He turned his head slightly, and the poplar wood's trunk in his eyes leaned against his shoulder, shaking gently with the vibration of the vehicle. His weak look was as arrogant as usual. Although his small body was shorter than his, he always liked to look down at him from a high place. It was completely different. Zhao Yongqi knew in his heart that he must be dizzy and uncomfortable, so he was so uncomfortable.

With a gentle sigh, Zhao Yongqi slightly adjusted his sitting position to make his body lower and also to make the little woman's head more comfortable.

Hengdian is not a big city like Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou. Even compared with Hangzhou, it is much smaller, and the distance between the hospital is not far. Not long after, the unobstructed business car has already parked at the entrance of the hospital.

Moving his shoulders, Zhao Yongqi turned his head and said softly: "Mumu, we're at the place, let's get off the car."

Yang Mu, who seemed to be a little drowsy, opened his eyes blankly, raised his hand and rubbed his slightly red eyes, cheered up his spirits and nodded and said, "Well, then let's get off the car."

The well-behaved Park Soo-ji was already getting off the car first, turned around and shouted into the car, "Oba, I'll go register." As he said that, he moved the two short legs that were not long and trotted all the way to the inside of the hospital.

He responded to Park Soo-ji, and Zhao Yongqi's gaze fell to the ground and was moving his buttocks again, as if he wanted to get out of the car by himself, and said softly: "Can you walk by yourself? If you feel tired, I can just hug you by myself. For your weight, this male god can be regarded as wearing one more piece of clothing."

"Hehe, you are just a piece of clothing." Yang Mu, who was amused, had a beautiful smile. He raised his hand and gently hit Zhao Yongqi's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Silly, this is a hospital. You are carried around by you. You don't have to wait for tomorrow, and you can see all kinds of 'three photos and a story' everywhere. Get out of here, get out of here."

After grabbing the mess, Zhao Yongqi stepped aside and let Yang Mu get off the car in front, while he stretched out his hand to hold one of her arms and muttered: "Anyway, there are all kinds of stories every day, and I still care about those. Last month, I went to a commercial performance. Before I went on stage, I took a photo with the relatives of the advertiser, and the next day I came out and said that I had a new love. This is not the point, but the point is that they also found out that the little girl was actually a so-called wealthy family. To be honest, I wanted to cling to the wealthy family. This is not the point of the point, but the most important thing is that Brother He was bored and checked the so-called wealthy family. I went there, but I didn't have money yet..."

"Haha..." Yang Mu, who had moved to the door, couldn't help laughing. He looked back at the entangled male god. When he saw the constipated expression on Zhang Jun's face, he was even more happy.

"Be careful, get off the car and laugh." Seeing the Yangmu laughing shakingly until the flowers trembled, Zhao Yongqi could only warn him.

"That's not what you make people laugh." She glared at Zhao Yongqi with a angrily. When Yang Mu moved to the door, she saw Wen Chenglong standing by the door, but she just... looked...

Yang Mu, who had fallen in the wind, jumped out of the car and Zhao Yongqi, who had always held her with his hands, naturally fell to the ground behind him. As soon as he got off the car, Zhao Yongqi looked at Wen Chenglong with a strange look and said, "Brother Long, I know why you can't find a wife. Ren Mu Mu is also a top goddess after all. You jumped to the door so quickly, and I thought you would always reach out to support her and be a gentleman. But your eyes widened and you stood at the door like a wooden stake. What the hell is it?"

"Haha..." The bodyguards around couldn't help laughing out loud, and immediately got the fierce glare of the agent. Of course, Mr. Zhao Yongqi, a little expert in trouble, was naturally glared by those eyes that seemed to be about to spit out of fire for a long time.

"Hehe, don't be funny, Brother Long is protecting us. He always likes to bully honest people." Yang Mu, who was giggling, gently hit Zhao Yongqi's shoulder, grabbed his arm, leaned half of his body on it, and said softly: "Let's go."

"Well, it's windy here, go in first." He reached out and tightened Yang Mu's coat. Zhao Yongqi was not making fun of it, and walked towards the hospital hall.

The experienced Wen Chenglong had already arranged to endure it, and he assigned four people including himself to follow Zhao Yongqi and Yang Mu. The rest would either return to the car or stroll around in case of emergency.

Perhaps it was due to the season. When you walked into the hall, you could clearly see that there were many patients or families waiting for registration. Although four registration windows had been opened, Park Soo-ji, who came in first, was still waiting.

Xingmu glanced around and there was a row of resting seats in the corner. He directly helped Yang Mu walk down. Zhao Yongqi turned around and said to Wen Chenglong, "Brother Long, please keep Mu Mu, I'll go and see what you need to help with Suzy."

Seeing Wen Chenglong nodding, Zhao Yongqi, who had half-squatted down, patted Yang Mu's jade hand on Fengrun's thighs and said with a smile: "Queen, I will see what Suzy needs to help. If you get it late, come back with you. Just sit here obediently. If you are tired, close your eyes and I will come back soon."

"Well, go, I'm fine." It was probably because I had been resting in the car for a while, and because I was amused by Zhao Yongqi before, Yang Mu seemed in good spirits at this moment, and smiled and gave a sweet smile to his handsome face, who was close to him.

Zhao Yongqi, who nodded slightly and said nothing, supported his knees and stood up quickly, turned around and trotted towards Park Soo-ji, who was still four or five people in front.

Seeing that familiar and upright figure shook off the laziness of walking on weekdays, Yang Mu's beautiful eyes never left, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be a little brighter.

Registration, consultation, blood test, priced medicine, and when he supported Yang Mu and finally walked into the infusion room, Zhao Yongqi, who had been busy for more than an hour, could finally sit down and rest for a while.

"Are you tired?" Yang Mu asked the man beside him in a low voice before waiting for the nurse to get the needle.

"It's okay, what's so tiring? Thinking back then, this male god was on Mars... Uh, isn't this a bit exaggerated? Well, it's better to be in Antarctica." Zhao Yongqi blinked his star eyes and started talking nonsense with serious expressions.

"Hehe, so many people are watching you, you still want to be funny." Yang Mu, who seemed in a good mood, whispered a angrily scolding him.

Xingmu glanced back and forth for a week and felt that in the entire infusion room, most people were looking at themselves and Yang Mu, grabbing the messy male god, and lowered their voices and said, "It turns out it's not a pumpkin."

"Haha..." Looking at the male god who looked serious and seemed to suddenly realize Yang Mu, who covered her little mouth with great force, couldn't help but laugh.
Chapter completed!