The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Every time she asked, it was because she was on a business trip and busy.

Many friends called Mu Qing and said that they saw a young and beautiful girl beside Wang Yuhua and told her to be careful.

Mu Qing did not want to think too much until the day before yesterday, she found a lipstick mark on the collar of Wang Yuhua's shirt and the side of his neck.

How close was their relationship to make a woman's lipstick mark there?

Mu Qing and Wang Yuhua had a big fight and Wang Yuhua slammed the door and left.

The next day, Wang Yue was mischievous and accidentally knocked his head on the ground.

This turned the sky upside down.

He couldn't live on and was desperate for his future life.

Mu Qing wanted to take Wang Yue and jump down to take revenge on the Wang family.

But in the end, she couldn't bear to see Wang Yue die, so she jumped down herself.

*

Mu Qing's weak personality was inseparable from her family's doting.

Secondly, the people of the Mu family were too honest.

People from scholarly families always lived a more noble life, so they didn't know much about these worldly and popular tricks.

Mu Qing's dream was to be a painter.

She had loved to paint since she was young.

Therefore, the direction of Xia Ling's breakthrough this time was to become a big shot in the art circle.

*

Xia Ling sorted out the plot and memories. Just as she was about to rest, the door to the ward opened.

"Patient's family, although the patient has just woken up, her condition is not stable after all. You must transfer her to an ordinary ward, then you must sign the informed letter. "

This aura was somewhat familiar.

It was the devil.

Xia Ling opened her eyes again.

This time, she saw a doctor in a white coat.

He was wearing a blue disposable mask and was tall and straight. The white coat on him gave off a sense of abstinence and tranquility, giving the patient a complete sense of security.

He walked over and looked at Xia Ling, who was already awake on the bed.

He lowered his head and his big hand touched Xia Ling's forehead.

His body was stained with the smell of disinfectant. Other than that, there was also the fresh smell of lemon, which was surprisingly pleasant to smell.

"The fever has not continued, the inflammation in the body has not subsided, and it has healed... the situation is normal, we have to stay in the hospital for further observation, " he stood up and said to the old man behind him ...

The old man's face and eyes were slanted, and he looked somewhat similar to Wang Yuhua.

This was Wang Yuhua's mother, Mu Qing's mother-in-law.

"The situation at home is not good, and your hospital is too expensive. The milk powder money will have to be replenished soon, so what does my grandson eat and drink? Anyway, she has woken up, so let's just replace her directly. If anything happens, it's her bad luck. "

As she said this carelessly, mother Wang turned around and shouted again, "Yuhua, come in, don't just stand outside and don't say anything. "

As soon as she finished speaking, a man in a suit followed her into the ward.

The man was slightly lower than the male doctor beside him. His hair was styled and he had a dignified appearance. He had the aura of a successful person.

He was not bad-looking either.

However, people were afraid of comparison.

At some point, the male doctor took off his mask.

The male doctor had a gentle temperament and a handsome face. His eyes were distant and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

He was a little serious, but it was obvious that he had a dignified temperament and a strong character.

Wang Yuhua stood next to him. His originally good-looking face instantly became very greasy, as if it had been soaked in oil.

Xia Ling did not even want to look at him again.

*

After going abroad, Wang Yuhua's horizons were broadened. Plain porridge and side dishes like Mu Qing were not his cup of tea to begin with.

Not to mention his current old-fashioned appearance.