"The eldest queen is the day of the funeral of the eldest lady, the fourth brother is in a coma, you are her only daughter, I hope you can be there then. *。 Small. Said ~ net." Yin Zexiu suddenly walked over and said loudly.

Hearing this, Mo Qianqian's footsteps stopped, turned his head to look at the other party, did not speak, but continued to leave with Beichen Shaoting.

On the way back, she took the notepad and flipped it back.

She found out that Mowena also wrote some interesting stories about her childhood......

For example, where did she start to grow teeth, where did she start calling her mother, where did she start walking......

She also wrote in the notepad that she began to feel the happiness of being a mother, this child, was a gift to her.

Between the lines, she could feel the happiness of a mother......

Mo Qianqian looked at the notepad, and the complicated feelings in his heart could not be expressed.

In her memory fragments, Mowena is also a gentle ...... Beautiful woman.

It's just that she didn't expect that after many years, she would be forced like this by hatred.

The obsession in her heart is too deep......

After a long time, Mo Qianqian closed the notepad and put it back in the iron box.

She sighed softly......

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When Beichen Shaoting and Mo Qianqian returned to the hospital, their colors had already darkened.

But at the entrance of the hospital, there are still a large number of reporters.

When they saw Mo Qianqian and Beichen Shaoting appear, reporters surrounded them.

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"Chen Shao, may I ask if the unconscious of Yin Yecheng, the president of the Yin Group, has anything to do with you this time?"

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"Are all the rumors from the outside world true?"

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"Is your wife really Yin Yecheng's fiancée?"

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As soon as he heard these questions, Beichen Shaoting's face darkened.

With a cold glance, he glanced at the reporters.

Suddenly, the reporters obediently silenced......

At this time, the bodyguards of the Beichen family rushed over and isolated the reporters.

Mo Qianqian and Beichen Shaoting successfully entered the hospital.

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As soon as the two came back, the nurse came to help Mo Qianqian's injuries change dressings.

Some of her body were burned by the fire on a desert island, and some were wounded by debris during the explosion, which were not too strict, but Beichen Shaoting still insisted that Lu Zi'an help her deal with the wounds.

The wounds were on her legs, neck, and hands, as well as some small wounds on her face.

Mo Qianqian took off her coat, sat down, opened her sleeves and asked the nurse to help her change her dressing.

At this time, Beichen Shaoting suddenly walked over, "You go out, let me come!" He said suddenly.

Mo Qianqian and the nurse were surprised, but the nurse obediently put the medicine aside, and then turned around and went out.

"What, don't believe in my abilities?!" Beichen Shaoting glanced at Mo Qian unhappily.

"You said it yourself...... I didn't say that. Mo shrugged his shoulders...... Innocently, she didn't say anything just now.

Beichen Shaoting pursed his lips, a little dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything, but began to help Mo Qianqian clean the wounds on her hands, and then help her change to new medicine.

He kept his head down and his expression serious......

Whenever he saw the wounds on her body, Beichen Shaoting's heart moved......

In the black eyes, there was distress.

After changing the medicine in his hand, Beichen Shaoting couldn't help but lower his head, held her hand, and kissed the back of her hand.