Dr. Luo is a family doctor in Pokemon.

He is over half a hundred years old, and his temples are slightly white.

But when Dr. Luo spoke, he was full of energy and his voice was loud.

"Qiaoqiao, is that Miss Qiao?"

Qiao Qiao nodded, "Hello, Dr. Luo."

It stands to reason that Dr. Luo should call her his wife.

But Shang Lu told him that she still doesn't know his real identity, so she can just call him by title.

Just don't show off.

Doctor Luo leads the way.

"Miss Qiao, the B-ultrasound room is ready for you, we can just go in through the passage next to it."

After saying thank you, Qiaoqiao and Shanglu followed hand in hand.

Suddenly some stomachache.

She grabbed the corner of Shanglu's sleeve.

With the other hand, he covered his stomach.

Shanglu turned his head.

Seeing that her face was not very good, he was a little worried.

"Tummy ache again?"

Qiao Qiao nodded, lowered her voice and said, "I have to go to the bathroom."

On the way to the hospital, she had already gone to the toilet twice.

She has a little diarrhea.

When she came out after using the toilet, Shanglu was waiting for her outside.

After she finished washing her hands, Shang Lu quickly took out a tissue and wiped her wet hands.

He held her hand in his palm, and gently stroked her head with the other hand.

"feelling better?"

She looked up and looked at Shanglu pitifully.

The eyes that were originally heroic and bright were full of haggardness and fatigue.

It's really hard when you're sick.

She leaned half of her body weight on Shang Lu.

"Shanglu, am I embarrassing today?"

Go out and have a good meal.

As a result, the meal was not finished, but he vomited and diarrhea.

Even though she and Shanglu are already real couples.

That kind of thing has been done many times.

But still feel a little awkward.

Shanglu touched her head and comforted her:

"It's normal to have diarrhea, don't be embarrassed, your husband and I also have diarrhea."

Qiao Qiao frowned, "Phytella, seeing how I'm vomiting and vomiting, I might not be pregnant, but maybe have acute gastroenteritis. Phytola, I'm not pregnant, are you disappointed?"

"Fool." Shanglu gently scratched the tip of her nose, "The pregnancy is not urgent, we will see a doctor first, as long as you feel comfortable."

Seeing that she was going to collapse, Shang Lu felt very distressed.

As a result, Dr. Luo had someone do a blood test on Qiao Qiao.

Really acute gastroenteritis.

Not pregnant.

Later, Qiao Qiao got a little dehydrated.

Doctor Luo found someone to arrange for her to be hospitalized

She was lying on the bed with some exhaustion.

In the first half of the night, I have been hanging water infusion.

Shanglu took care of her all night, and only squinted at her bedside for a while at three or four o'clock in the middle of the night.

In fact, there is another bed in the ward.

But Shanglu was afraid that something might happen to Qiaoqiao, so he could react immediately, so he kept lying beside her, holding her hand.

It's autumn and the weather is cooler.

In addition, the medicine injected into her blood was also cold.

Qiaoqiao's hand, which was infusing the infusion, was completely cold and temperatureless.

Phytophthora also specially placed a warm water bag under her infusion hand to keep her warm.

This way Qiaoqiao doesn't feel cold.

The next day Shang Zhongbo heard that his daughter-in-law was hospitalized with acute gastroenteritis, so he rushed to the hospital immediately.

Seeing that his daughter-in-law was still sleeping, Shang Zhongbo pulled Shang Lu out and reprimanded him.

"How did you take care of Qiaoqiao so that she could be hospitalized with acute gastroenteritis?"

"Look at her small body, which is so thin that the wind can blow it away. Didn't she lose a few pounds after this disease?"

"Did you not take good care of her?"

Shanglu also blamed himself a little.

"Qiao Er may have eaten something unclean when she was eating takeaway at noon yesterday."

Shang Zhongbo frowned in anger, "You let her eat takeaway?"

Shanglu: "I'm thinking about not breaking her original life. I try to integrate into her life state and rhythm as much as possible."

