"Grandma, you're awake! Thirst or not, pain or not? The maid asked incoherently.

Moran smiled, "Pour me a glass of water." ”

"Good!"

The maid took care of her and drank water, and she said, "Get a wheelchair, I'm going downstairs." ”

The maid was startled: "Grandma, you are weak now, and you can't move!" ”

"Listen to me." Moran's attitude was firm.

She hated lying down, and she had spent enough days in bed in her life.

She wants to be a healthy Xiangshang Moran, and her life can't be so bleak anymore.

The maid had no choice but to find a wheelchair and put a thick blanket on it.

Helping her to sit in a wheelchair, the maid found a blanket to cover her knees.

"I'm going to wash." Moran demanded again.

After washing, she even put on a light makeup.

It is said that a woman is a person who pleases herself, and from today on, she will be beautiful for herself.

"Grandma, you're so beautiful today." The maid was infected with her positive xiangshang mood and couldn't help but smile happily.

Moran smiled: "Let's go, go downstairs." ”

"Wait a minute." The maid found a snow-white shawl and draped it lightly over her.

It's just autumn and it's not cold.

However, Moran is weak and easily chills.

So covered with a blanket, she didn't feel feverish.

The maid pushed her out of the bedroom, and happened to meet Qi Ruigang who came out of the study.

"Good morning, young master." The maid greeted him cautiously.

Qi Ruigang's eyes fell on Mo Lan, although her face was pale, she looked in good spirits.

The man hooked his lips mockingly: "Didn't you look like you were about to die yesterday, and today you are alive again?" Lan Lan, you made me think of something, guess what? ”

Moran looked at him lightly and did not answer.

"Xiaoqiang-" Qi Ruigang smiled proudly, "Do you know who Xiaoqiang is?" ”

"Of course I know, it's your relative." Moran said with a light smile.

Qi Rui was just choked by her, and his face instantly became ugly.

The maid couldn't help but smile......

Moran asked rhetorically, "Isn't it?" ”

"Your mouth has gotten stronger." Qi Ruigang stared at her gloomily.

Moran smiled lightly: "Good husband, I'm going downstairs, can you carry me down?" ”

It seems that she did not expect that she would suddenly make such a request.

Qi Ruigang and the maid were stunned for a moment.

"If you don't hug it, forget it." Moran turned to the maid and said, "Go get a few more servants to help." ”

"Yes, Grandma ......"

"Wait." Qi Rui just stepped forward and hugged her horizontally, "How could I not agree to my wife's request." ”

He smiled meaningfully at Moran, who always looked indifferent.

Qi Rui had just carried her down a few steps, and he suddenly stopped leaving.

"You say, what would you do if I let go of my hand gently?" He asked with a grim smile.

Mo Lan's clear eyes looked into his eyes: "If you don't let go, it's a puppy!" ”

“……”

Qi Ruigang's face was gloomy: "You're really not afraid?!" ”

"Qi Ruigang, there is nothing on this shijie that I am afraid of." Moran's elegant smile, her delicate and delicate facial features, suddenly became more beautiful.

It's like a kind of light blooming.

It was confident, calm, and unstained from the mud.

Qi Ruigang's expression was in a trance, but he quickly returned to his cold appearance.