Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Sister Hong glanced at him without saying anything, and directly helped him to the bathroom.

When he came back, Master Cheng's face was somewhat unnatural, and he coughed slightly: "This kind of thing, the nurse is fine."

Sister Hong helped him sit down, and then smiled: "I still like the little nurse!"

Master Cheng was a little frizzy, and his voice tightened: "Is Lao Tzu like that superficial?"

He said, coughing lightly: "This is nursing, and it's not a special relationship. Don't think about it. Lao Tzu needs fame now."

Sister Hong smiled: "It's still dying to save face, isn't it?"

Master Cheng slumped without saying a word.

Sister Hong sighed softly, and she didn't speak much.

Both were silent for a long time. Finally, Sister Hong said, "Cheng Zheng, I have to go."

Cheng Ye was amazed: "What time is the plane."

"In the morning." Sister Hong said with a smile.

Master Cheng stared at her, his eyes a little red.

Sister Hong's voice is gentle: ‘Do you have nothing to say to me? ’

Cheng Ye was a little confused, and it took a long time to squeeze out the sentence: "Take care of my son."

Sister Hong lowered her eyes, smiled, and said yes.

When she left, Master Cheng stared at her, Baba's.

The nurse came over and gave him the needle, and he didn't feel anything at all. After half an hour, he probably recovered, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and the little nurse was scared to death: "Mr. Cheng, did you hurt you?"

Master Cheng's voice choked slightly: "Just where you girl can hurt me, except for the woman with no conscience, who can hurt Lao Tzu."

After thinking about it for a long time, the little nurse finally determined that it was Reporter Liu who was crying Cheng Ye.

Unexpectedly, Master Cheng, a tyrant in City B, also had today, and he was crying miserably.

The little nurse didn't dare to make fun in front of her face, but when she went back to the nurse's station, it spread, and the whole hospital knew that Master Cheng was messy and faceless.

You can't be angry even if you don't have the process, he is just like the late stage lovesickness.

Okay, my wife and son, who was thinking of me, kept it till the last moment and gave up.

If it was like playing a game, he must have re-trained a number, but he is a living person, this leg is not saved.

Su Mu said long ago that Cheng Zheng is a paper tiger, looking fierce from the outside, but in fact he is still very inferior...

Sister Hong returned to the apartment. Auntie took good care of Xiao Youyou. Sister Hong was not worried.

Seeing her coming back, the aunt held Xiao Youyou in her arms and said softly, "Youyou are hungry."

Sister Hong untied her clothes in silence to feed the child. Auntie tidyed up on the sidelines, tentatively trying: "What's going on with Mr. Cheng?"

Sister Hong said softly: "Very good."

Sister Hong nodded, "It's fine."

She paused, and then said: "In fact, Mr. Cheng is a man."

The aunt still feels earth-shattering when she thinks about what happened that day, "The situation on that day, the average man probably looked like a soft-footed shrimp, but Mr. Cheng is not, really a man."

While she said, she looked at Sister Hong.

Sister Hong gave a hum and didn't say anything.

The aunt said again: "Then you go today, Mr. Cheng didn't say anything."

Hong Hong looked at her aunt, then smiled: "Nothing to say."

Auntie was obviously disappointed. It took a long time before she whispered, "It shouldn't be."

Sister Hong didn't say anything, and she said after feeding the child: "Leave tomorrow morning, Auntie, please prepare."