President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Thinking of this, the doctor tentatively asked again, "So you think the report just now was manipulated?"

"It shouldn't be a problem with the report," Xuanyuan Mo shook his head, "I think it's because my mother ate something else, that's why she got better so quickly."

Hearing this, the doctor's eyes became more and more confused, "Then... this is a good thing."

Although it is still unknown what happened to Xuanyuan Qing, her condition has indeed started to improve, which is a good thing.

Why did Xuanyuan Mo still put on a serious look.

"If it is really taking something to get better, how can you be sure that this kind of thing has no side effects?" Xuanyuan Mo asked.

Just be afraid, the current improvement is just an illusion.

At that time, all the backlogged diseases will break out, will Xuanyuan Qing still be able to withstand it?

In the office, both of them fell silent.

The atmosphere is extremely dignified.

On the other side, Xuanyuan Qing also finished all the inspections and went back to the office to find Xuanyuan Mo.

"Ah Mo, those inspection reports said they will be sent to the mailbox, let's go back." Xuanyuan Qing said.

"Okay," Xuanyuan Mo stood up, "Then doctor, I will have to rely on you for my mother's condition in the future. Let's go home."

Taking Xuanyuan Qing with them, the two drove back to Haitian Shengxia.

After walking halfway, Xuanyuan Qing's expression turned a little strange, and she tightly covered her stomach with her hands, as if she was suffering.

Xuanyuan Mo noticed it keenly, and his expression became serious, "Mother, are you uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, it's just that my stomach feels uncomfortable every day. It'll be fine if you hold on for a while longer." Xuanyuan Qing didn't care.

He even told Xuanyuan Mo, "I also asked the nurse, this is the normal colic of fibroids, it will be fine after a while."

He spoke calmly, but cold sweat had already begun to ooze from his forehead.

Xuanyuan Mo Fei's thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, he turned the car around and headed for the hospital!

"Ah Mo, I told you I'm fine, we should go home." Xuanyuan Qing was still insisting.

"Do you think you're okay? Then when is it considered okay? Does it only count when you're lying on the ground and can't even stand up?" Xuanyuan Mo asked coldly.

He didn't know whether it was anger or anxiety, but his voice was very loud, almost like a roar.

Xuanyuan Qing had never seen him look so terrifying, and swallowed all the words that came to her lips.

Holding his stomach tightly, he curled up in the corner of the car and stopped talking.

Faced with the return of Xuanyuanmo's mother and son, the doctor was surprised but not surprised.

He hurriedly arranged for a nurse to take Xuanyuan Qing to the operating room for an emergency examination.

However, Xuanyuan Qing stepped out of the car.

Elegant and dignified, like a queen in an eighteenth-century castle, with contemptuous eyes, looking at everyone with the dignity of a servant.

From top to bottom, I can't see the slightest sign of illness or pain.

The doctor was dumbfounded immediately, "This...is it definitely an unbearable abdominal pain, do you need to go to the operating room urgently?"

It looks healthier than him!

Xuanyuan Mo was similar to a doctor, and walked straight up to Xuanyuan Qing, "Didn't you still have a stomachache just now, is it better now?"

"It's fake." Xuanyuan Qing said.

what?

Xuanyuan Qing blinked and laughed softly, "I said it was a lie, I just wanted to test you and see if you really love me as a mother."