The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Qian Ming's facial expression twitched, and he raised his head in horror.

The beautiful features and slender body, when smiling, are as brilliant as summer flowers.

This face ... he will never forget it!

Oh my God!

Su Xiaomo!

The name, like him, was like a devil, with unforgettable fear!

Qian Ming hugged He Jiayu Da | leg: "Doctor He, Senior He, save me!"

He Jiayu coughed, "You get up first and talk."

"No no no, I won't get up unless you save me!"

"I'm going! You are so rude! The thing I hate most is patients like you, who dare to threaten doctors, bully and fear! The doctor-patient relationship is what people like you are nervous about!" Su Xiaomo Yizheng said harshly Qian Ming desperately pulled He Jiayu's pants, "Dr. He, why is this big devil here?"

He Jiayu: "... she is my wife."

Mrs? Which wife? What does that wife mean?

Qian Ming was desperate, remembering the fear of being dominated by Su Xiaomo in those years ...

It was over. It was a unilateral beating then. Now it is going to be a mixed doubles.

"Let me go." Qian Ming begged for mercy.

He Jiayu was helpless, first pulling people up, "Mo Mo is not malicious, she thought you were going to hit me."

Qian Ming is stupid and asks: "Ah? Dr. He, do you still need her protection?"

After thinking about it, it really seems like this ... He Jiayu asked a little bit, "That's it."

Suddenly, Qian Ming was not afraid of him, and he patted him on the shoulder sympathetically: "Dr. He, I blame you wrongly. You turned out to be the one who was crushed by slavery."

Alas, how dare to marry the Devil, it's really courageous!

Su Xiaomo folded her arms: "Hey, what do you mean!"

After seeing Qian Ming's face, she flashed: "Yo, Pig Man? You look handsome!"

Qian Ming smiled dryly: "Is it ... hehehe ..."

"Yes, yes, like a whole! Where is the face-thinning needle?" Su Xiaomo asked passionately.

Qian Ming shouted, "I was ugly because I was fat, so I'm handsome when I lose weight!"

Su Xiaomo glanced blankly at him: "What fierce are you?"

Qian Ming immediately persuaded that there was an impulse Orz who wanted to kneel down Su Xiaomo.

"Cough, you are not depression or irritability, it may be excessive indulgence ... reduce X life in the future, or ... a few fewer shots." He Jiayu patted his shoulder.

Qian Ming broke through the door in shame, and before leaving, he didn't have the courage to look at Su Xiaomo again.

After he left, He Jiayu pulled a person to his lap and sat down, smiling gently: "Did you know that person?"

"Junior high school students ..." Su Xiaomo felt his head, a little embarrassed.

Not to mention the dark history of those years ...

She reached out and poked He Jiayu's face, "You seem to be thin again."

"Are you there? Maybe the hospital food is too unpalatable." He Jiayu didn't care, "What about Chu Chu?"

"Bring Yueyue, I have a friend in the vicinity, come to see you by the way." Su Xiaomo grinned, "I'm going, you work hard! Come back and give Ben Wang a blanket ~

He Jia smiled: "Okay."

The daylight, warmth and warmth, accompanied by He Jiayu's smile, seemed to melt the ice.

Only that night, Su Xiaomo never waited for He Jiayu to come back.

A flu came fiercely, and Yu Cheng's first case was taken to the hospital where He Jiayu was.

That night, all medical staff involved in the treatment were quarantined.