"Bah." A drop of blood suddenly fell on Qiu Mo's face. She raised her head in panic and saw the blood soaked through the cotton and dripping heavily. As expected, ordinary methods of stopping bleeding were not enough.
"Wait for me." Qiu Mo hurriedly brought hemostatic medicine and pills made from his own blood, and poured cold water.
Leng Xiao took the medicine, and the nosebleed continued for a while before it stopped.
Qiu Mo's worried heart was finally relieved. It seemed that she really couldn't take it lightly in the future.
"Momo." He held her hand that was collecting cotton wool and said with a complicated expression: "After these medicines are used up, I will not allow you to use blood to make medicine for me, even if one day I will bleed to death."
She had paid too much for him. Her weak body was caused by overdrafting his blood that year. He could no longer watch her trade her own health for his. For him, there was no
Nothing is more important than her body.
Qiu Mo shook her head with a smile: "Doctor George said that your illness is already in the recovery stage and you will not use my blood in the future, but you must be careful not to let yourself get hurt all the time. If I am not by your side,
So what should we do?”
"Okay, I won't let myself get hurt." He hugged her lovingly and kissed her forehead gently.
The sky has dawned, and Leng Xiao, who has been tired all night, is still sleeping. When he sleeps, he is quiet and peaceful, like the most ordinary big boy next door.
Qiu Mo sat quietly in front of the bed for a long time, and finally reluctantly moved her soft eyes away from his face.
When she went downstairs, she happened to see Nie Ronghua talking on the phone in the living room. Fortunately, she didn't see her, and her voice was unconcealed when she spoke.
"Sister, if Qianqian has time recently, why don't you bring her over here to sit with her? I'm almost bored to death. I only play cards every day." Nie Ronghua complained on the phone.
"Okay, I have time in the morning, I will take her there." Mrs. Murong said cheerfully.
After putting down the phone, Nie Ronghua turned around and saw Qiu Mo standing on the stairs. His face was a little embarrassed, but he immediately said: "Qiu Mo, I have an appointment with a guest. If you have nothing to do, you can go out for a walk."
She was trying to get rid of her, Qiu Mo knew in her heart.
"Mom, I want to go out too." Qiu Mo held on to the handrail of the stairs and walked down slowly: "But Leng Xiao said that we can't step out of this cold house without his permission."
The corner of Nie Ronghua's mouth twitched, and he thought disdainfully: I know how to suppress her with a cold look.
"Mom, I'll let Axiu do what you want to eat in the morning." Qiu Mo walked up to her and said with a gentle smile.
"I can eat whatever I want, but I have no appetite. Yesterday I lost tens of thousands of yuan playing cards." Nie Ronghua sat on the sofa and sighed, and said pointedly: "I don't know if the feng shui of this house is bad.
There is still something wrong at work."
When Qiu Mo heard this, she just smiled lightly, knowing that she was sarcastic, but she didn't take it seriously.
After breakfast, Leng Ningyu returned to the back house, Xiaotian went upstairs to play games, and Qiu Mo took Carter out for a while. When she came back, the living room was extremely lively.
As soon as she appeared in the foyer, the noisy laughter stopped, and several eyes scanned her from top to bottom like an X-ray.
Murong Qianqian and Qiu Mo had met before, but Mrs. Murong had never seen her. At this glance, her eyes suddenly lit up, as if a ray of sunlight was injected into her eyes so strongly that she could hardly open her eyes.
It was hard for her to imagine that there really was such a beautiful woman in this world, and that she could stand out with such unparalleled elegance just by standing there.
When Carter saw the stranger, he immediately showed an unwelcoming attitude. Qiu Mo leaned over and touched its head, and it calmed down. She walked over slowly wearing a white dress. She didn't like talking to strangers.
So he just wanted to say hello, Nie Ronghua said with an embarrassed expression: "She is Qiu Mo, Leng Xiao's ex-wife."
Hearing the word ex-wife, Qiu Mo felt slightly uncomfortable, but she still kept a faint smile on her face.
Nie Ronghua pointed to the two people around him and introduced: "This is Mrs. Murong and Qian Qian. Their Murong family is the oil king of their country. Qian Qian not only has a double degree from Harvard University in the United States, but is also a female racing driver and proficient in
Car stock trading... She is also beautiful, and she is simply a lover of the public."
Faced with Nie Ronghua's praise of Murong Qianqian, Qiu Mo just smiled softly, and Murong Qianqian said hurriedly: "Auntie, you praise me so much that I feel embarrassed."
"Auntie, I'm just telling the truth. In fact, our family Leng Xiao likes talented and capable women like you the most. People, you can't just be an empty shell. Can you be a meal just because you are beautiful? We Leng Xiao
But I need a good wife."
Murong Qianqian nodded while secretly observing Qiu Mo's expression, and saw that the smile on her face had not changed since she came in, and she had a faint feeling of being thousands of miles away, as if nothing happened.
She didn't take it to heart, even if Nie Ronghua said something so ugly and explicit, she didn't even see her frown.
Could it be that she was relying on Leng Xiao's favor for her?
"Mrs. Murong and Miss, please sit down first while I go and order the kitchen to prepare lunch." Qiu Mo smiled slightly and turned around to go to the kitchen.
"I'm going to see if there's anyone who can help." Murong Qianqian quickly stood up and followed Qiu Mo.
After passing through the restaurant and before reaching the kitchen, Murong Qianqian suddenly stopped her and said, "Do you love Leng Xiao?"
Qiu Mo paused and turned to look at her, with doubt in his eyebrows: "I don't understand what you mean."
"I love him. If your love is not as deep as mine, please give him to me, okay?" She said it so straightforwardly, and after she finished speaking, she watched her reaction nervously.
"How deep is your love?" she asked calmly.
Murong Qianqian hurriedly said: "I can help him expand his career and give everything I have, or I can give up everything for him. As long as he needs it, I love him very much."
Qiu Mo smiled softly: "If you measure love by depth, you will lose from the beginning."
She didn't say anything more, but went straight to the kitchen. Axiu was picking vegetables. When she saw her coming, she quickly said with a smile: "Young lady, you're up."
"Axiu, we have guests at noon today. Let's make some special dishes."
"Okay."
Murong Qianqian stood there blankly, pondering over her words over and over again. Did she lose? Where did she lose?
"I don't understand." When Qiu Mo passed by her again, Murong Qianqian grabbed her wrist, "Are you saying that you love her more deeply than me?"
Qiu Mo wanted to take her hand away, frowned and said, "Miss Murong, please let go."
"No, I won't let you go. Please tell me, do you love Leng Xiao?"
Qiu Mo was very helpless and wanted to forcefully pull her hand away, but she was stronger than her. She struggled twice but could not break away. All this fell into the eyes of Mrs. Murong. She thought it was Qiu Mo who was looking for Murong.
Qian Qian's troubles immediately ran over from a distance, pushed Qiu Mo to the ground, and said sternly: "Fox, don't touch my daughter."