Shang Zhongbo: "You're right to adapt to her life, but you can't let her eat takeaway every day?"

Shanglu: "..."

Shang Zhongbo: "In the past, she ate takeaway every day. It was forced by life and she had no choice."

Shanglu: "..."

Shang Zhongbo: "Since she is married to you, are you still going to make her suffer?"

Shanglu: "..."

Shang Zhongbo: "What is a daughter-in-law here for? She wants to be loved, pampered, and cared for. You can ask the chef at home to deliver meals to her every day, and then lie about contacting a designated restaurant."

Shanglu: "Papa is still thoughtful, but I was negligent."

Shang Zhongbo: "I know I was negligent, and it's too late. See Qiaoqiao lying on the bed and suffering?"

Shanglu: "..."

Shang Zhongbo: "Forget it, forget it. From now on, I will be responsible for Qiaoqiao's three meals a day."

Shanglu: "..."

Shang Zhongbo: "Shang Lu, why don't you prepare a better suite for Qiao Qiao, at least a single room, how can you let her live in an ordinary ward?"

Shanglu: "Doctor beds are tight, and suites are gone."

Shang Zhongbo: "Have you informed the hospital yet? Don't arrange for someone to live in another bed."

Shanglu: "Don't worry, I've ordered you."

Although Qiao Qiao was just suffering from acute gastroenteritis.

But at Shang Zhongbo's place, he was extremely anxious and only hoped that she would recover soon.

It was as if Qiaoqiao was his own daughter.

Even if she just has a headache, brain fever, typhoid fever, he will be anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

Qiaoqiao is no longer just his daughter-in-law.

He was already closer than his own daughter.

In order not to disturb Qiao Qiao's rest, Shang Zhongbo prepared a lot of light food, but he did not enter the ward to disturb her.

When Qiao Qiao woke up, Shang Lu opened box after box of food, which surprised Qiao Qiao.

"Shanglu, I know you want me to get better soon, but you don't need to let me eat so much, it's just a lunch."

"It's not for you to eat everything, but for you to pick what you like, as long as you're full."

"what is this?"

Qiao Qiao pointed to a bowl of milky and sticky ones.

Phytolacca: "Milk bird's nest."

"What about this? Is it a sea cucumber?"

"Well, I asked the doctor, you can eat sea cucumbers, and you can supplement protein."

"This peach gum porridge?"

"Ah."

"Yes, how about the one with ribs?"

"Steamed pork ribs with fish maw."

It's just a lunch, why do you feel that it's something only rich people can afford?

"Mark, how much did you spend for this lunch?"

"Not a penny was spent."

Shang Lu brought her a cup of soup, "Why don't you drink some soup first?"

"How could it be possible that I didn't spend a penny? The bird's nest alone cost hundreds or even thousands of dollars."

Phytophthora: "It's true that I didn't spend a penny, it was all nutritional supplements that my relatives gave to my dad."

"How rich are your relatives, and all the gifts are valuables?"

"Some relatives have good fortune."

"Dad did all of this?"

"Well, I heard that you were hospitalized with gastroenteritis, and you were more anxious than me, and you scolded me specially."

"What about dad?"

"He said he was afraid of affecting your rest, so he gave you something and left after taking a look at you. He wanted you to recuperate in peace and leave the hospital early."

Suddenly, Qiao Qiao's eyes turned red.

She sniffed.

It's just a gastroenteritis, but my father-in-law treats her so well.

"What's wrong?" Shanglu touched her head.

With tears in her eyes, she said, "I don't know what good deeds I did in my previous life, what kind of virtue I accumulated, to meet such a good father-in-law."

Recently she has been prone to tears.

Maybe it was Shanglu and his son who asked her to completely let go of her strong disguise.

She swore in her heart that she would treat her father-in-law better than her biological father in the future, one hundred times, one thousand times, ten thousand times better.

She drank bird's nest stewed with milk by Shang Zhongbo.

There is a light sweetness of winter melon sugar in it.

Drink into the stomach, warm and sweet.

But because of illness and poor appetite, she didn't eat much.

