know how to answer.

The mother and daughter in the ward didn't know that Quan Xiao was standing quietly outside the door and heard everything.

Mu Jiaren helped her mother get into the car carefully. She originally thought that she would see Quan Xiao in the car, but after scanning around the car, she didn't see him. Only Qing Yan was guarding her, and there was also a driver driving.

Strange, this doesn't look like a power lord's behavior style?Because her mother was by her side, Mu Jiaren didn't ask any questions.

……

Sikong Jin's office.

The clean wooden floor was covered with snow-white documents. The assistant buried his head low, his chin almost touching his breastbone, not even daring to breathe.

The documents on the ground were thrown by Sikong Jin in a rage.

"It's really unreasonable to let Quan Xiao take the lead! It's just a little short!" Because of anger and regret, Si Kongjin was a little panting, and her breathing was not as regular as usual. She stood tall behind the desk with her left hand on her hip , pacing back and forth.

It was the first time that the assistant was so angry with the leader. Whether it was because the client who came to his mouth flew away or the subordinate made some low-level mistakes, he had never seen Sikong Jinji lose his composure like today.

Bending down cautiously, the assistant went to pick up the materials scattered on the ground, not daring to say a word.

What can I say?Quan Xiao is the marshal of the three armies of country A, and they are not something they can provoke. Although their position in country A is not bad, after all, there is still some gap with Quan Xiao.

"Okay, you go out, I want to be alone." Sikong Jin calmed down his anger, and said with a glance at the hunched assistant.

Putting the picked up documents on the table, the assistant turned around and left.

"Dididi" a rapid and monotonous phone ringing suddenly rang in the silence, Si Kongjin looked down at the phone and it showed "Yin Youyou is calling".

Almost without thinking about it, Si Kongjin decisively pressed Yin Youyou's phone. He didn't want to contact Yin Youyou at all now, let alone hear her voice.

After being quiet for a while, the phone rang again, as stubborn as Yin Youyou, Si Kongjin directly picked up the phone in annoyance, and pressed the off button.

The outside of the window gradually became brighter. Sikong Jin looked out of the window with deep eyes. The sun in the sky rose from behind the tall building. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it on his thin lips, and "Pada" lit it with a lighter.

Curly smoke rose up, Sikong Jin's eyes became darker, thinking about something quietly.

He made up his mind.

Picking up the landline, he dialed the assistant's number. The assistant didn't seem to be in the mood for sleep. The moment the assistant rang, the call was picked up: "President Si, what's the matter?"

"Find out which hospital Quan Xiao arranged for Mu Jiaren's mother to go to."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

After hanging up the phone, Sikong Jin let out a long breath. At this time, the sun outside the window had risen, and the light filled the entire office. A smile curled up on the corner of Sikong Jin's lips.

……

Reed Hospital of A/City Advanced Military Region.

Mother Mu, who had already changed into her hospital gown, held her daughter Mu Jiaren's hand anxiously, and asked worriedly, "Jiaren, do you think the doctors here can cure me? The operating mother is scared."

A burst of sadness swept over Mu Jiaren's heart. The mother who was so confident and beautiful in front of her is really old now. Mu Jiaren tightly held her mother's hand to give her strength: "Mom, don't worry about going in for the operation. This is the highest-level military hospital in city A, and it has performed surgeries on many national leaders."

Mother Mu nodded, but she could still see the deep fear in her heart.

When her mother was pushed into the operating room, the door was slowly closed, and the three bright red characters "in operation" suddenly lit up, Mu Jiaren's heart also rose to her throat.

It's such a big operation to replace the heart, and you have to cut the belly open. Thinking of the cold and sharp knife mercilessly slashing at her mother, Mu Jiaren's heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife. She bit her lower lip tightly, not letting herself cry. come out.

"Don't worry, the chief surgeon is the most famous heart surgeon in the country." The gentle and deep magnetic voice rang in his ears, instantly warming Mu Jiaren's heart.

Looking up, I saw Quan Xiao standing there leisurely with his hands in his pockets, with a bright smile on his handsome and innocent face, perhaps infected by Quan Xiao's relaxed appearance, Mu Jiaren's tense heart really relaxed a lot few.

Bowing her head, Mu Jia realized that Quan Xiao's warm hand had been covering her small hand. Only then did she feel that her hand was already cold, while Quan Xiao's hand was warm and warm, which made her feel very warm .

From the bottom of her heart, she was grateful to Quan Xiao.

At such a critical moment, she was grateful to Quan Xiao for being by her side.

Four hours in the morning passed quickly, and when the door of the operating room slowly opened, the chief surgeon in surgical gown walked out first.

Mu Jiaren rushed up almost immediately: "Doctor, how is my mother?"

Taking off the mask, the chief surgeon had a gratified smile on his slightly tired face: "Don't worry, the patient is doing well, and the operation went well. Just pay attention to nursing care after you come out."

"Thank you, thank you." Mu Jiaren gratefully said thank you to the doctor twice in a row, happy and excited, she turned her head and threw herself into Quan Xiao's arms and began to cry.

"Great, the operation was successful." Mu Jiaren muttered to herself while lying on Quan Xiao's strong chest.

Mu Jiaren has already tasted the pain of her father's departure, and she no longer wants to experience the pain of her mother's departure. Fortunately, God is fair to her.

The little man in his arms was sobbing, Quan Xiao stood there straight, his hands were bent and he didn't know where to put them, his bushy brows were slightly frowned, does this girl usually say this way of expression? Her gratitude?
This way of expression is too... Quan Xiao likes it very much.