Fierce little loli: Husband gently teases

Master Zhong stroked the beard on his chin, "It's a man who can be made."

Everyone knew who Master Zhong was talking about.

Zhong Zhe was reprimanded by Master Zhong, and returned to An Xinran's side, still holding the camera in his hand.

In the bar club, the dazzling lights can confuse people's minds.

"How is it?" Zhong Chen shook the red wine glass in his hand.

Xia Qian clambered up to Zhong Chen's shoulders with her soft and boneless hands, and breathed into Zhong Chen's ear with her red lips, "Master, don't worry, they will definitely not be able to compare with me this time. I will handle all the patients who come to the hospital. I embrace those who have not been cured, and now the second day has passed, I have treated one-third of the people, and there are still one-third in the treatment, and the remaining one-third, I believe I will give you another one-third. Two days is enough."

"I heard that she was saving those few people in the place that was going to be demolished. There would not be fifty people."

The corners of Zhong Chen's mouth curled up faintly, "Really?"

"Master, there is something. I don't know if you are happy or unhappy. If you are unhappy, I will stop immediately." Xia Qian was obedient, asking for Zhong Chen's opinion, and lit a fire on Zhong Chen's chest with her slender fingers.

Zhong Chen glanced at her lightly, "Say it."

"That's right." Xia Qian covered Zhong Chen's ear.

Two apartments, one for night and one for day.

Song Xiaowen threw down a teacup angrily, with a Bluetooth headset hanging on her ear, and the phone on the table showed that she was in a call.

"Who made my sister angry?" Song Yuwen's tone was soft, her eyes were devoid of emotion.

"Sister, do you think that An Xinran is ignorant of good and evil? I specifically asked my grandfather to ask several hospitals not to hire An Xinran. The reason is to let her take up a job in one of the best hospitals in France. She will definitely win the job." Competition, but she just ran to a poor area to treat those people, and completely forgot about the competition."

The more Song Xiaowen talked, the angrier she became, "I really don't know where Brother Muyang found it, and he said that he can't take it unless she is an apprentice."

Song Yuwen listened, interest flashed in her dark eyes, Brother Fu, do you like this kind of stupid woman?
in the hospital,
An Xinran stared at the unconscious Mrs. Fu Wo through the small window on the door.

"Shao Xun, tell me, Mrs. Fuwo, she will be fine, right?" An Xinran held Fu Shaoxun's arm tightly.

Fu Shaoxun pursed his thin lips tightly. He wanted to comfort him, and wanted to give an affirmative answer. The facts were in front of him. With her personality, she couldn't accept this fact. When the words came to her lips, she became silent.

An Xinran's heart sank to the bottom. Mrs. Fuwo was placed in the intensive care unit after she came out of the operating room. Before An Xinran had time to ask about the situation, Zhong Muyang took the people involved in the operation to a meeting.

So An Xinran still doesn't know about Mrs. Fuwo's ​​situation.

Her mind was blank. At this moment, An Xinran felt that she had forgotten all the knowledge she had learned, and she urgently knew an answer.

"Which one is the family member of the old lady?" A nurse came out to play with the medical records.

An Xinran rushed forward without thinking, "I am, how is she?"

"I'm sorry, we tried our best. The old lady didn't commit suicide, but she has cancer herself. It's a miracle that she survived until now." After the nurse apologized, An Xinran signed it.

An Xinran didn't know how she signed it. The nurse left without a trace, and she was still sluggish and unresponsive.

Ever since seeing Mrs. Fuwo, An Xinran has been close to her, just like her own grandma. This may be what people call fate. I only met her once. An Xinran thought of her several times, wanted to meet her once, and even regretted it. There is no contact information left, so that I can know the current situation.

It's not easy to meet you, just say a few words, and you will be separated from life and death, and heaven and man will be separated forever.

Fu Shaoxun hugged An Xinran lightly, helped him to sit on a chair beside him, "Do you remember me answering your question last night?"

An Xinran nodded numbly.

"This may be the best result. Mrs. Fuwo had a terminal illness before. She can persist until now because she is not willing to give up Mr. Fuwo. After Mr. Fuwo is gone, there is no reason for her to persist. Instead of letting Fuwo My wife lives in pain every day, so why not just let it go." Fu Shaoxun's voice could not be softer, for fear of irritating An Xinran.

For him, seeing life and death is a common occurrence, but for An Xinran, it is different. She values ​​life and death, and tries her best to treat everyone. Fu Shaoxun is worried that the experience of today will leave a shadow in An Xinran's heart.

An Xinran raised her head with tears in her eyes, "Does it have to be this decisive method?"

Fu Shaoxun softly caressed An Xinran's messy hair, put his hand on her head and leaned on his shoulder, "This is not a decision, it is my choice, a willing choice, girl, without you, I would not live here alone."

An Xinran immediately covered Fu Shaoxun's mouth, "Don't say such things."

"Okay, I won't say it, you promise me not to think about it."

An Xinran got up and looked at Mrs. Fuwo who was frowning tightly but the corners of her mouth were still hanging down. She seemed to have never seen Mrs. Fuwo's ​​mouth down.

"He said he likes me because I like to laugh." Mrs. Fuwo's ​​words echoed in An Xinran's mind, "Don't waste time on quarreling and unnecessary separation. The shortest time to spend together is to spend time together. pass."

