After marrying the blind president, she became crazy sweet

Mo Xue was placed on the big bed in the bedroom by Gu Jingming.

Zhao Wenbo glanced at Gu Jingming, his eyes were somewhat intriguing.

"Boss Gu, you can actually put Miss Qiu Ling in the next room. It's not good to put her in your room.

Miss Qiu Ling is your sister-in-law after all, it would not be good if others saw her!" Zhao Wenbo reminded.

"Why are you wasting your time here? Go and see Qiu Ling!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Gu, don't worry!" Zhao Wenbo first took the thermometer to check the temperature.

Then Mo Xue was given an infusion of fluid.

While giving Mo Xue an acupuncture injection, Zhao Wenbo complained in his heart: I thought it was a serious illness, but it's just a common cold with a low-grade fever.

I was so anxious that I thought I had some incurable disease.

Zhao Wenbo said: "Boss Gu, Miss Qiu Ling will recover after she finishes transfusing this bottle of liquid.

I'll prescribe some cold medicine for her, and she'll be cured in a few days!"

"So simple? Zhao Wenbo, you are not addicted to being a quack doctor, and you are obsessed with the role,

Qiu Ling's head is very hot. I think she has a high fever. Don't you need to reduce her fever?"

Zhao Wenbo was embarrassed: "Boss Gu, Miss Qiu Ling doesn't have a high fever, it's just a low fever.

As for what Mr. Gu said, don't worry, I am just following your instructions. I only dare to be a "quack doctor" when facing your brother.

How dare other places do that? Don’t worry, if you can’t cure Miss Qiu Ling, you can take my life…”

"Your life is worthless. Okay, I believe you. When can she wake up?"

"It should take about an hour. I'll watch here. Mr. Gu, please go to the next room and take a rest."

"No need, I'm right next to her. I want Qiu Ling to see me as the first person when she opens her eyes.

I want her to know that I saved her, that I care about her, and that I am the one she should love!"

Zhao Wenbo wondered in his heart: What does this mean?

Gu Jingming is so worried about Mo Qiuling. He is Mo Qiuling's brother.

Gu Jingchen is his younger brother, what is the situation now?

Does Gu Jingming mean that he likes Mo Qiuling?

Mo Qiuling is Gu Jingchen's wife. Gu Jingchen is Gu Jingming's younger brother. Gu Jingming falls in love with his younger brother's wife.

Why is this relationship so complicated?

Zhao Wenbo was amused.

"Zhao Wenbo, what are you laughing at?"

"No, Mr. Gu!"

Zhao Wenbo immediately covered his teeth that were exposed due to laughing.

He said, "Boss Gu, I just feel that you treat Qiu Ling very differently. I'd like to ask, are you in love with Miss Qiu Ling?"

"So what if I like it?"

Zhao Wenbo was ashamed again, it was indeed true!

"This doesn't make sense, Mr. Gu. You are Gu Jingchen's brother and Qiu Ling's brother. How can a brother like his younger brother's wife?"

Gu Jingming didn't think so: "Why can't I like it? When I was a child, I must have everything that Gu Jingchen had, and it's the same this time.

Qiu Ling is kind, beautiful, sincere and generous. I was attracted to her the first time I saw her.

I will not let her youth go to waste on that loser Gu Jingchen. Since Gu Jingchen cannot give her happiness, then I can,

Anyway, I can give Mo Qiuling happiness, but Gu Jingchen can't give it to her, right? "

Zhao Wenbo understood what Gu Jingming said, but he still refuted him: "Boss Gu, that lame leg doesn't affect other things. Maybe Gu Jingchen and Mo Qiuling have already..."

"You're really overthinking it. How could Qiu Ling fall in love with that loser Gu Jingchen, and how could she let such a disgusting person like Gu Jingchen touch her!" Gu Jingming replied coldly.

"What if it happens?"

Gu Jingming gave Zhao Wenbo a look and said, "If Gu Jingchen really touches Qiu Ling, I hope you go chop off Gu Jingchen's legs!"

Zhao Wenbo was delighted when he heard this: "Boss Gu, I am very willing to do this!"

"Okay, let's talk about this later. There's still a long time to come.

Torturing Gu Jingchen doesn't care about one or two days, you go and prepare medicine for Qiu Ling!" Gu Jingming waved his hand to let Zhao Wenbo leave.

"Okay, Mr. Gu!" Zhao Wenbo walked out of the bedroom.

……

Mo Xue lay quietly on the bed. Gu Jingming looked at her for a while, but couldn't help but hold Mo Xue's hand.

He stroked her hand on his face, almost madly.

"Qiu Ling, you love me, right? You definitely love me, don't worry,

After I make Gu Jingchen look like a ghost, I will take you away.

Qiu Ling, you must love me the most..."