"Even if these are gifts from relatives, I feel like such a waste."

"It's okay, if you don't eat it, it will go bad."

"You ask Dad to cook less, it's really a waste if you can't finish it."

"Isn't he afraid of being too single, don't you like it?"

In the afternoon, Qiaoqiao took a nap.

After waking up, Shang Lu combed her hair for her.

Doorway.

The doctor walked in, "Excuse me, arrange for a patient to come in."

Shanglu frowned and was about to speak.

Deng Wanzhou, who was wearing a hospital gown, walked in. The nurse next to her held her infusion bottle high and came to the bedside to lie down.

Shanglu fully understood.

Deng Wanzhou did it on purpose.

He took a sharp look at Deng Wanzhou.

Deng Wanzhou had a thick skin and pretended not to see it.

When he came in, he pretended to greet Qiao Qiao.

"Miss, what a coincidence, I can meet you in the hospital."

Qiao Qiao also thought it was a coincidence.

To be able to meet the richest woman in Pengcheng again in the hospital——Deng Wanzhou.

But today's Deng Wanzhou didn't wear makeup.

The skin still looks good, but a little tired.

It turns out that when celebrities get sick, they suffer just like ordinary people.

"Hello, Ms. Deng." Qiaoqiao said with concern, "Ms. Deng is hospitalized anyway."

Deng Wanzhou: "I have acute gastroenteritis."

Qiaoqiao: "Coincidentally, me too."

Deng Wanzhou: "Then the two of us are really destined."

Shang Lu sent Deng Wanzhou a WeChat message.

Listening to the phone ringing, Deng Wanzhou saw Shanglu holding the phone, and knew that it must be his WeChat.

She smiled at Qiao Qiao: "Miss, I'll send you a message."

Qiao Qiao nodded: "Okay!"

Deng Wanzhou saw in WeChat that Shang Lu was blaming her: You came to make trouble on purpose, didn't you?

She replied: Third brother, I really came here with acute gastroenteritis. The ward was arranged by the doctor. I didn't know you and sister-in-law were here.

Shanglu: Ghost letter.

Deng Wanzhou: Well, I admit that I want to be close to my sister-in-law, but it is true that I have acute gastroenteritis, and you don’t even know how to care about me.

Phytophthora: Aren't you built with iron, and you still need others to care about you.Talk less to your sister-in-law for a while, so as not to affect her rest.

Qiao Qiao looked at Shanglu holding his phone with his head down.

He seems to be texting people.

But she didn't know that he was sending WeChat messages to Deng Wanzhou, the richest woman in Pengcheng who was in the next bed.

What's more, the richest woman in Pengcheng turned out to be Shanglu's cousin.

She didn't doubt at all, and she didn't notice anything unusual about Shang Lu and Deng Wanzhou.

Just a little curious.

Will the richest woman like Deng Wanzhou also live in the general ward of the hospital?

She's not supposed to have her own family doctor.

Are there even family hospitals?

Deng Wanzhou ignored Shanglu's WeChat.

She stuffed the phone into the pillow, and after the nurse and doctor left, she started chatting with Qiaoqiao again.

Deng Wanzhou pretended not to know Qiao Qiao's name, and asked deliberately, "Miss, I don't know your name yet, I only added your WeChat last time, and forgot to ask your name."

"Qiao Qiao. Qiao from housewarming, Qiao from buckwheat."

"What a nice name, nice to hear and easy to remember. My name is Deng Wanzhou."

"Of course I know your name. The youngest richest woman in Pengcheng, she finished her studies at London University at the age of 13, took over the family business at the age of 17, and doubled the market value of the family business by more than 25 times at the age of 40. I'm afraid there are not many of you. People in Pengcheng don't know about it."

Qiaoqiao faced the richest woman in Pengcheng for the second time.

She was still a little excited to talk to such a celebrity.

But she is not timid at all.

She was calm and calm, "Miss Deng, you are so powerful, I really admire you."

Deng Wanzhou was suddenly flattered.