An Xinran didn't understand at the time, but now she seems to understand.

An Xinran signed the critical illness notice, her mood has calmed down, but Zhong Muyang still did not show up.

An Xinran thought for a while, took out her mobile phone and sent Zhong Muyang a text message: Master, I don't blame you, you did your best.

With permission, An Xinran and Fu Shaoxun can go in to visit. The old lady doesn't have much time, so if you have anything to say, please speak up.

These were the last words the nurse said to An Xinran.

Although An Xinran was relieved, the sudden sadness still couldn't hold back. Without Fu Shaoxun by her side, she might collapse.

"Don't cry, Mrs. Fuwo likes to laugh, we need to make her happy." Fu Shaoxun persuaded.

He can already say anything in front of An Xinran. These persuasions were fantasies for him a long time ago, but now he comes by word of mouth.

From An Xinran's words, Fu Shaoxun is An Xinran's psychiatrist.

An Xinran went in in a good mood. Mrs. Fuwo had an argon gas bottle on her mouth, her eyes were half-opened, and she saw them squinting slightly and raising their hands slightly.

An Xin was startled, and took Mrs. Fuwo's ​​hand, "Mrs. Fuwo."

"Son, I have an unkind request." Mrs. Fuwo said weakly.

"You said, I will definitely help you do it." An Xinran's voice was blocked, and she barely maintained a smile on her face that she thought was natural.

Mrs. Fuwo took a deep breath, and An Xinran was worried, thinking that Mrs. Fuwo should rest first and talk about it later, thinking of her life value, this sentence was stuck in her throat.

"My husband and I didn't have a child all our lives because of my body. He was afraid that I would have an accident and hurt himself when I gave birth, so he did a ligation without telling me. Later we adopted a child, but the child died. It was an accident, or it was because God did not allow us to have children, and I was too greedy..." Mrs. Fuwo struggled to finish a long sentence, her chest was shaking violently up and down, and she kept exhaling.

"Mrs. Fuwo, I can be your child. I will have a lot of time to listen to you tell Mr. Fuwo's ​​story in the future. You should rest well and get better soon." Tears flickered, faint expectations.

If a miracle can happen once, it must happen a second time, right?

Mrs. Fuwo smiled and held An Xinran's hand, "Silly boy, since the first time I saw you, I felt very special, and you are the only child who is willing to listen to my long-winded chatter. He despises me every day." In a word, say that I am too long-winded."

An Xinran fiddled with her head, "No, you don't talk too much, I would most like to listen to your stories and see your happiness, as if my happiness is guaranteed."

An Xinran is telling the truth. The love between her and Fu Shaoxun has too much uncertainty and confusion. She always feels like she can't go on. She even feels that everything is just a dream. When she woke up, it was because of Mrs. Fuwo's ​​love and the love of the people around her that she felt that everything was real.

Everyone is in love, at different stages of love, and she is undoubtedly experiencing her own love.

Fu Shaoxun stayed quietly by the door, keeping silent, his eyes never leaving An Xinran.

Mrs. Fuwo's ​​eyes widened slightly, with a flowery smile on her face, "Son, can you call me grandma?"

The strength in Mrs. Fu Wo's hands increased, pulling back An Xinran who was slightly startled.

An Xinran's expression fluctuated, and she squirmed her lips, "Grandma."

"Hey." Mrs. Fu Wo answered very loudly. The biggest regret in her life is not having a child. The greatest pain is losing the child she worked so hard to raise. An Xinran's voice gave her the fantasy of three generations living under one roof. .

"Grandma, you need to get better soon. I want to hear your stories. If I get bullied, I want you to support me." An Xinran choked up her voice and shouted, lying on Mrs. Fuwo's ​​chest, teasing Tears still flowed down involuntarily, staining the quilt.

"Of course, grandma is old and can't protect you anymore. There is someone who is more capable of protecting you than grandma, and he is right behind you." Mrs. Fuwo said lovingly.

"But I also want grandma to protect me." An Xinran said instinctively, she already regarded Mrs. Fuwo as her own grandmother, and she could also feel Mrs. Fuwo's ​​love for her, and she could remember her name. Kindly call out her nickname.

"Okay, grandma will protect you too, but, grandma, can I ask you one more thing?"

"Grandma, tell me." An Xinran wiped her eyes dry, straightened her body, and looked into Mrs. Fuwo's ​​eyes.

An Xinran chatted with Mrs. Fuwo for a long time. She was supposed to keep watch at night, but Mrs. Fuwo insisted on not letting her go. Seeing that Mrs. Fuwo's ​​spirit was fine, An Xinran could only leave with Fu Shaoxun.

the next morning,

An Xinran made some porridge, and went to the hospital with Chi Wenxiu and Zhuo Leng. The first night, An Xinran told Chi Wenxiu about her recognition of her grandmother. Chi Wenxiu did not blame him, but agreed.

An Xinran had a new idea. Mrs. Fuwo had no children, so if she wanted to have a child, she could ask her mother to act, which was also Mrs. Yuan Fuwo's ​​wish.

She told Chi Wenxiu about this idea, but Chi Wenxiu didn't consider agreeing directly, but was worried that Mrs. Fuwo would not recognize her as a daughter.

"Shao Xun, do you think grandma will be very happy?" An Xinran was also faintly worried that she would do bad things with good intentions.