When Rhodiola and Nalan Yejue returned from the men's bathroom, he was completely suspicious of life.

Qin Xin frowned slightly: "Why have you been there for so long? No one helped me prescribe medicine for Xiangxiang."

Rhodiola smiled bitterly: "We, I... that..."

Nalan Yejue curled his lips slightly: "We talked about medicine."

Qin Xin: "You?"

Sure?

What medicine does a surgeon talk about with a big president?

Nalan Yejue's face remained unchanged: "It was mainly to discuss some aspects of surgery."

Qin Xin was puzzled: "..."

Rhodiola's old face turned red: "..."

Master Di, please spare this baby!

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Xiangxiang's surgery was very successful.

Liquid food was already injected that night, and the amount of bleeding was controlled, and all life indicators gradually stabilized.

"Miss, they said you were going to marry Jue Shao, are you?" After lying on the hospital bed for so long, Xiang Xiang looked haggard and thin, but at this moment there was a light in his eyes.

Qin Xin has been bombarded with countless phone calls and information in the past two days. He nodded: "Yes."

Xiangxiang cried with joy: "That's great, little lady, it's great that I can wait for this day. I really want to help you comb your hair, prepare your wedding dress, and help you..."

Qin Xin tucked the corners of Xiangxiang's quilt, and swept her long fingers over her forehead, helping her to sort out her scattered hair: "Little fool, you are the best help for me to maintain your health. Also, well, I changed my name to marry him. Qin Xin is me. This is a little secret between us, remember to keep it secret."

Xiangxiang looked at Qin Xin blankly.

"Confidential...must..."

The little lady is so handsome that her heart doesn't seem to be her own, and she can't beat and work.

"Uh, why is the electrocardiogram a little unstable?" Qin Xin glanced at the instrument, took back his fingers that were stroking Xiang Xiang's temples, and went to operate the machine.

Xiangxiang breathed a sigh of relief but was a little nostalgic. Thinking that the wedding was about to come, she was happy alone for a while, and was worried about her little lady like an old lady: "Little Miss, Jue Shao's legs... How do you salute at the wedding?"

Qin Xin narrowed her eyes: "This question is good. I will solve it tonight."

Xiangxiang: "Tonight?"

After so many years of injury to Master Di’s leg, all the doctors are helpless. What can the young lady do to solve it?

When Qin Xin mentioned Nalan Yejue's legs, he suddenly thought of a question: "When I was a child, my leg was injured and my knee was broken? Do you remember this?"

Xiangxiang shook his head: "Miss, after I follow you, I will take care of you with all my heart. Although I often make mistakes because of clumsy, I will never hurt you. Miss, don't dislike Xiangxiang..."

Qin Xin turned around and touched her head: "It's okay, I just remembered it. Maybe I remembered it wrong."

This handsome head-touching kill made Xiangxiang dizzy for a while.

Qin Xinze pondered silently. Xiangxiang came to Nalan's house ten years ago. If even Xiangxiang didn't know that Lan Qingxin was injured, then Lan Qingxin's meniscus on his knee was at least ten years ago.

Is he six years old? seven years old or nine years old?

Did Nalan Yejue meet with her at the top of the mountain hospital?

Although she did not continue to investigate this matter, she also kept her heart shaking from time to time, carrying a faint myth.
Chapter completed!