Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

Yang Rong didn't want to see him for the time being, but when she saw him, she thought of Xin Furong, feeling uncomfortable, and ran a few steps with Miao Miao in her arms, when she went out, she happened to see a car parked in front of her house.

"Aunt Rong, it's me. What are you doing?" The car window was lowered, revealing a delicate young boy's face.

Seeing that it was Mo Ziqi, Yang Rong hugged Xin Miaomiao and pulled the back seat and sat in. Xin Xiaotian chased after him, but Yang Rong didn't even look at him, and said to Mo Ziqi: "Ziqi, drive. "

Mo Ziqi glanced suspiciously at Xin Xiaotian outside. Although he didn't know what was hidden in it, he still resolutely chose Yang Rong and ordered the driver to drive.

The car was speeding, and Xin Miaomiao was dozing off.

Yang Rong took out the soaked milk from the bag, tested the temperature, and found that it was not hot, and just passed it to Xin Miaomiao.

Xin Miaomiao's eyes were still squinted. Yang Rong handed her the milk, and she naturally sucked it in her arms. Her small mouth moved and made cheerful chirping sounds, which was particularly loud in this silent carriage.

Seeing such a lovely and soft daughter, Yang Rong's heart calmed down a little bit.

She kissed Xin Miaomiao's small forehead, then turned to Mo Ziqi and asked, "Zi Qi, where are you going so early in the morning?"

"I have something to do, where is Aunt Rong going?" Mo Ziqi asked, but his eyes fell on Xin Miaomiao's wriggling little mouth, watching her squinting her big eyes and sucking joyfully, her little cheeks also swelled Drumming, my hands couldn't help itching a bit.

But Yang Rong was here, and he resisted not reaching out to poke him.

"I'm going to the Children's Hospital or the Maternal and Child Health Care Hospital. Can I go on the way? If I don't go on the way, please put me on the side of the road. Don't delay your business." Yang Rong said.

to the hospital?

As soon as he heard that he was going to the hospital, Mo Ziqi's eyes fell on Xin Miaomiao's face again, and he couldn't hide his worry in his tone: "Is Miaomiao sick?" .”

Yang Rong hummed lightly, but she didn't say anything else. No matter how angry she was with Xin Furong, she would never say that she was wrong at 01:30 in front of outsiders.

"Is it a fever, or where did you get hurt?" Yang Rong didn't make it clear, so Mo Ziqi could only ask himself, and finally couldn't help reaching out to touch Xin Miaomiao's small head, but before he touched it, Yang Rong Rong escaped.

Yang Rong was afraid that he would misunderstand, so she quickly explained: "Miao Miao hit her head, I will take her to the hospital to take a picture."

Mo Ziqi withdrew his hand, nodded, and fell silent, with a flash of cold hostility in his eyes.

A smart person can get the truth from some clues. He also knew about Xin Xiaotian picking up Xin Furong last night. Thinking about what Xin Xiaotian chased out just this morning, he basically already knew about Xin Miaomiao. How did this injury come about.

He felt a little relieved, that little brat knew how to show off her older brothers and sisters all day long, holding her like a baby, what happened?Not only did she not take her seriously, but now she was "heroically" injured!

But this relief only lasted a few seconds in Mo Ziqi's heart.

There was a surge of hostility in his heart. In his consciousness, the little bastard belonged to him, how could he let others hurt him?

He suppressed the rushing anger in his heart, just kept a straight face and didn't speak. Yang Rong herself was full of thoughts, so she didn't continue to speak.