After getting the marriage certificate, she was spoiled by her rich husband

Outside the operating room.

Leng Xiaochen, Chu Wenyao and Mo Beiting stood side by side, waiting anxiously outside.

The three of them stared straight at the door of the operating room.

Five minutes later, the door of the operating room slowly opened.

Su Qianman and Fang Tingting put on white coats and walked out with heavy steps.

I just saw that their hair was a little messy.

The eyes that were originally bright and lively were now full of bloodshot.

Although the masks covered most of their faces, one could still see how haggard they looked.

Seeing the two girls looking so tired and haggard, the three men couldn't help but be stunned.

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Chu, you are here."

Su Qianman was the first to greet, her slightly hoarse but still gentle voice coming out from behind the mask.

Fang Tingting also greeted them: "Mr. Leng, Mr. Mo, Mr. Chu, hello."

As she spoke, her eyes unconsciously glanced at Mo Beiting, and a gleam of light flashed in her tired eyes.

"Ah."

Mo Beiting nodded at her, staring at her deeply with his black eyes for a few seconds, and his eye color instantly became much darker.

"Sister-in-law, Miss Fang, you have worked hard, you are really amazing."

Chu Wenyao quickly took a step forward, his eyes wide open, full of concern and admiration.

Leng Xiaochen stood there, wearing a neat suit, his eyes fixed on Su Qianman. Seeing her exhausted appearance, his eyes were filled with heartache.

Without saying anything, he quickly walked up to her and hugged her, wrapping his arms around her tightly.

At this moment, Ning Zhiqian came over in a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses.

"There are so many people here." Ning Zhiqian first glanced at the three men.

Then he turned his gaze back to Su Qianman and Fang Tingting, and said with concern: "Manman, Tingting, you have been wearing masks for so long, you need to take care of your faces quickly."

When Leng Xiaochen heard this, his brows immediately furrowed.

He immediately let go of Su Qianman and gently took off her mask.

What came into view was an originally fair face covered with marks from the mask, and the skin was red and swollen.

His heart suddenly tightened and his eyes instantly turned red.

Seeing Leng Xiaochen looking so worried, Su Qianman was just about to speak to comfort him.

After all, as a doctor, it is common to have marks on the face after surgery.

next second.

Leng Xiaochen picked her up, walked quickly to Ning Zhiqian and asked, "Where should we go to deal with it?"

Ning Zhiqian quickly responded, "The debridement room."

Then Leng Xiaochen held Su Qianman and walked quickly towards the debridement room.

Seeing Su Qianman gone, Ning Zhiqian looked at Fang Tingting and said with concern: "Tingting, you should go and deal with it as well."

"Miss Fang, I'll take you there."

Mo Beiting walked in front of Fang Tingting at some point, and a slightly low voice sounded.

His deep eyes were fixed on Fang Tingting.

Fang Tingting raised her head when she heard the voice and suddenly met his eyes.

But he quickly turned his eyes away, waved his hand and said, "No need, I can go by myself later."

Seeing this, Chu Wenyao suddenly became a little anxious.

He hurriedly walked up to Fang Tingting and said sincerely, "Miss Fang, how can this be possible? My sister-in-law has gone to treat the wound on her face. You should not delay. It would be a pity if you left a scar on such a beautiful face. I will go with you."

"No...no, no, I'll go by myself later." Fang Tingting blushed and sounded a little anxious.

As she spoke, she would occasionally glance at Mo Beiting.

"You go see Uncle Sun. I'll go with Miss Fang."

Mo Beiting turned slightly and glanced at Chu Wenyao with a gloomy look.

Then he reached out and grabbed Fang Tingting's slender wrist.

He used his arms to pull her towards him with a little force, then quickly left with her.

Fang Tingting was being pulled and her steps were a little unsteady, but she did not struggle and followed him obediently.

Chu Wenyao was confused and stood there in a daze.

What medicine did Mo Beiting take wrongly again?

Not only did he take the initiative to accompany him to watch Uncle Sun's surgery.

Now he still takes the initiative to hold the girl's hand.

Is this what is going on?

Hasn't he always stayed away from women and never let women touch him?

He wouldn't be... in love with Miss Fang, would he?

When he came to his senses, Mo Beiting and Fang Tingting had already walked away.

He shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Forget it, forget it.

Let’s go and see how Uncle Sun is doing first.

Ning Zhiqian put his hands in his white coat, watching this scene with a smile on his face.

Chu Wenyao turned to look at Ning Zhiqian. The two nodded politely and turned away.

......

Debridement room.

Leng Xiaochen gently placed Su Qianman on the chair.

He held her shoulders with both hands to keep her steady.

Then he squatted down and looked at Su Qianman at eye level.

He reached out and gently lifted the woman's chin, frowning as he carefully examined the marks on her face.

Then he picked up a sterilized cotton swab, dipped it in an appropriate amount of saline solution, and wiped her with skillful movements.

Each stroke was very gentle, and he kept repeating, "Honey, bear with it, it will be over soon."

Su Qianman looked at him and said with a smile, "Xiaochen, don't be so nervous. I'm really fine."

"How can it be okay? The surgery lasted eleven hours and my face is all red and swollen."

Leng Xiaochen, however, had a serious expression on his face, his deep eyes were full of heartache, and his voice unconsciously rose a few notches.

"Oh, it's really not that serious." Su Qianman reached out and held Leng Xiaochen's hand holding the cotton swab, and asked coquettishly: "Am I really ugly now?"

Leng Xiaochen stopped what he was doing and gently held Su Qianman's face with both hands: "My wife will always be the most beautiful, no matter what. You work so hard, which makes me proud and distressed."

Su Qianman raised the corners of her mouth and blinked with emotion: "Hubby, thank you."

"Then I will continue to treat your wounds. Just stay still."

Leng Xiaochen looked at her with a slight smile and picked up the cotton swab again.

Su Qianman nodded obediently.

A few seconds later, Su Qianman suddenly thought of something: "I forgot about Tingting. Her face also needs to be dealt with."

As she said that, she was about to get up and look for Tingting.

Leng Xiaochen quickly pressed her shoulder, and curled his lips coldly: "Don't worry, there are people who are more anxious than you."

Su Qianman couldn't help but feel a little confused.

At this moment.

Mo Beiting walked in with Fang Tingting, looking a little awkward.

Su Qianman's gaze subconsciously fell on Tingting's wrist.

The light in her eyes deepened slightly.

Leng Xiaochen held a cotton swab in his hand, raised his chin slightly, and looked at Mo Beiting with a somewhat inquiring look.

Fang Tingting sat down on a chair not far away.

She was still wearing a mask, with her eyes lowered, not daring to look at Mo Beiting.

Mo Beiting frowned slightly, stretched out his right hand, and tried to untie the strap of Fang Tingting's mask with a slightly clumsy but gentle movement.

Fang Tingting subconsciously raised her right hand, trying to stop Mo Beiting's actions.

Her fingers gently touched the back of Mo Beiting's hand.

At that moment, Fang Tingting felt like she was electrocuted.

He raised his head and looked directly into Shang Mo Beiting's deep eyes.

Fang Tingting looked away in panic and slowly put her hands down.