The domineering president married a sweet wife

His tone was understated, but his eyes were cold and heavy.

Xia Ziqing's shoulders shook, and then she became angry.She didn't dare to vent this anger on Ye Feicheng, so she glared at Mai Yaxi.

Mai Yaxi's great injustice!It's not her fault, but why is it always her who gets hurt! ! !

Mai Yaxi refused to accept this kind of differential treatment.

Xia Ziqing looked furious, her chest heaving violently.

"Do you want me to understand more?" Seeing that Xia Ziqing did not leave, Ye Feicheng frowned and said, "You have been here long enough."

It's so... so blunt.

Under Ye Feicheng's cold and impatient tone, no one could take it calmly.Xia Ziqing got up reluctantly, pursed her lips and stared at Mai Yaxi, and left the ward angrily, even forgetting to take away her fresh shrimp and fish roe porridge.

Mai Yaxi sat down by the bed and kept looking Ye Feicheng up and down.

"Are you feeling better? Why is your complexion still so bad? Tell me if you feel uncomfortable." Mai Yaxi looked at Ye Feicheng carefully from a 360° angle.

"Are you a doctor?" Ye Feicheng asked with a frown.

Mai Yaxi shook her head.

"It's good if you know." Ye Feicheng put on the right attitude: "Bring me the millet porridge."

Mai Yaxi was still a little worried, but after hearing what Ye Feicheng said, she nodded hurriedly.Opening the box, the spoons were stuffed into Ye Feicheng's hands.

Ye Feicheng took a small bite before continuing to eat.

Is this guy worried that he will be poisoned?

Mai Yaxi couldn't help giving Ye Feicheng a blank look.

In fact, the hospital had a special chef to prepare meals for Ye Feicheng, but Ye Feicheng didn't appreciate it and refused to eat.From the moment he entered the hospital, he was sent directly to the VIP ward.

The so-called VIP ward is really hard to describe.Mai Yaxi stepped on the wool carpet under her feet, knocked on the grand clock in the corner, even the doorknob, the simplest doorknob, was probably inlaid with gold.

There is also a personal doctor's name and phone number pasted on the head of the bed. Even the name card label is exquisitely designed to blend with the color of the bed without any abruptness or discomfort.

My personal doctor. 24-hour personal doctor on call~!

A capitalist is indeed a capitalist, and the degree of extravagance makes people resentful.

The capitalist Ye Feicheng had finished his porridge.

Mai Yaxi breathed a sigh of relief, didn't people often say that when a patient can eat it, then it's all right!

In the past few days when Ye Feicheng was hospitalized, Mai Yaxi wished she could become an octopus squid or a thousand-handed centipede. She had to read a lot of recipes every day to see what would be good for sick people. Heaps of ingredients are piled up at home and selected according to the recipe.

Then he had to go to the hospital to deliver meals to Ye Feicheng for three meals.

Since Ye Feicheng doesn't eat the meals prepared by the hospital, she has to prepare them.If you don't eat well, if you stay for a few more days, your life will be lost.

Well, I was killed by cooking.

Mai Yaxi thought so, so she was quite stubborn, and went to deliver three meals unshakably.Every time the private doctor met her, he would smile and ask her if she had a younger sister or older sister.

He said such a virtuous girl, if she has sisters, she must marry them back home.

Ye Feicheng was upset.

After all, Mai Yaxi is the only one with no branches.

Mai Yaxi happily accepted the high evaluation of the private doctor, but unfortunately, if the private doctor married the real Fang Jingya home, he would definitely have a headache to death.

Mai Yaxi didn't want to hurt anyone.