Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

"Daddy."

Xiao Li was the first to speak, "And Mommy, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Seeing that her brother admitted his mistake, Xue Mu cautiously opened her mouth and said in a low voice, "Daddy, Mommy, Xue Mu is also wrong, I'm sorry."

"Anyone of you tell me why you fight."

After a while, Leng Yichen asked, and An Xiaojing also sat beside him, looking at the children in front of him together.

"They, they took my pencil and refused to return it to me."

Xuemu said anxiously, he didn't want his parents to think it was his fault.

An Xiaojing was a little strange: "They are obviously one level older than you, why did they take your pencil?"

"Because my pencils have always been the best and most beautiful. They want them, but if I don't give them, they beat me."

Xue Mu felt a little aggrieved.

An Xiaojing was a little speechless, a few pencils are really not a big deal, how could the child think of fighting.

"My brother came to help me because he was afraid that I would be bullied."

An Xiaojing looked at Xue Mu who was crying with her head down, and felt very distressed. She gently stroked Xue Mu's neck.

"In the future, if someone borrows a pencil again, let's lend it to him generously, shall we? Xuemu is the most generous, and we can't fight. Look, can fighting solve the problem?"

Xue Mu honestly shook her head and admitted her mistake again.

An Xiaojing and Leng Yichen couldn't bear to punish them anymore, they just gave them medicine and let them go to bed early.

……

In the police station, An Xianyang has been busy in the office for a while.

There are many cases that need him to deal with, including the bombing at Leng Yichen's house.

These days, he asked for leave more often, and there were a lot of things piled up. An Xianyang made himself a cup of tea, sat down and analyzed the cases in the past files with breathless concentration.

They all call the police station "home."

Sometimes when a big case comes, it is not uncommon to live here for several days and nights.

But in An Xianyang's heart, a place with Su Muying can be called home.

She called just now and said that Xiao Shunlai didn't leave any sequelae, and she just needed to rest in peace of mind.

Listening to Su Muying's brisk and thankful tone on the phone, An Xianyang felt a burst of satisfaction.

While answering, he thought about when to take his annual leave, and brought Su Muying and Xiaoshun for a self-driving tour.

When he hung up the phone, An Xianyang's heart that should have been going smoothly suddenly tensed up, and he was so shocked that he even spilled tea on the file in front of him, but An Xianyang couldn't care less, he knew that something must have happened, because he had a kind of Bad feeling.

Sure enough, within 10 minutes, the hospital called.

An Xianyang pushed away the mountain of materials in front of him, and ran out of the house in a stumbling manner, but just in time for the director to inspect.

"what are you doing!"

Seeing that An Xianyang's image was different from his usual calm and capable image, he was nervous and flustered at this moment, his eyes wandered for a long time before he realized that the person in front of him was the director, and he didn't care about the politeness of his subordinates, so he walked out if he wanted to push him away .

"Not working? Going out again?"

This chief is a newcomer. He has long heard of An Xianyang's reputation as the Interpol, but he sneered at him.

Since An Xianyang is his subordinate, then he has the final say on all matters.

"My wife had a car accident and is now hospitalized. I want to see her!"

An Xianyang's attitude was a little tough, because he was really in a hurry, and for a moment he forgot the identity relationship between them.

"Don't go, you have already asked for a few days off and left the work to your colleagues, do you still want to do this job!"

The director's eyes sank, and his position was a little awkward at the moment.

"If something really happens to Mu Ying this time, I will never forgive myself in my life, and I will resign."

After speaking, he ran outside regardless of the director's ugly face and the surprised eyes of the people present.

He knew that his current condition was really not suitable for driving, so he took a taxi and hurried towards the hospital anxiously.

The hospital did not explain Su Muying's condition during the phone call, which made An Xianyang think that there was some serious accident, and he was out of his mind along the way.

Finally arrived at the entrance of the hospital, after inquiring around, I found Su Muying's ward.

It just so happened that he just came out after checking the room, saw An Xianyang, and gave some instructions, but he wanted to see Su Muying, so he didn't listen to anything, only knew that the doctor rushed into the ward as soon as the doctor's words fell.

"Mu Ying!"

After rushing in, I found that Su Muying was still asleep, and the little nurse who was changing the drip bottle gave An Xianyang a dissatisfied look.

"What's the noise? The patient needs to pay attention now. This injury is not good for adults or children. They should rest."

After speaking, the drip bottle was changed, and the little nurse packed up her things and planned to go outside.

At first, An Xianyang just stared at Su Muying's weak face blankly. When the little nurse was about to walk out of the ward door, An Xianyang realized that he hurriedly grabbed the little nurse.

"Is my son hurt too? Where is he? How is he?"

The little nurse was taken aback by the question, and was relieved for a while.

"Didn't the doctor tell you just now? Why are you still asking me? Don't worry, the child is fine, except that the mother touched him when she fainted. The doctor checked him. It's fine. Don't worry."

The little nurse paused, and then said to An Xianyang: "When I came here, the child in this mother's arms is now with the nurses in our hospital. Don't worry, we will take good care of him. Now she is the most If you need to cultivate, you can take care of her, and just take the child away when you find time."

An Xianyang still just stared blankly at the little nurse.

He had no choice, he always thought that Su Muying and Xiao Shunlai had a serious car accident, but when he came here, he was told that both of them were fine. He was happy, but he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

"Yeah, didn't the doctor tell you just now? Did you listen carefully? There are so many patients waiting for me to change the medicine. I'm leaving first."

The little nurse almost wanted to roll her eyes.

After speaking, he left the ward without looking back.

An Xianyang was a little excited, he strode to Su Muying's hospital bed, gently held her hand, put it near his mouth, his voice trembling.

"Mu Ying, can you hear me? I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I've been busy with work and haven't been able to take care of you. Get well soon, please, give me a chance to make up, Mu Ying."

He was infinitely nostalgic and touched, and buried his head in Su Muying's hands, not wanting to show his embarrassment in tears, and after a while, he raised his head.

Carefully covering Su Muying's quilt again, An Xianyang couldn't help but caressed Su Muying's cheek. He clearly loved her so much, how could he be willing to let her suffer again and again.

He patted his head in frustration, but he was still reluctant to leave Su Muying, and put it back again.

"You'll forgive me, won't you?"

An Xianyang lay down beside Su Muying's pillow and asked softly.

But no one answered him, An Xianyang was not discouraged, he talked to Su Muying over and over again.

An Xianyang sighed contentedly, just supported his head with one hand, held Su Muying's hand with the other, and stared at her sleepy face.

But the mobile phone rang without knowing the current affairs, An Xianyang hurriedly turned the ringtone of the mobile phone to silent, and then looked at the caller ID again.