If Qiao Qiao knew that she was actually her cousin, would she still worship her?

Speaking of admiration, it should also be that she adores Qiaoqiao.

She can completely take down a man like her third brother who has not been in love for 32 years.

What an extraordinary character.

Deng Wanzhou sighed, "Oh, there is nothing to admire. What you see is only my superficial beauty, but in fact I am not as good as you."

Especially emotionally.

Qiao Qiao married a super good husband.

But even though she, Deng Wanzhou, is the richest woman in Pengcheng, she stumbled and couldn't even chase a man she liked.

Moreover, this man was Qiao Qiao's ex-man.

Fate is so strange.

She actually fell in love with Qiao Qiao's ex-boyfriend.

But she will not be jealous of Qiao Qiao just because Qiao Qiao is the woman in He Qidong's heart.

There is a first come, first served order.

She didn't get to know He Qidong first, because she and He Qidong didn't have a chance.

This is the arrangement of fate, it has nothing to do with who is right and who is wrong.

Thinking of He Qidong's indifference, Deng Wanzhou's eyes darkened, and her shoulders slumped.

Although Qiao Qiao is not in a wealthy family, it is not difficult for her to understand the gloom in Deng Wanzhou's eyes.

The rich and powerful are not as simple and happy as ordinary people.

So, she still likes her ordinary person status.

She doesn't want to get involved with the wealthy.

But she didn't know that she had actually become the wife of the richest man in Pengcheng.

She comforted Deng Wanzhou a few words.

"Miss Deng, you can think more about what you have and less worry about what you don't have."

"There is no one who lives in this world completely as one wishes."

It was just two ordinary words of comfort, but Deng Wanzhou felt that they were very useful.

Maybe sometimes, people's troubles lie in thinking too much.

When Deng Wanzhou laughed, she had dimples, "Qiaoqiao, don't call me Ms. Deng, you can call me Wanzhou, or Wanwan. I will call you Sister Qiaoqiao. Anyway, we have WeChat, and we will keep in touch frequently in the future. Friends. I don’t have any friends either. And if you encounter any troubles in the future, I can help you. I like helping others the most.”

Qiao Qiao smiled and said nothing.

She couldn't refuse Deng Wanzhou's enthusiasm.

But if it was time for trouble, she might not go to Deng Wanzhou.

It is impossible for them to be true friends because they belong to different social classes.

At this time, Shanglu sent another WeChat message to Deng Wanzhou.

Deng Wanzhou heard a WeChat message on her mobile phone and knew it was her third brother again.

She ignored it.

Shanglu sent again.

Deng Wanzhou still ignored it.

I just want to chat with my sister-in-law for a while, to get close to each other, so as to build a relationship.

In order to prevent her third brother from being too estranged from his sister-in-law when his identity is exposed in the future.

She didn't care what news the third brother sent.

Shanglu couldn't bear it anymore, and said directly, "Ms. Deng, your phone keeps ringing, don't you need to check it? Maybe it's your company's business."

Deng Wanzhou waved her hand, "Don't worry, it's not important news anyway."

Shang Lu said with a black face: "I don't care if Ms. Deng's news is important or not. I only care that you talk too much with my wife, and she can't rest well."

"Shanglu." Qiao Qiao pushed Shanglu and glared at him, "How do you talk to people?"

Deng Wanzhou smiled, "Sister Qiaoqiao, look, your husband is so fierce, but he really loves you."

Qiao Qiao smiled: "Don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Deng Wanzhou then went to get her cell phone from under her pillow.

Seeing that Shang Lu has been blaming her, she blamed her for making Qiao Qiao rest.

Deng Wanzhou replied: Third brother, I finally got close to my sister-in-law, and you are so reluctant.You are so mean to me, be careful that I expose you in front of my sister-in-law.

Shanglu: Dare you.

Deng Wanzhou: Look at me, dare you.

Phytolacca: Is it itchy?

Deng Wanzhou: You can't deal with me now, I have a sister-in-law.If my sister-in-law knows that I am her sister-in-law, do you think she is facing you or me?

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