Qin Mo didn't know what the boy who was pinching his chin to look at the person was thinking. The corners of his mouth curled up and pressed the man's waist, but his voice was light, and he felt a little more abstinence: "Doctor Qin is still here, although I know you want to pounce on me, you should be more restrained, do you understand?"

Bo Jiu:... She just fed a medicine, but why did she change her mind when she got into the mouth of the god?

Moreover, what happened to the great god's hand, and he didn't let her get up?

As a very eye-catching family doctor, Dr. Qin knew that he should choose to disappear at this time.

It’s just that the young master’s other hand is too serious.

He was wondering whether to notify the boss and his wife.

And we should also remind the young master of the Fu family that we should indeed be more restrained in some aspects.

The young master's hand was not optimistic.

After Dr. Qin had a diagnosis, he was about to say something when Qin Mo looked over.

Dr. Qin took the words back.

Bo Jiu was still asking, "Doctor Qin, how is Brother Mo's hand?"

Dr. Qin smiled and said, "Nothing is important, but you should pay attention to some actions. You should also avoid eating. Drink more bone soup. I will talk to Aunt Zhang later."

"Oh?" No big deal? Bo Jiu looked at Dr. Qin's head that turned around and laughed: "It's fine if there's no big deal."

Dr. Qin packed the things and walked out.

When he called, he didn't expect that the boy would make excuses to go downstairs and follow him.

When he hung up the phone, he turned around and saw the boy smiling at him, very evil: "As a doctor who saves lives and helps the wounded, isn't it good to lie?"

Dr. Qin smiled slightly: "As an e-sports master, it is not very good to eavesdrop on others calling. What does Jiu Shao think?"

Bo Jiu nodded: "Doctor Qin is right."

Dr. Qin saw the silver-haired boy take a step forward and smiled freely: "Fortunately, I listened openly."

Dr. Qin: What about the face?

"What's going on with Brother Mo's hand? I hope Dr. Qin can tell me a real number and I have a clear mind." Bo Jiu looked at the person in front of him: "Or, I have some confidence that it can be cured."

He was already blocked here, and with the call he asked the general to come back soon, he would not believe it even if he wanted to say it lightly.

In addition, the young master didn't let anyone watch it before.

Now it's hard to find someone who can get close to the young master.

If the method is in place, it might be a good thing.

Dr. Qin is a smart man. Thinking of this, he spoke: "Since Master Jiu has said this, I won't hide it anymore. The young master's hand is an old injury, which is not easy to heal. The authority in the United States has also said that the young master's hand is treated and maintained. Since the national competition, the gravity of the wrist has been getting worse day by day. I can only temporarily let the young master's hand swell and stop deteriorating, and maintain daily life. If you want to really cure the young master's hand, he cannot touch the computer in the near future, and you have to go to the United States to find an expert. However, this expert did not show up a few years ago. Some people said that he was going to be a family doctor, but no one knows where this person is."

"What is this expert's name?" Bo Jiu asked.

Dr. Qin: "Robert, S."

"What did you say... what is his name?" When Bo Jiu heard the name, he paused for a moment, and couldn't help confirming it.

Dr. Qin said: "Robert, S, is an old expert, you probably haven't heard of it."

Bo Jiu touched the bridge of his nose, but did not speak, but his lips curled up faintly.

Dr. Qin didn't quite understand what the young master of the Fu family was laughing at.

However, after this, the other party lost many questions and turned the topic to the other side without saying a few words.

"Speaking of this, Doctor Qin knows what happened to Brother Mo back then and why his wrist was injured?"

Dr. Qin paused, but his smile did not fade: "I just treat the young master, and the rest are not clear."

Bo Jiu didn't believe the other party's words. If she guessed correctly, Dr. Qin also came from the army and should still be a military doctor with title.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be the phone call just now.

Bo Jiu knew that he was not observing like a great god, but he could see that Dr. Qin's behavior was different from that of the doctors in the hospital.

Only people from the military camp will straighten their backs while walking, and stretch their arms, which are different from others.

But if you don't say it, she can't force people to say it.

There is one thing that Bo Jiu is very happy.

The one she wants to kidnap most is the great god.

There was no excuse before.

Now there is finally an excuse.

Robert, S, is clearly her housekeeper grandfather.

When Bo Jiu was alone, he was not unharmed, but he was just a few minor injuries and he didn't have to go home to treat him.

Before she found out the person who planned to plot against her, she did not intend to contact her family. It is normal for her not to return to her family for half a year.

The only one in the family is the housekeeper. If you contact him, the other party will be in danger. This is what Bo Jiu thought since he was reborn.

Now, does it mean that she can pack the master and take it away when she leaves Jiangcheng? After all, the master's hands need treatment, right?

