Chapter 167: Sisters

When Xiao Nian thought more and more, he was afraid. He continued to go inside and went straight to a ward.
Looking out from the large glass window, Mu Qianchu was lying on the bed with a breathing mask on his face, white gauze tied to his head, a pair of eyes squinting, his face pale, and one leg was tied high.
It seems that it is not hurt.
But fortunately, he is awake.
When I was young, I couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. I was about to push the door in. A hand with red nail polish pushed her away.
When Xiao Nian was pushed back and forth several steps, he looked up and saw that the whistle with a heavy makeup and a long skirt stood there, staring at himself with hatred.
"What do you do, but it is not enough to be miserable at the beginning of the day" when the flute looked at her with resentment.
The time flute agent stood next to her.
"How will you be here"
When I saw the flute, the face of Xiao Nian’s face was cold.
"The first thousand is my husband, of course I am here to accompany." Shidi said that he had to take the cup from the agent to enter.
When Xiao Nian’s eyes were cold, regardless of the pain in his body, he took the whistle’s hand and slammed it coldly.
You will go with this perfume to accompany you here.

Is she a pig?
"I want you to manage."
When the flute cold eyes swept her and continued to push her.
When Xiao Nian’s injury was healed, she was pushed to the wall by this push. She held back the pain and grabbed the wrist of the flute again.
You at least change your clothes, remove the perfume and go in.

