The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

Everyone is in this business, what can he think of?

Just want to verify it.

"no idea."

"and then?"

"gone."

"Wait a minute." Meng Ying stopped him. "What you know, I hope you can keep it secret."

Xiao Ran glanced at her, did not speak, and left.

Qingcheng asked, "Who is this?"

"My dad gave me the bodyguard."

"Do you still need bodyguards?" Qingcheng said it from the bottom of his heart.

Meng Ying fluffed her hair amorously, "I'm so beautiful and delicious, so many people are thinking about me."

Qingcheng's eyes rolled around, and he didn't comment on this.

It’s okay to look good, but most people can’t eat it.

"How many days have you kept you?"

"Two days."

"so little?"

"You said, I don't need a bodyguard. In the past two days, my dad made trouble with his own money." Meng Ying asked: "Have you rested? Do you want to continue shopping?"

Anyway, they are all unemployed people, and Qingcheng has some time to accompany her to stroll around.

When the two passed by the door of a fashion women's clothing brand, Meng Ying stopped.

The advertising screen inside the store door is sweet and sweet.

Meng Ying frowned slightly. Hasn't she already left Yucheng? When was this taken?

"She seems to be doing well." Qingcheng looked at the sweet face with a smile.

Meng Ying looked at her, "How do you know?"

Qingcheng said: "I saw her get out of HS and get into a luxury car two days ago, and someone was dedicated to pick it up."

"It seems that this is right now." Meng Ying sneered.

"She didn't make a name for herself in Yucheng, how could she leave."

"That's true."

After shopping for a while, Meng Ying called Xu Nianhua and asked him to send Qingcheng home, and asked about the results by the way.

After sending Qingcheng back, Meng Ying sat in the car and asked Xu Nianhua, "How is it? Qingcheng said that you are developing plasters."

"Yeah. But if you can solve it, you have to try."

"Is there a finished product?" Meng Ying was surprised.

Xu Nianhua smiled and said, "You too underestimate me. You have contributed so precious blood. If I don't work hard, what can I do?"

"Give me something."

"Ah? You won't bring the patient to see me?" Xu Nianhua wanted to see the patient for a long time.

That's how the doctor is. When he sees a strange disease, he wants to see the patient and treat it personally. There is no substitute for that sense of accomplishment.

Meng Ying glanced at him, "Do you think I will let you see?"

Xu Nianhua held his mouth, "I am the attending doctor, how can I not let me see the patient?"

"If you can cure them, it's not too late to see you later. If you can't get cured, I'll see you, I'm afraid I will beat you to death."

"..." Xu Nianhua sighed, "This is how the medical troubles have come from these years. It should be cured if it is cured, and if it is not cured, the doctor is incompetent."

Meng Ying listened to this resentment and said, "Don't worry. It's your contribution to the cure, and someone will definitely thank you. If you can't cure it, you will accept your fate. Anyway, you don't have much hope."

"I don't care if you don't take credit." Xu Nianhua drove the car back to the clinic and gave her the prepared ointment, "You promised me, as long as it is cured, you will bring the patient to see me."

"I promised you, I won't break my promise." Meng Ying looked at the small bottle of ointment, her eyes filled with joy.

Meng Ying took the ointment and went out.

Xu Nianhua caught up, "Don't want me to send you off?"

"No need to."

Meng Ying waved his back to him, then hit a car on the side of the road and left.

Xu Nianhua wanted to follow her without abiding by the agreement. She must have gone to see the patient when she took the medicine.

Forget it.

She didn't let him see if she wanted to, he just disappeared.

Just wait to see the effect, I don't know if it can succeed.

...

Qingcheng had already taken off the mask.

She looked at the hideous and ugly face in the mirror, only one pair of eyes were bright.

Every time she saw this face, she would have a strong hatred in her heart.

However, she can do nothing.

Someone rang the doorbell.

She knew that besides Meng Ying, there would be no other people here.

She didn't wear a mask, and she looked at the cat's eyes to make sure it was Meng Ying outside before she hit the door.

Meng Ying was already immune to this face.

She took out the ointment, "Go try it."