After rebirth, I collapse every day

Shaking her head, Mu Qing picked up the case and began to integrate the surgical plan.

Time passed by bit by bit, and when Mu Qing realized it, the sky was already dark.

Diao Ming, Si Mo and Qiao Zhi left long ago, Mu Qing frowned, suddenly seemed to remember that they called her, but she was always in the left ear and out in the right ear.

With an embarrassed cough, Mu Qing closed the case, got up and walked out of the hospital.

Just as he stepped out of the gate of the hospital, a flash of light suddenly flashed.

Click!

Mu Qing frowned, and looked suspiciously in the direction of the voice.

Under the tree, a reporter was holding a camera and took a quick picture of her.

Seeing this, Mu Qing's face was darkened immediately, she turned around and was about to leave, when she suddenly saw that figure walking towards her...

The familiarity of the handsome and slender figure warmed Mu Qing's heart.

"Song Wen." The man suddenly called out in a low voice.

"Yes!" Song Wen responded, and immediately rushed towards the reporter on the side.

Immediately, Feng Shiyi stepped forward to caress Mu Qing's cheek: "Why is it so late?"

"I'm working on the case of Mr. Nangong, why are you here? Didn't I say you don't come to pick me up?" Besides...why didn't you tell her when you came?

"I went to prepare a gift for you, and I just came here." Feng Shiyi pinched her nose, a look of doting flashed across her eyes.

"Gift? What gift?" Mu Qing looked at Feng Shiyi curiously.

"secret."

"Well... okay." Mu Qing became even more curious.

"Let's go, I'll take you to unwrap the present." Feng Shiyi pinched Mu Qing's cheek.

"Okay!" Mu Qing obediently responded, and quickly followed Feng Shiyi's pace.

Following Feng Shiyi to a nearby seafood restaurant, the two went directly to the second floor.

In front of the door of the VIP room, Feng Shiyi let go of Mu Qing's hand: "Please open the door, my princess."

Mu Qing became even more nervous, and cautiously stepped forward to open the door, seeing the situation inside the room, her eyes widened in shock.

Covering her red lips with both hands, Mu Qing couldn't believe it: "Here..."

"How is it? Do you like it?" Feng Shiyi stepped forward and put his arms around Mu Qing's slender waist, a question flashed in his eyes.

Mu Qing was speechless at the moment, nodding repeatedly to express her liking.

The entire private room is decorated in sky blue, lotus color decorations are everywhere, and balloons are floating in the air everywhere.

Inside the house, there was a colorful banner hanging: [Little Princess Lin Qing, happy birthday. 】

Under the banner, there is a huge three-layer cake with a fondant figurine based on Lin Qing.

On the one-meter-long table, there are many delicacies, and there are many gift boxes in every corner of the house.

"How do you know...today is my birthday?" Mu Qing turned her head to look at Feng Shiyi, with doubts flashing in her eyes.

Yes, if she hadn't died, it would indeed be her birthday today, but even she almost forgot about it.

"Fool, I'm your boyfriend. Of course I know everything about you." Feng Shiyi rubbed Mu Qing's head vigorously: "It's just that you can't make things too big, so everything is kept simple; yes, "

"As for presents, start unwrapping from there." Feng Shiyi pointed to the corner on the left.

"There are really gifts here?!" Mu Qing was even more surprised, there are at least a hundred gift boxes here!
"Of course, otherwise, why would we put empty boxes?" Feng Shiyi nodded his head as a matter of course. Although Song Wen said that he wanted to put empty boxes, he didn't want to do that, and the Feng family couldn't afford it!

Mu Qing was even more moved, and couldn't help but stepped forward to hug Feng Shiyi tightly: "Shi Yi... thank you."

"Okay, why are you being polite to me?" Feng Shiyi rubbed Mu Qing's head, and smiled dotingly: "Let's unwrap the presents first."

"Okay." Mu Qing nodded, and then walked into the gift box on the left.

Suddenly, Mu Qing found words written on it.

"The little princess's one-year-old birthday present." Mu Qing whispered.

Immediately, Mu Qing glanced at the other gift boxes, each of which had similar words on it.

[The little princess's second birthday. 】

【The little princess's...】

Mu Qing's heart moved, and she couldn't help reaching out to pick up a gift box. Looking at the words on it, the corners of her lips raised slightly unconsciously.

Opening the one-year-old gift box, Mu Qing suddenly exclaimed: "Oh my God!"

Inside was a feeding bottle, unopened, and a greeting card.

Taking out the greeting card, Mu Qing looked at Feng Shiyi's words on it: [When you were one year old, this seemed to be the only thing I could give you, my little princess, just thinking about it makes her feel cute. 】

A two-year-old is a little skirt: [The two-year-old little princess should be gone, and this pink and tender little skirt is given to you as the first skirt in your life. 】

Three years old, four years old... until 27 years old...

There are gifts for every age, and gifts for every time period are obviously carefully selected.

"How long have you been preparing these things?" Mu Qing couldn't help asking while holding the coming-of-age ceremony.

"Actually, it hasn't been long." Feng Shiyi shook his head, pretending to be casual and replied,

"Shi Yi..." Mu Qing threw herself into Feng Shiyi's arms, holding him tightly.

"Silly girl, don't cry." Feeling the trembling of Mu Qing's shoulders, Feng Shiyi hastily comforted him: "I gave you a gift to make you happy, if you cry, it's better not to give it."

"I'm just so happy." There were crystal tears in Mu Qing's eyes, but it was as if she had eaten honey in her heart, very sweet.

"Fool." Feng Shiyi sighed secretly, and rubbed Mu Qing's head vigorously: "You don't have to cry if you're happy, there are so many presents."

"Go back and take it apart slowly, I'm hungry." Mu Qing wiped away her tears in embarrassment, and looked away proudly.

If you want to cry, you have to go back and find a place where no one is crying, otherwise it will be really embarrassing.

But this can't be her fault. In the past 20 years, no one except Diao Dad celebrated her birthday.

The birthday celebrated some time ago was also the birthday of this body, not her...

Seeing Mu Qing's thoughts, Feng Shiyi couldn't help chuckling: "Hehe...Okay, I'll listen to you."

When ordering the waiter to serve the food, Song Wen hurried in: "Young Master Feng, the memory card has been destroyed, what should the reporter do?"

"What memory card?" Mu Qing raised her head suspiciously, and looked at the two people in front of her blankly.

"It's the reporter who secretly photographed you just now, the memory card in the camera." Song Wengong replied respectfully.

"Why do you want to destroy it? It's just a few photos, they can post them if they want." Mu Qing looked at them suspiciously.

"No, once your private life is released, more people will dig it out, and it will be difficult to end." Feng Shiyi refuted Mu Qing's words in a cold voice: "Other things can be up to you, but this Kind of about your safety, I can't listen to you."