C19 A Calming Pill for the Old Man

She seemed to jump in front of Xing Mowei, put her phone in front of his face and said excitedly:

"President Xing, it's your call." President Xing, it's your call.

Xing Mowei raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist. With a low voice and a calm tone, he said:

"It's too late now. Prepare for today. Tomorrow morning, come with me to the hospital to visit Grandfather."

"Ok, President Xing, I'll listen to you."

She took back her phone and hugged it to her chest, thinking excitedly about how she should spend so much money.

Should he tell his best friend, Chen? Should she let Chen operate on her mother immediately?

She just stood there with her head raised and her eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling. The corner of her mouth twitched from time to time, and the dimples on her face became even more obvious.

Xing Mowei saw that her face was radiant and the ice scab in her heart slowly melted. It turns out someone's smile could be that beautiful.

In less than half a day, Mi Qiao had already transferred two hundred thousand yuan to Chen.

After tasting the sweet taste of money, Mi Qiao worked even harder in front of Xing Mowei. She felt that as long as she took it seriously, she would have ten million yuan in the future.

After a peaceful night, Xing Mowei got his servant, Sister Liu, to bring the clothes he bought for Mi Qiao as soon as he got up the next morning.

Mi Qiao looked and saw that they were all expensive large brands. Even holding them in her hands, she felt that she could not support such expensive clothes.

He finally chose a light yellow sweater that was relatively low-key and wore a pair of tight white pants. From a distance, it looked clean, refreshing and very appropriate.

After changing her clothes, Mi Qiao walked out of the living room without any hesitation. Xing Mowei, who was sitting in the living room, immediately lit up when he saw her.

"Can you wear it this way?"

She raised her head and asked timidly.

"Not bad."

After he finished speaking indifferently, his eyes returned to indifference.

After getting a positive answer, Mi Qiao happily took his arm and left after breakfast. She had to be more professional in acting.

When they arrived at the hospital, the Old Master obviously lost a lot of weight, which gave Mi Qiao a fright.

Wasn't it a lie? It had only been two days, how could he be so thin? Could it be that the hospital's food was too poor and he couldn't keep up with the flow of nutrition?

As soon as she entered the ward, when Mi Qiao saw the Old Master like this, she grasped his hand painfully.

"Grandfather, you, how could you be like this?"

She was so shocked that she couldn't speak quickly.

When the Old Master heard Mi Qiao's voice, he immediately opened his eyes and became full of energy.

He pulled Mi Qiao's hand and complained:

"I'm fine. Didn't I tell you? This is our secret, hur hur.

Why have you been away so long and not come to see me?

I thought you ran away from home. Where have you been all this time? "

Mi Qiao had not spoken with Xing Mowei beforehand, so of course she would speak the truth.

Before she could open her mouth, Xing Mowei, who was standing behind her, stepped forward and suddenly put his arm around her shoulders. His face revealed an expression of rare gentleness.

She looked at him, puzzled. What was he trying to do?

Xing Mowei, on the other hand, took the old man's question and said:

"Grandfather, didn't I tell you before? Mi Qiao went to the school to defend herself.

Mi Qiao performed very well this time, and her second defense was passed. "

As Xing Mowei said this to the Old Master, he slowly reached out his other hand towards Mi Qiao's hand. He seemed to be holding it intimately, but the force in his hand became heavier, clearly implying that he was holding her hand.

Mi Qiao wasn't stupid, but she still understood a bit through his hints.

In order to get the one million yuan, she did her best to cooperate with him with a smile and said:

"Yes, Grandfather, I will go to school to defend myself this time.

Fortunately, I passed this time. "

Dammit, he really would put her in the dark. She was one of the top students in her grade and the school was even going to send her to graduate school. How could she not get a reply?

If not for the fact that he was replaced by a classmate of some sort, how would it be his turn to act here?

Xing Mowei was obviously very satisfied with her performance, he rubbed her hair dotingly in front of the Old Master.

The Old Master saw this and was happy in his heart. His illness seemed to have almost completely healed.

With his spirits up, his appetite was immediately lifted. The Old Master was helped to sit up, and indicated that he wanted to eat the famous fried stew in the capital.

In order to perform better, Mi Qiao volunteered to buy the most delicious fried stew for the Old Master.

Xing Mowei encouraged her to be positive. He held her hand in a rarely seen way and looked at her affectionately:

"Go, and be careful when you cross the road. Take a look at the cars on both sides before you go."

Mi Qiao looked at his gentle eyes that were like a lake full of spring water that rippled, stirring up her heart.

She looked at him very carefully. She had never nodded so seriously before, so she said:

"Just you wait."

Then he smiled at the Old Master and left the room.

After walking around several stores, Mi Qiao finally found a clean and good stew to wrap for the Old Master when it was still hot.

Mi Qiao carried the hot stew and excitedly passed through the 10th floor's safe passage. Just as she was about to turn around, she suddenly heard Xing Mowei's magnetic voice.

Out of curiosity, she wanted to hear it clearly at her feet.

The door to the safe passage was open, and there was a narrow gap between the two doors.

Mi Qiao crept closer and stuck close to the door as she peeked inside.

As expected, the person who was talking to her was Xing Mowei, and in front of him was a woman. Because of the angle, he could only see a little white coat.

Just when she wanted to push open the fire door of the safe passage, Xing Mowei put his hand on her shoulder and said solemnly.

"Yuqing, don't feel so guilty. You don't owe me anything."

"I owe you. After all, Yuyan is my sister. I am willing to compensate her for the harm she has done to you."

Saying that, the other person slowly approached Xing Mowei and gently put his head on Xing Mowei's shoulder.

Mi Qiao slowly retracted her raised hand and turned around. She dragged her lead-like legs and left with the stir-fried stew.

Yuqing was the woman in the photo. She was the goddess in his heart.

He had been so overwhelmed by his sudden change of attitude and gentleness that he had thought that the other party had really set his sights on him. It was truly laughable.

The smile and gentleness he gave her was merely an act and she should not have read too much into it.

What right did a hired man and a hired man have to fall in love?

She chuckled, secretly mocking herself for her foolishness and wishful thinking.

The two of them were thousands of miles apart in terms of status and identity. How could they be compared together?

Since he already understood in his heart, he should do his job well, so as to save both money and money.

In the ward, the Old Master was happily sitting there, waiting for her to cook the stew.

Mi Qiao arranged her emotions and walked in with a smile. She carefully placed the stew on the delicate plate she had just bought and placed it in front of the Old Master.

She scooped up a small piece with her spoon and was about to put it into the Old Master's mouth when the Old Master seemed to remember something.

He blinked and his white beard moved along with his lips as he asked in a trembling voice:

"Where's Weiwei?" He said that he would go out and see if you had come back. How come you didn't come back? "