"You" when the small flute gas knot, turned to look inside the glass, Mu Qianchu lying on the bed is looking at them, lips slightly moving.
When Xiaodi smiled, the voice was sweet, with a natural doll sound, "I am calling me at the beginning."
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When I was a little thought, I turned to look at the glass.
When the flute opened her hand and walked in, Xiao Nian quickly followed up.
When the flute had already rushed to the bed of Mu Qianchu, he was anxious to get the face mask of Mu Qianchu, and asked with anxiety, "What do you want to say to me?"
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When Muqian first smelled the strong perfume of her body, she could not help but over-head and coughed up violently.
The cough involved the wound on the body, and he was so painful that he frowned.
When Xiao Nian quickly turned the hand of the flute, he re-applied the respirator to Mu Qianchu, so that he had clean oxygen to breathe.
"The flute, the big star can also learn common sense."
When Xiao Nian blamed the whistle.
She almost wanted the life of Mu Qianchu.
"Why don't I have common sense, don't think that if you are better than me, you will be amazed. I will go to the hospital after I have an activity. I haven't even had time to change my clothes. I have been taking care of the early days of these two days. "Only I am." When the flute said, his eyes were red, and he looked sadly at Mu Qianchu. "I don't forget to change clothes. You see this woman knows to marry me and still be a sister."
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Are they not already okay?
When Xiao Nian silently looked at the acting of the flute.
In the eyes of Mu Qianchu, he passed a touch of boredom and simply closed his eyes.
When the people who admire the family did not come, they were stunned.
"They are now only managing the success or failure of the Mow Group. If they get the life and death of the first class, they will be thrown into our home as if they had been thrown into our house. It is said that he is useless." Shidi said that the first report was unfair.
When Xiao Nian looked down at Mu Qianchu, he saw Muqian’s words listening to the flute, and his face was embarrassed.
Mu Qianchu and her are really the same kind.
They are all abandoned by their loved ones.
"So, at the beginning, I am still good to you, you know now that I really love you." The flute stood by and said, constantly showing to Mu Qianchu.
Mu Qianchu always closed his eyes.
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When Xiao Nian looked at the whistle, he said indifferently, "If you are really good at the beginning of the thousand, you will not always give him medicine."
"There is nothing wrong with it." The flute looked at him sarcastically. "How good are you, not you, the first thousand will become like this, you think I don't know, everything is the hand of Gong Ou, if not You, Gong Ou can do these for the beginning of the thousand"
When I heard the words, I couldn’t help but sneer. "Time flute, you are the first to talk about black and white."
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The flute stood in front of the bed and looked at her hatefully.
"Why would I provoke Gongao, not because of your bureau three years ago?" When Xiaonian was cold and cold, "Why did Miyao hate this early, some people sent my diary to the Imperial Castle and added it." Is it a firewood?"
She had already asked, the agent of the whistle gave her diary to Miyako.
She finally knew that her diaries, and some of the memories of Mu Qianchu, disappeared.
"I"
When the flute was blocked, he couldn’t speak, and he could only look at it when he hated it.
"I don't want to fight with you any more, change clothes and get rid of perfume." When Xiaonian looked at her.
When the flute knows the loss, he can only turn away and reluctantly turn away.
When Xiaonian bowed his head, he saw that Mu Qianchu was lying there, breathing evenly.
Actually fell asleep while they were arguing, it seems that he is really tired.
When I didn't want to bother him, when I turned around and thought about going, I suddenly found that my hand was being held by someone. She lowered her head and Mu Qianchu's hand was holding her finger.
She looked at Mu Qianchu.
She thought that she was asleep, and she slowly opened her eyes and said silently, "Sit."
"Okay." When Xiao Nian sat down in the chair next to him, "You sleep."
"Ok."
Mu Qianchu should have a voice, close his eyes and continue to sleep.
When Xiao Nian loosened his hand without revealing his traces, Mu Qianchu’s hand once again stubbornly held her.
She rubbed her eyebrows, loosened it more insistently, and put his hand back in the quilt.
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Mu Qianchu did not insist on it, so he fell asleep.
When Xiao Nian looked at his illness, he stunned a lot because of her, but she still could not afford his feelings.
In the following week, Xiao Nian did not care about the pain and painstakingly rushed to take care of Mu Qianchu.
It’s not that she wants to be jealous, she can’t stand the ability of the whistle to take care of people.
When the flute was young, it was someone else to take care of her. When she grew up, she was a big star. Everyone was holding her hands. The stars were arched and it was a disaster for her to take care of a patient.
Moreover, Shidi once gave Mu Qian a prescription, so the food she brought, the time to read it.
For this reason, Shidi makes trouble with her every day.
When Xiao Nian was too lazy to take care of it, Shi Di and Mu Qianchu cried.
Mu Qianchu was in poor health, and almost all of them were resting for a long time, and they ignored the flute.
The flute is hard to beat.
However, when I got along with each other for a few days, Xiao Nian discovered that although the whistle did not have common sense, it seemed to be true love for Mu Qianchu. Otherwise, he would not come to take care of him when he had nothing at all.
Mu Qianchu's condition is mainly severe pneumonia, plus the trauma will be infected in the intensive care unit.
After actively accepting treatment for a few days, Mu Qianchu transferred to the intensive care unit. His spirit is relatively better, and the cough is no longer as serious as before.
"Thousands of beginnings."
When Xiao Nian went from outside to the ward, holding an insulated lunch box in his hand, "I borrowed a small kitchen to cook some porridge for you, and eat hot."
Mu Qianchu was sitting on the bed reading a book, one leg was hoisted particularly high, and the temperament of Sven was already lost.
Seeing her seeing her own feet, Mu Qianchu was helplessly laughing, "Is it particularly ugly?"
"No, look at it."
When Xiao Nian tried to praise him.
"Stop it."
Mu Qianchu shook his head helplessly, took over the insulated lunch box in his hand, and ate himself.
When Xiao Nian sat aside, he glanced at the time and said, "The flute should come when I wait, and when she comes, I will go out."
Hearing words, Mu Qianchu coveted, put down the spoon in his hand, and then looked at her, his expression was dignified. "Little thought, this is not a hospital, I can't stop her from coming in."
"I know, you don't have to tell me this."
When Xiao Nian heard a little bit, he explained it to her.
"I know that you still have traces of Gongou in your heart, but you have been separated. How can I ask for a chance?" Mu Qianchu said with ease, like a joke, but his voice has heavy.
When Xiaonian sat in the chair, licked his lips and looked up at Mu Qianchu. "In fact, I look down these days. I think the whistle is really true to you. Every day, except for the activities, I will go to the hospital to take care of you."
She doesn't like the flute, but she can't deny the heart of the flute to Mu Qianchu.
"Stop." Mu Qian began to raise his hand. "You can't accept me for the time being, and don't let me accept the flute."
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When the little thoughts are silent.
"Without you, I can't accept the whistle." Mu Qianchu said, "In the past six years, I was completely manipulated, and I was in the hands of their father and daughter."
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"This is not what I hate the most. Do you know what I hate most?"
When I heard the words, I was puzzled when I looked at him.
Mu Qianchu’s eyes looked at her distressedly.
What I hate most is what she did to you. You will fall to this day. It’s all caused by the flute. It’s that she and Tang Yi brought in this person. It hurts you."
"I don't know why, I don't seem to hate that much." Xiaoxiao said with a bitter smile. "Probably I have too many things to worry about, there is no room to hate those two people."
"You don't have no space."
Mu Qianchu fixedly stared at her.
He said half of it and did not say the second half.