There is such a reason to convince yourself.

When Bo Jiu even entered the door, the smile on his lips did not suppress.

Qin Mo lay on the bed, looking at the boy who seemed to have eaten honey, raised his eyebrows: "What's the good thing? I'll be happy to say it."

Bo Jiu immediately stopped laughing. How could the protagonist know about kidnapping? He walked over, pulled a chair over, sat down very handsomely, and supported his jaw with one hand: "It's nothing, Brother Mo, don't use your hands, just tell me what you want to do."

Qin Mo put the magazine aside and asked slowly: "Whatever you do?"

Bo Jiu felt that this was a trap, and he curled his lips: "It's not suitable for children."

"What are you thinking all day long?" Qin Mo calmly changed his mind: "When it comes to children, should you explain why you allow you to live in the school and watch a bunch of men swaying in front of you without clothes?"

Bo Jiu didn't expect that the national competition was over, and the great god had not forgotten this. After thinking about it, he looked serious: "It's the third year of high school, it's time to study hard, and live in the school without delaying classes."

When Qin Mo heard this, he laughed and then threw the phone to her.

Bo Jiu opened it and saw the school website of No. 1 Middle School, and the post titled "The School Grass" jumped all the way.

She was jumping around the playground with her hands behind her back, and she was really a little stupid. The point is that there was a school director standing next to her.

"Study hard?" Qin Mo curled the corner of his mouth: "Will he be punished?"

Bo Jiu put his phone in: "The school director is jealous of me being too handsome, there is nothing I can do about it. I have the heart to learn."

"Since you are so dedicated, go and bring the physics book." Qin Mo's voice was indifferent.

Bo Jiu didn't know whether the master was doubting her again, but she knew what happened next: "The national competition has been completed, and it's nothing if the physics is not passed again in the future."

The key is that when she read the physics book, she wanted to go to bed.

Qin Mo glanced at her and said in a faint tone: "How can the students I taught fail?"

"Brother Mo, it's not that I'm talking about you. Sometimes I really don't have to be so vanity." Bo Jiu didn't want to get a physics book, so he touched a cigarette on the coffee table and wanted to lit it.

Qin Mo stretched out his left hand and smoked the cigarette back: "Go and eat your candy."

"There is no sugar." She didn't think of smoking even if she had Candy. As long as she thought of planning to kidnap the great god, she was a little excited and wanted to smoke a cigarette to celebrate.

Qin Mo put the cigarette next to him: "If there is no sugar in the future, you are not allowed to smoke."

"Brother Mo wants me to quit smoking." Bo Jiu frowned: "You don't smoke yourself too."

Qin Mo knew that to teach someone well, he must set an example at the appropriate time: "I won't smoke when you are here in the future."

"You must quit smoking and quit together." Bo Jiu said: "This is fair."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows. This guy believed that he couldn't quit: "Yes."

Bo Jiu paused, probably didn't expect that the answer would be like this, so he lazily lay there: "You really want to quit?" The great god smoked much more frequently than her. She admired him if he quits.

"As a national schoolmaster, you should also manage your public image." Qin Mo lifted the boy's chin: "The most important thing is that your body has asthma problems, why dares to smoke, huh?"

Bo Jiu didn't say anything. After all, the root cause of asthma is this body. Since she took over this body, she rarely thinks about this.

Seeing that the boy was not chewing his voice, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

Qin Mo sighed: "Fu Xiaojiu, speak."

I heard the name Fu Xiaojiu.

Bo Jiu's chest was a little stuffy.

Her surname is not Fu.

The key is that she can't tell the great god what her surname is...

"Don't call me this name."

I didn't expect that the person in front of me would be so disgusted with the title.

"What do you want me to call you?" Qin Mo knocked the man's chin with his fingers.

Bo Jiu thought to himself, he called him Daddy of the Treasurer.

Anyway, just don't call her Fu Xiaojiu.

Because of such a doting tone, the one who called him was not his name...

Bo Jiu turned his head, not knowing what he was minding.

Qin Mo looked at the boy's face and his hair drooped down, and reached out to pull the person back, making Bo Jiu lie on his chest again. His voice came over. When it rang in his ears, people could hear the tenderness inside: "Madam Qin."

Bo Jiu paused all over, and his heartbeat changed differently, Qin...Madam?

"What?" Qin Mo lowered his eyes and looked at someone's astonished face, his tone was unfast and slow: "I've been asleep, are you not going to be responsible for me?"

After you are kidnapped, you will not let me take responsibility.

Bo Jiu endured it for a moment, but didn't say it out loud, and reached out to support himself.

Qin Mo's uninjured hand pressed behind her and closed her eyes: "Sleep with me for a while."

This posture?
Chapter completed!