Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

The doctor underestimated Mobson.

When Mobson was diagnosed the next day, he was able to get out of bed five hours after surgery, without feeling anesthesia.

Except he's a little pale and he's got a good spirit.

He asked for a VIP room with Huang Ling, and the doctor let him.

It doesn't affect their treatment.

Huang Ling's face, his forehead was also scratched by glass shards. Now, his face, his forehead is covered with gauze.

Mobson saw her first reaction, exaggerated and flattened: "Lindy, are you playing the role of a mummy? ”

Huang Ling hasn't woken up yet and didn't hear that, otherwise she would have jumped and kicked Mobson.

VIP wards are not only large spaces, but also half the beds that patients sleep in.

Precisely as comfortable as your own bed.

Mobson saw that Huang Ling was still awake, and he was unkindly pulled into bed and lay beside Huang Ling.

“You totally ignored me.” Sitting on the sofa watching Huang Ling's Song Fearless is quite silent on Mobson.

“Huh...” Mobson flanked, looking at Song Li, “I really haven't seen you. ”

Song Wuoxiao corner smoked a bit, “I thought that I was a dog-abusive existence with Yan. I didn't expect you to be a tiger dog. ”

Speaking of Gu Xiao, Mobson frowned: “Still no news of Gu Xiao? ”

Song's gaze was slightly astringent: “No. But I firmly believe that he will be fine. ”

Mobson also hoped that Gu Qiu would be fine. He looked deeply at Song Qiu: "I will help you investigate the collapse of Nanjiang Bridge. ”

Song Feng smiled, “The answer given by the police is clear, because the tofu slag project led to the sudden collapse of the bridge. The man who was in charge of the project was also arrested. ”

Mobson: “I think it's a conspiracy, and it's against Gu Xiao. ”

Song's worry-free heart, suddenly.

She looked at Mobson and said in a shadow: "I hope so. It's a conspiracy. ”

If it's a conspiracy, who else can do it but Pastoral?

If it was Pastoral, she still had a little faith in him, and he would not kill Gu Qiu.

Perhaps Gu Qiu knew long ago that it was a conspiracy. Like the last plane crash, he did a trick to avoid everyone's eyes.

Actually, he's in one place, very safe.

Mobson looked at Song without understanding: “How do you expect this to be a conspiracy? ”

Song Li smiled softly: “If he is smart and conspires, he has the opportunity to know that if God wills, he can't help it. ”

Mobson thought about it and nodded: "Yes, I suspect it's a conspiracy, and it has nothing to do with Pastoral Gu. ”

Song looked at him with no worries: “In the future, we will keep these words in mind. Don't be impulsive to say them, not only to beat the snake, but also to come to kill the mouth. We don't have enough evidence to talk nonsense. ”

“I know, I'm not stupid. ”

“Don't tell Huang Ling either. ”

“Mmm.”

Song Li got up: “I'm relieved you're okay, but Huang Ling's situation is very disappointing. You're here, I'll be right back. ”

“Back to M Castle?” Mobson asked.

“No, Xu Jing booked my room at a hotel near the hospital. ”

“Mmm.”

Song Weixiao stepped out of the hospital. Uncle Fu went forward and complimented him on his attitude: "Mrs. Gu. ”

When Song saw him, he knew Mugu was looking for her.

She looked at Uncle Fu and asked him directly: "Where does Mugu want to meet me? Ranch?”

“Yes.” Uncle Fu nodded.