Escaped wife at a high price: Evil young man, let’s get a divorce

Hearing this, Wang Jiaqi asked: "Why? Why can't you go?" She sat on the hospital bed with an ignorant and cute face.

So that Qin Xiyu would think of her eating cotton candy three years ago.

An Zhiqi looked around at the naughty child Qin Xiyu was holding, and said, "I think it's better to say goodbye, your little devil can't do without Xiyu.

It is very troublesome for children to eat, I think dad should go home quickly! ""Daddy", this title makes Qin Xiyu both happy and helpless.

He squinted his eyes, sighed, and said, "An Zhiqi, you've had enough..." Qin Xiyu, who used to face the devil, felt helpless.

It's rare for him to be so kind, so An Zhiqi naturally tried his best to tease him, saying: "I think Congcong likes you to have this title.

Then, he pouted, teased Qin Zhicong again, and said, "Congcong, good boy!"Call Master to listen, or Uncle Qi is also fine.

"Qin Zhicong is very funny, just a small expression is enough for him to laugh for a long time.

Qin Xiyu patted his hand off, put his arms around the child and said, "Hold back! You've made me ugly.

He turned to warn, "Don't make plans with him, you said he is the successor of my Qin family."

"An Zhiqi said: "Qin Xiyu, please be generous."

The country has opened up the two-child policy. Give this to me, and the next one will be your successor.

"This will really make Qin Xiyu's head smoke with anger, that's not how the joke was made.

Wang Jiaqi hasn't entered the operating room yet, and her condition is still unstable. What did she say?Qin Xiyu saw Wang Jiaqi's face darken, holding the bed sheet with both hands, and lowering her head slightly.

The laughter just now is fleeting.

Qin Xiyu held his son in his arms, turned his son to An Zhiqi, frowned and taught, "Yes, bad uncle, don't laugh when we meet next time, call him bad uncle!" Then he handed the child to Li Ma, and grabbed An Zhiqi with one hand. go out.

And the child didn't know what they were doing, and watched the two of them laughing blindly.

He dragged An Zhiqi to the window at the end of the corridor, and said solemnly: "Doctor An, I beg you, be careful with your words.

I know these are all true facts, but there are variables in Jiaqi's current situation.

Before the results of the operation come out, please don't tell her about the future.

"An Zhiqi put his hips on his hips and shook his head instantly.

He sighed and said, "I've seen that you are worried and worried.

It's only bad for her to be bored with everything.

Instead of letting her fear alone, it is better to speak out and let her explode.

"What theory are you talking about?" "Qin Xiyu didn't understand, he thought distracting her from happy things was the best protection for her.

"Doctor's theory! Let patients face the reality properly, and the best psychological defense for their own journey.

"An Zhiqi replied very calmly and reasonably.

Qin Xiyu frowned, thinking; it seems to make sense... An Zhiqi turned to ask, "What? Am I still a 'bad uncle'?" He folded his hands behind his waist, waiting for the answer.

Qin Xiyu hugged him on the back shoulder, patted him hard, and said, "You might as well stop doing cardiothoracic surgery and go to psychology.

"When the two turned around to return to the ward, they saw Duan Xichen walking into the ward.

Qin Xiyu looked at the bored figure from afar, and murmured: "Duan Xichen?" An Zhiqi has heard this name a lot.

He is the performance director of Dawn Band.

Qin Xiyu also said it many times.

The last time Wang Jiaqi was almost insulted, she also saw it in that ward.

Probably because the appeal of art is too strong, Duan Xichen exudes an elegant aristocratic atmosphere all over his body.

The naturally handsome appearance is matched with a high-end and atmospheric clothing, double crime!The words are also gentle and considerate, leaving a good impression on many people.

An Zhiqi was no exception. He also felt that if he was a normal girl, he would choose the perfect type like Duan Xichen and keep a distance from a devil like Qin Xiyu.

He knew why and asked: "What? Love rival?" Qin Xiyu pressed his forehead and said: "It's pinched, I'll rub it loose for you.

"So he let go, and walked to the ward by himself.

An Zhiqi gritted his teeth, not daring to cry out in pain in the corridor, so he covered his head and walked forward.

And when Duan Xichen stepped into the ward, Wang Jiaqi forced a smile on her originally silent expression, and said, "Brother Xichen, the sound of your shoes and the fragrance of ginger flowers on your hand betray you.

come in! Duan Xichen smiled, and began to chant again: "Why are you so confident?"You must know how to protect yourself, at least wait until Mama Li speaks before saying hello.

"Wang Jiaqi smiled and said: "Except you and mother, no one seems to know that I like white ginger flowers."

"These words were heard by Qin Xiyu who had just walked outside the door.

He thought: So...she and her mother-in-law like each other.

Duan Xichen smiled angrily and said, "Okay, you win.

He turned to look at Mother Li holding the child, and a maid was busy packing her luggage into the closet, and asked, "Why are you the only ones, where is Qin Xiyu?" "..." Wang Jiaqi sighed, not knowing where to start.

At this moment, Qin Xiyu walked into the ward with his trouser pockets in his hands, and said, "I saw someone coming in from afar, so it was you.

"The tone was sour and rude.

An Zhiqi couldn't help holding his forehead outside the door, and muttered: "Qin Xiyu, you've got your head pinched like this now! You're acting so rude in front of your rival..."