An Ge was stunned, and suddenly remembered that people like Quan Mo even had to talk to people about business during meal time, and she actually brought lunch over......

"I'm delaying your work." An Ge was a little annoyed.

It's really that the two of them have too little time together, and she can't think of how to do more for him.

"Let's go, go to the hospital."

Quan Mo didn't say anything, grabbed her waist and walked out.

In the car, An Ge took out her mobile phone to open the search engine, typed in the word "Puyahua", and the news information that came out stunned her.

Puja flower, a plant found in the Andean Plateau of South America at an altitude of 4,000 meters above sea level.

Quan Mo played her again.

Plants that can only grow on the plateau, how can she grow them.

An Ge swiped to continue the phone screen, and was stunned by the text on it, Puya flowers, flowers only bloom once in a hundred years, only once.

Even if she could grow it, it would take a hundred years...... She was able to give the flowers to Quan Mo.

One hundred years.

How could she wait a hundred years......

An Ge looked at the man beside him, Quan Mo was flipping through the documents in his hand to review, the arc of his side face was tense, expressionless, handsome and indifferent.

She couldn't stay with him for a hundred years, waiting for a flower to bloom and send him away.

Her nose was suddenly sore, and her eyes were uncomfortably astringent.

She lowered her head and closed her eyes, not letting Quan Mo find out about her abnormality, and it took a long time for her to restrain her emotions, slowly open her eyes, and snuggle up to Quan Mo.

Quan Mo looked down at her and reached out to wrap his hand around her body naturally.

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The sun was shining, and in the hospital, An Ge was being drawn blood and being illuminated by various instruments.

No matter how often she checks up, she will be sick if she is not sick.

The results of the examination came out at a rapid speed, and An Ge had nothing wrong except for fatigue and insomnia, not to mention any terminal illness.

An Ge held a thick stack of examination reports, "Look, I can wake up from a vegetative state, which means that I am in good health, how can I get a terminal illness so easily." ”

Surrounded by bodyguards, the two walked out of the hospital gate and walked towards the sports car.

The driver was already waiting, reaching for the car door and respectfully waiting for them to get into the car.

"Are you tired? Can't sleep at night? Kwon Mo looked at her face inquiringly.

"If you look for these symptoms on the street, ten people will have them, and insomnia is not a disease now." An Ge said with a grin, took the lead in getting into the car, and carried the little rabbit to his lap.

"Really?"

Kwon Mo doesn't believe this.

"I don't believe you check the little pigeon, maybe it also has insomnia." An Ge picked up the little rabbit, one by one and one rabbit, and looked at him with four eyes.

"......" Quan Mo slapped his palm on the white rabbit's heavenly spirit cover.

"......" An Ge silently took back the destroyed white rabbit and put it inside, "Now you can rest assured, you can go to the group." ”

Don't delay her any more.

"What are you doing in the afternoon?" Kwon Mo asked her about her itinerary.

"Learn to drive."

"Learning to drive?"

"Yes, I told the driver, go back to learn to drive, my driving skills are too indiscriminate, I need to practice well, I still want to practice drifting." An Ge touched the little rabbit inside and said.

Learn the car well, it's convenient.

In the United States, Xi Nanxing fought for a gunshot wound in her leg not to drive for her, if her driving skills were good enough, she would have come at that time, and Xi Nanxing's injury would not have worsened.

In a pinch, it's important to be able to drive.

"Is this your sudden awakening again?" Kwon Mo stared at her with dark eyes, she had suddenly wanted to do a little too much recently.