"It's all right if you don't understand. You've decided to donate bone marrow to summer. Now it's live! I can't let my daughter hurt a penny!" Ou Beichen said coldly, pushing Xia Xianxian to the doctor who came in.
Xia Xianxian is pale.
She wanted to push the doctor away and not donate bone marrow to summer, but obviously, if she didn't donate bone marrow at this time, it would be even more difficult to come back in the future.
Xia Xianxian can't ride a Tiger now, so she has to bite the bullet and donate bone marrow to Xia.
Xia Xianxian donated her bone marrow. Xia Wei was quiet for half a month at the beginning. Only Yang Wenya often found fault with her. She simply went back to Xingyu in the morning and night because she had returned to work.
In the twinkling of an eye, Xia Xianxian has been discharged from the hospital and returned to the old house.
Like a hero, she accepted Yang Wenya's warm treatment.
"Xian Xian, what do you want to eat tonight? You just got out of the hospital, but you have to mend it."
Xia Xianxian glimpses Xia Weichu who has just entered the door.
At the thought of her being forced to donate bone marrow to summer, she blamed Xia Weichu for her pain.
She deliberately said, "I remember Xia Weichu's cooking is delicious, so I want to eat her cooking."
Yang Wenya agrees with Xia Xianxian. Since she left the hospital, she has made Xia Weichu cook every night in order to make Xia Weichu difficult.
Unexpectedly, the meal made by Xia Weichu was really delicious.
She said coldly to Xia Weichu, "go and cook dinner."
"No, aunt." Xia Weichu refused, "Xia Xianxian, if you want to eat dinner, order takeout."
"How can you bear to say such words to a man who just saved your brother? Order takeout? Is the takeout eaten by the patient?" Yang Wenya snapped.
Xia Weichu looked contemptuously at Xia Xianxian. "It's a waste to give her takeout! It's best to starve to death."
"What if I want to eat? Will you do it?" Yang Wenya asked.
When Xia Wei was hesitating, Ou Beichen entered the door with his briefcase.
As soon as Xia Xianxian saw Ou Beichen, her missing for days was relieved. She gently called, "Beichen, you're off work."
Oubeichen didn't look at Xia Xianxian, but went to Xia Weichu's body, put his long arm around her waist, and asked in a warm voice, "what were you talking about just now?"
Yang Wenya said first, "I'm hungry and want her to cook dinner!"
Ou Beichen took a deep breath. As soon as he wanted to attack, Xia Weichu around him shook his head and motioned him to forget it.
"OK, I'll change my clothes and come down to do it." Xia Weichu went up the stairs.
Ou Beichen also followed the stairs and entered her room with Xia Weichu.
"You have cooked dinner for more than ten days, and there are not no servants at home. Don't do it again!" oubeichen is very distressed, but Xia Weichu chokes oil smoke in the kitchen every day.
"It doesn't matter. In this way, aunt is more comfortable, and cooking is not hard work for me." Xia Weichu disagreed. After all, she ate not only Yang Wenya, but also her four treasures and Ou Beichen.
She said, "go out. I'm going to change."
"You change, I didn't let you change." Ou Beichen looked at Xia Weichu jokingly, as if he didn't mean to go out.
Xia Wei blushed. "I'm embarrassed about you."
"Then I'll change it for you."
Ou Beichen suddenly hugged Xia Weichu, and his slender fingers opened the button in front of Xia Weichu's skirt. His eyes were getting hotter and hotter.
Xia Weichu looked at Ou Beichen shyly and held his big hand,
"Don't mess around. Now I don't live in this room alone." since Yang Wenya left the hospital, I have lived in the same room with her. It's called afraid of her at night. In fact, I'm afraid of her being with Ou Beichen.
"Ah! It's a torture for me to sleep alone." oubeichen said irritably. "It seems that I have to find the old man and coax Ms. Yang back to her bedroom!"
Xia Weichu smiled. "Uncle and aunt have been cold war for many days. It's time to find a way to make them reconcile. They are always angry. It's bad for their health, and illness comes from anger."
Ou Beichen rubbed the tender fragrant shoulder of Xia Weichu with his chin, "how do you think we should make them reconcile?"
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