Jiang Xinghan raised his eyebrows, "If it's freezing, why is only one foot red from the cold?"
Mu Qianyan: "..."
She couldn't give a reasonable explanation.
"Come here! Show me!"
This sentence did not come from Jiang Xinghan's mouth, but from Qin Se's voice.
Qin Se woke up and heard Xinghan say that Qianyan's feet were red from the cold. She sat up as soon as she stood straight, with a worried look on her pretty face like an old mother, staring closely at Mu Qianyan...
In fact, she never fell asleep, just because she was too tired and had nothing to do, so she took a nap while perching herself.
Mu Qianyan walked up to Qin Se obediently, feeling helpless.
Qin Se stared at the redness and swelling on her left foot, her sleepy face became gloomy, and she gritted her teeth and asked, "Who did this to you?"
She has always treated Qian Yan as her daughter and would never see her get hurt in the slightest!
Mu Qianyan didn't want her boss to worry, so she shook her head lightly, "Boss, I'm fine."
Qin Se was not relieved. He raised his head and asked again with a serious expression, "I ask, who did this for you?"
If you dare to hurt her Qianyan, you are seeking death!
Mu Qianyan: "..."
She didn't want to mention that middle-aged woman, nor did she want to see that middle-aged woman again!
"Her feet were burned by the hot porridge. She has already seen the doctor. The doctor said it was nothing serious and he gave her medicine."
At this moment, Shen Muhan opened the door and walked in, with his signature smile on his face, and said leisurely.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Qin Se jumped over like a bolt of lightning, grabbed his collar, roughly pushed him to the wall, and asked coldly:
"So, Qianyan's injuries were caused by you?!"
Shen Muhan leaned against the wall and was stunned for a moment, expressing his admiration at the strength of Qin Se, a fierce woman. Then he smiled again and said softly:
"Cousin, you are so enthusiastic towards me as soon as we meet, no matter how big or small you are!"
Qin Se had a gloomy face, not wanting to smile playfully with him at all, and raised a murderous look on his slender eyebrows, "Mr. Shen, have I told you again and again not to provoke my Qianyan? You actually did it today?
Do you dare to let her get hurt?"
Mu Qianyan came over and said, "Boss, it wasn't him, he didn't do it!"
Qin Se turned his face coldly and asked seriously: "If it's not him, who is that?"
It was difficult for Mu Qianyan to say that middle-aged woman's name, as if it was stuck in her throat...
Shen Muhan seemed to see her difficulty, so he calmly said to Qin Se on her behalf: "It was Mrs. Han who met her in the hospital last time, and when she was pulling and pulling, she spilled the blood on her hand.
The hot porridge burned her."
Mrs. Han? Qianyan met that old woman?!
Qin Se hesitated for a moment, then let go of Shen Muhan, "If I had told you it wasn't you, it would have been over!"
Shen Muhan adjusted his collar and smiled nonchalantly: "Cousin, do you usually treat He Ming like this at home?"
Qin Se's calm expression darkened again, "Don't mention that person to me."
A few thoughts flashed in Shen Muhan's eyes, what's going on? My cousin and He Ming haven't reconciled yet?
…
Shen Muhan saw Mao Zhanting lying on the hospital bed and seemed a little surprised. He walked over and asked:
"Zhan Ting, what's wrong with you?"
Mao Zhanting's deep and cold handsome face pulled up a faint smile that didn't reach his eyes, "It's okay, I suffered a little injury."
Shen Muhan saw that he was not serious, so he joked: "You didn't inform us of such a serious injury, so Tengteng and I can come over and buy a wreath to see you!"
Mao Zhanting raised his eyebrows coldly, "A wreath?"
Shen Muhan smiled and said, "I mean buying a bouquet of flowers."
Mao Zhanting snorted disdainfully, "What are you telling you for? What kind of kindness can you two have towards me? Aren't you two always from the Li side?"
Shen Muhan looked innocent and said: "Zhan Ting, you have wronged me and Teng Teng! We are brothers on both sides, and we don't take sides."
Mao Zhanting glanced at him, "Those who don't take sides are even more hateful and have no position."
Shen Muhan shrugged, walked over and patted his shoulder, "Zhan Ting, Zhan Ting, call me good brother, and I will stand by your side from now on."
Mao Zhanting said in disgust: "Fuck you!"
…
Mu Qianyan had always known that Shen Muhan looked polite but was actually glib, but she thought he was just being virtuous towards women, and she never imagined that he could be so coquettish towards men!
Mu Qianyan felt unbearable when she saw him patting Lao Mao. Lao Mao was especially injured. How could he pat Lao Mao so hard!
Mu Qianyan walked over and pushed Shen Muhan back a little, and gave the order to expel the guests:
"If you're okay, please go out. The doctor said he needs to rest now."
Shen Muhan lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Qianyan, the smile on his face was a bit cool, "Did you buy the porridge for him?"
Mu Qianyan's eyes did not dodge, because she felt that she had nothing to blame, "It has nothing to do with you."
A trace of self-mockery flashed across Shen Muhan's lips, and he turned his gaze back without looking at her. He stretched out his hand to pat Mao Zhanting's shoulder and said, "Let's go now. I'll ask Teng Teng to come and visit you tomorrow."
"You two can come, and the wreaths are waived."
"If you didn't mention it, I'd forget to order a big one for you tomorrow!"
"..."
Mao Zhanting said he disliked Shen Muhan, but in fact it was a kind of brotherly love that was hidden from outsiders.
No matter what you say, it won't hurt your feelings.
When Shen Muhan turned around, he glanced at Mu Qianyan again, his eyes half smiling but not smiling, and left without saying anything more.
Seeing that the annoying Shen Muhan was gone, Mu Qianyan felt better. She turned around and asked Mao Zhanting, "Lao Mao, do you want some porridge now?"
Mao Zhanting's eyes passed directly over her and looked at Qin Se, "Are you hungry, Se se? Do you want some porridge?"
"..."
…
Li Heming returned to the hospital from the parking lot. As he walked, he listened to Qi Jie reporting on today's affairs and responded from time to time.
Suddenly, in the corridor of the hospital, I saw a familiar figure sitting on the waiting chair in the corridor...
The man was sitting in an elegant and lazy posture, with his back against the wall and his head lowered, as if he was deep in thought or asleep.
Li Heming frowned, walked over and asked coldly, "Why are you in the hospital?"
The man raised his head and slowly opened his eyes as if tired, "He Ming, why are you here?"
This guy's expression was wrong! Li Heming raised his hand and probed the temperature of his forehead with the backs of two fingers. "When you are sick, go to the doctor. Why are you sitting here waiting?"
Shen Muhan's face showed a rare look of haggard, and he smiled a little thicker, with a bit of self-deprecation, "You found out that I was sick, but she couldn't find out!"
Li Heming frowned, raised his head and glanced around him, "You came to the hospital alone?"
Shen Muhan spread his hands, "What else? This matter will be reported to my mother. If she has a cold or a fever, she will clear out the hospital and treat me as a terminal illness! Taixing mobilized the troops."