"Good news, what happened?" An Jincheng was worried to death: "I'll take you to the hospital."

"It's okay, it's just that my stomach feels comfortable." After He Jiayin took care of it, he returned to his seat and took out the always-prepared stomach medicine from his bag, and took one: "It will be fine in a while."

"How can this be done? Your illness is very serious. I will send you to the hospital right away!" An Jincheng took her hand and started to walk out.

He Jiayin sat still and shook his head: "Brother Jincheng, I'm fine. I just went to the hospital yesterday. The doctor said that this is a normal phenomenon. Just pay attention to your diet. Maybe I was greedy and ate spicy food just now, so that's why I was like this.

"She didn't want An Jincheng to have trouble eating, so she lied to him that it was okay.

"Really?" An Jincheng was very doubtful.

"Really." He Jiayin showed a reassuring smile.

"Then you can't eat these!" An Jincheng called the waiter, took away all the dishes, and replaced them with white porridge and side dishes that nourished the stomach.

"Brother Jincheng, you are not sick, so you should not eat porridge..."

"Fool, of course I want to accompany you!" An Jincheng said with a smile.

He Jiayin didn't take a few bites of the porridge because her stomach had been feeling uncomfortable. She was afraid that An Jincheng would worry, so she refrained from vomiting.

As soon as I returned to the office, I couldn't hold on any longer. I ran into the bathroom and vomited everything I had just eaten.

It turns out that taking medicine is of no use.

Her stomach looks like she really needs to go to the hospital for a checkup.

She originally wanted to go to the hospital in the afternoon, but Luo Chuan came in and said that the R&D department had put forward several ideas and showed the proposals to her.

She thought the ideas were good, so she decided to hold a meeting to discuss them again.

She couldn't be vague about Lin Yixiang.

*

In the hospital, Tang Qiaoen was lying on the bed with gauze wrapped around his thigh.

What bad luck! I got burned!

Tang Qiaoen was very angry, and she was even more angry that a good play she directed was not performed normally!

She originally planned to let Mu Zechuan see An Jincheng and He Jiayin being intimate together, but the plan was ruined!

"Doctor, will there be any scars?" Tang Qiaoen asked nervously.

"There will definitely be some scars..."

"No! How can I leave scars on my legs? Doctor, you must find a way for me!"

"Ms. Tang, you are already very lucky. It is only at the base of your legs and will not affect your future life..."

"Why won't it affect me?" Tang Qiaoen was very excited: "How can I wear skirts in the future?"

The doctor sighed and was speechless.

How short of a skirt is Tang Qiaoen going to wear? It won’t even cover the top of her thighs?

"this......"

"There must be a way to remove this scar, right?"

"Skin grafting can be done, but it also needs to be transplanted from other places on the body."

"Where?"

"Buttocks, or somewhere else..."

"What kind of bullshit doctor are you?" Tang Qiaoen was furious: "You can't even cure this minor injury!"

"..." The doctor was very dissatisfied with Tang Qiaoen's attitude, but she was very civilized and did not scold her.

"Miss Tang, you'd better have a good rest, otherwise the scar will spread." The doctor looked at Tang Qiaoen and thought to himself, why was her leg burned instead of her face? Such a vicious woman should be made more unlucky to relieve her hatred.

!

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"You!" Tang Qiaoen knew she was sarcastic: "Quack doctor!"

After the doctor left, Tang Qiaoen became more and more angry as he thought about it.

Damn it, it’s all Mu Zebing’s fault! Okay, why are you so crazy?

Then a basin of scalding oil was sprinkled on her legs. It hurt like hell! It would also leave scars!

She wondered if Mu Zebing did it on purpose!

Could it be that she remembered that he was the one who hurt her, so she deliberately took revenge?

However, after thinking about it more carefully, Tang Qiaoen shook his head.

No, with Mu Zebing's temperament, if he recovers his memory, he will definitely tell Mu Zechuan and the Mu family the truth.

The Mu family doesn't know yet, so it means that Mu Zebing has not recovered his memory.

Damn it, crazy woman, she actually burned her legs!

Tang Qiaoen really regrets that he was too gentle and let Mu Zebing live. It was a mistake!

Just as I was thinking about it, the ward door opened.

Feng Rui walked in, holding a lunch box in his hand: "Qiaoen, does it still hurt? I asked Ma Li to make pig skin soup. You can drink it while it's hot. As the saying goes, you'll make up for what you eat."

When Tang Qiaoen saw Feng Rui, his eye circles immediately turned red, he lowered his head and started sobbing.

Feng Rui quickly put down the lunch box in his hand, sat on the edge of the bed, and took Tang Qiaoen's hand: "Qiaoen, what's wrong? Does it hurt?"

"Aunt..." When Tang Qiaoen looked up again, she had turned into a tearful person, crying like a mess: "Aunt, what should I do? The doctor said that my legs will leave scars...

..Scars that cannot be erased…”

Feng Rui felt very uneasy and distressed: "Qiaoen, I'm so sorry. You also know that Bingbing is emotionally unstable. She didn't mean it..."

"Aunt, I don't mean to blame Bing Bing. I just didn't know what to do at the moment, so that's why." Tang Qiaoen quickly wiped away her tears and smiled: "Aunt, I'm sorry for making you worry."

"Good boy, you are really sensible." Feng Rui felt reassured: "Don't be afraid, with technology now so advanced, the scars can definitely be removed. When the injury is healed, Auntie will definitely find the best doctor to perform surgery on you."

"real?"

"Don't worry and take good care of yourself!"

"But..." Tang Qiaoen lowered his head again, pretending to be aggrieved: "What if this scar cannot be removed, will Zechuan hate me..."

"

"Silly boy, how could this happen?" Feng Rui said: "You are so good to him, how could he hate you? His heart is also full of flesh. One day, he will be good to you too, Auntie promises you!"

"

"Really?" Tang Qiaoen deliberately showed a suspicious expression.

"As long as I'm here, he won't dare not be nice to you!" Feng Rui patted the back of Tang Qiaoen's hand: "I will definitely let him break up with He Jiayin as soon as possible, and then you two will get married!"

"Aunt, you are the best!" Tang Qiaoen hugged Feng Rui with a proud smile on her lips.

"This kid!" Feng Rui couldn't see Tang Qiaoen's expression at all.

*

Mu Zebing was half-leaning on the bedside, wondering what he was thinking.

Mu Zechuan walked in, took a glass of milk, and handed it to his sister: "Drink this and then take a nap."

Mu Zebing mechanically took it, drank it and returned the cup to Mu Zechuan.

"Does your head still hurt?"

Mu Zebing shook his head.

My head no longer hurts, but my mind is very confused.

"Lie down quickly." Mu Zechuan helped his sister lower the pillow, let her lie down, and covered her with a thin blanket.

After doing this, it’s time to go out.

When he walked to the door, he heard Mu Zebing call him: "Brother."

"What's wrong?" Mu Zechuan turned around.

Mu Zebing's eyes widened: "Why doesn't my sister-in-law go home? Why isn't my sister-in-law at home all the time? Is she so busy?"

Mu Zechuan stopped.

"Are you talking about He Jiayin?"

He remembered that his sister's amnesia was because he couldn't remember anything after his marriage. After waking up, he kept saying that he was not married yet and did not admit that He Jiayin was her sister-in-law. Why was He Jiayin mentioned now?
Chapter completed!