He accidentally said the word "clar" again, and it was too late for Rhodiola to cover his mouth.

Rhodiola is real, I am very worried about Qin Xin’s marriage happiness.

Anyway, everyone is a doctor, and they know the body structure and other things. What happiness can you get when you get married with a cripple person?

So, this question came from the heart and rushed out of his mouth before his brain passed.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Xin had not yet responded.

I heard a cold and deep male voice behind me: "It seems that my happiness and my heart are not your turn to worry about it, right?"

The man's tone is gentle and gentle, and he is damn cold, cold to the bone.

Let Rural Rhodiola shivered in the air-conditioned operating room where air-conditioned air conditioning was already sufficient: "Na, Mr. Nalan, why are you here?"

He wanted to bite off his tongue. Oh my god, he has never said bad things in his life, but it was the first time he was caught on the spot when he spoke bad things behind his back. He was so embarrassed that he was so embarrassed.

Nalan Yejue slowly stepped forward in a wheelchair.

In order not to disturb the operation, he added a cushioning device to the wheelchair, so he came in quietly.

He walked to Qin Xin and handed a bottle of juice with a straw in it, making Qin Xin dizzy.

Then, slowly, Liang Liang glanced at Ryugitan: "But you are right, you are indeed a cripple."

Rhodiola Rhodiola was almost crying: "Mr. Di, I, I was just kidding. Don't be angry. You are so tall and majestic, healthy, and Kong Wu is powerful. I think you and Queen must be happy, and they must be happy."

Nalan Yejue said lightly: "As a doctor, you can't be so idealistic. Don't think it's the truth."

Rhodiola: “Yes, yes!”

Nalan Yejue: "How do you know what I'm right? This is how the Red Society makes a fence-bearer the president?"

Rhodiola is about to collapse: "..."

He claimed to be flexible in his mouth and firecrackers. Few people in the medical circle could speak of him. Now that he met Mr. Di Shao, he realized that any eloquence was in vain. Under Mr. Di Shao's aura, he had the determination to maintain his stuttering.

He looked at Qin Xin for help.

Qin Xin ordered lightly: "Get me the suture."

As if Rhodiola was saved, he quickly took various types of sutures and said, "How long and thin do you want?"

Qin Xin: "It's not OK to be too detailed."

Rhodiola: "This is good, this is thick, strong and tough..."

The indoor air suddenly quieted for a moment.

Silence of mystery.

Rhodiola's mouth was closed and even her lips were pursed.

Oh my god, did he say something wrong???

In great pain, Rhodiola finally completed the most terrifying surgical suture in his life under the cold gaze of Nalan Yejue.

Seeing that Xiangxiang's vital signs were stable and the operation was successful, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and urinated: "queen, Master Di, I will go to the bathroom."

After relaxing in the bathroom, he sighed: "What the ancients said was good, you can eat randomly, but you really can't say randomly..."

The door of the male bathroom was suddenly pushed open.

Nalan Yejue came in slowly, without looking sideways, stood up with one hand holding the wheelchair, straight back, and gentle posture, in the urinal next to Rhodiola...xx.

Before Rhodiola could react, she turned her head foolishly and said hello: "Hello, Mr. Di..."

Then I saw a lifelong unforgettable look.

Oh my god... Everyone is a male compatriot, why is the gap between people so big!

He had just asked Queen such a stupid question.

Lucky or not?
Chapter completed!