Knowing what she was worried about, Chu Qingyue gently stroked her forehead, her clear voice as low as raindrops, light and ethereal, "I'm fine. I'm not okay. I'm also in a wheelchair, so I won't let myself be very tired, and I'll eat on time.

Pay attention to medicine and diet, and rest for ten hours a day.”

Chu Qingyue smiled and said a long list. Looking at her increasingly tense face, the smile on her face became more and more obvious, but she asked seriously, "What else should I ask?"

Chu Huaxin pursed her lips in shame and stared at him angrily.

Is he thinking he is verbose?

When she doesn't care any more, he will cry!

"Muest."

Chu Qingyue rubbed her hair, then looked at Mu Yihan and greeted him in a low voice.

"Just call me Yihan."

Chu Qingyue nodded in agreement.

Qi Zijin also surrounded him, but kept a distance from Mu Yihan.

This man is too dangerous, so I'm afraid that he can control it.

Several people chatted with Chu Huaxin. On the way, Secretary Yang came over, brought a notebook and a stack of documents, and well-trainedly set up a small office in the room.

Looking at the person who wanted to treat this place as an office and home, Chu Huaxin opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but the people who came in one after another stopped her from saying she wanted to refuse.

Looking at Xin Chang's figure standing there, Rong Qianlong pinched it hard and muttered in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt! It seems that it's really dazzling."

"Of course you don't hurt! You pinched me!" An Qingyan gritted her teeth and roared, raising her feet without hesitation and kicking her in the leg, leaving her own place on the red pants with satisfaction.

Yiyou's footprints entered the room when he reacted and planned to fight back.

"install……"

"Be quiet, this is the ward. Do you want to disturb my third sister-in-law to rest?"

An Qingyan suddenly turned around and shouted at him seriously. Rong Qianlong, who was about to get angry, opened his mouth and suddenly flew into his mouth. His face looked ugly.

A group of people in the ward, looking at the two of them playing tricks, chuckled at the same time.

Even Mu Yihan curled the corners of his mouth slightly and glanced at Rong Qianlong with a stiff face.

The latter immediately shrank, grabbed Fu Haoming, who was also planning to enter, and whispered, "Do you think the third brother's smile was good or bad?"

Fu Haoming was pulled and glanced at him, and said meaningfully: "I only know that you are still holding me to discuss so loudly. It will definitely be bad for the third brother to smile later."

Pulling his hand as if it was touching a dirty thing, Rong Qianlong immediately shrank, took a quick step towards Mu Yihan, and instead threw Fu Haoming behind.

With a flattering smile on his face, Rong Qianlong almost rubbed his back, "Third brother, why are you back so soon? Didn't you say it will take a few more days?"

Mu Yihan stared at him without saying a word. The rose-colored thin lips were graceful curves, and the deep phoenix eyes were as quiet as water, which made people unable to see any emotion.

Mu Yihan didn't work here, so Rong Qianlong directly tried to please Chu Huaxin.

Now the emperor's imperial edict is not as authoritative as the queen.

"Sister Huaxin, my brother asked the aunt at home to stew a big tonic soup for you today. I will go back later and bring it to you."

"Your intentions are probably spared first." A cold voice came from outside the door again, watching Mu Yichen, wearing a white coat, leading his little nurse in.

Mu Yichen pursed his lips and said that he was not saying that.

The young nurse didn't seem to see the dangerous gaze in Rong Qianlong's eyes, and as usual, he took Chu Hua's body temperature as usual.
Chapter completed!