Chapter 1091 Kidnap the Great God

Qin Mo didn't know what the young man who was pinching his chin and looking at him was thinking. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he held the man's waist. His voice was light, and there was a sense of restraint for no reason: "Doctor Qin is still here. Although I know you want to pounce on me, you should restrain yourself a little. Do you understand?"

Bo Jiu:... She just gave me some medicine, why did it change its meaning when it came to the mouth of the great god.

Moreover, what's wrong with the great god's hand that won't let her get up?

As a very perceptive family doctor, Doctor Qin knew that he should choose to disappear at this time.

It's just that the young master's other hand is too serious.

He was thinking about whether to notify the boss and the lady.

And he should also tell the young master of the Fu family that he should indeed restrain himself in some aspects.

The situation of the young master's hand is not optimistic.

After Doctor Qin made the diagnosis, he was about to say something, but Qin Mo looked over.

Doctor Qin took back his words.

Bo Jiu was still asking: "Doctor Qin, how is Brother Mo's hand?"

Doctor Qin smiled: "Nothing serious, but you still need to be careful about some actions, and avoid eating. Drink more bone soup. I will go down and talk to Aunt Zhang about this later."

"Oh?" Nothing serious? Bo Jiu looked at Doctor Qin's head and smiled: "Nothing serious is good."

Doctor Qin packed his things and walked out.

When he called, he didn't expect that the boy would find an excuse to go downstairs and follow him.

When he hung up the phone, he turned around and saw the boy smiling at him, very evil: "As a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded, lying is not good, right?"

Doctor Qin smiled: "As an e-sports god, eavesdropping on other people's phone calls is not very good, what do you think?"

Bo Jiu nodded: "Doctor Qin is right."

Dr. Qin saw the silver-haired boy take a step forward and laughed wantonly: "Fortunately, I listened openly."

Doctor Qin: ...Where's the face?

"Brother Mo's hand,

How is it, I hope Dr. Qin can tell me the real number, so that I can have a better idea." Bo Jiu looked at the person in front of him: "Or, I am somewhat sure that it can be cured."

He has been blocked here, and with the phone call he made to ask the general to come back soon, the other party would not believe him even if he wanted to say it lightly.

In addition, the young master did not allow anyone to watch him before.

Now it is not easy for someone to get close to the young master.

The solution is in place, maybe it will be a good thing.

Doctor Qin is a smart man. Thinking of this, he spoke up: "Since Jiu Shao has mentioned this, I won't hide it. The young master's hand is an old injury, which is not easy to heal. The authority in the United States has also said that the young master's hand needs to be treated and nurtured. Since the national competition began, the weight on the wrist has been getting worse day by day. I can only temporarily reduce the swelling of the young master's hand and stop it from getting worse. Maintain daily life. If you want to really cure the young master's hand, he can't touch the computer in the near future. He has to go to the United States to find an expert. However, this expert has not shown up for several years. Some people say that he has become a family doctor, but no one knows where this person is. "

"What is the name of this expert?" Bo Jiu asked.

Doctor Qin: "Robert, Si."

"You said... what is his name?" Bo Jiu paused when he heard the name, and couldn't help but confirm it again.

Doctor Qin said: "Robert, Si, is an old expert, you probably haven't heard of him."

Bo Jiu touched the bridge of his nose, didn't speak, but his thin lips curled up slightly.

Doctor Qin didn't quite understand what the young master of the Fu family was laughing at.

After that, the other party asked fewer questions and changed the topic to another side without saying a few words.

"By the way, does Doctor Qin know what happened to Brother Mo back then and why his wrist was injured?"

Doctor Qin paused, but his smile did not fade: "I only treat the young master, and I don't know the rest."

Bo Jiu did not believe what the other party said. If she guessed correctly, Doctor Qin also came from the army and should be a military doctor with a title.

Otherwise, there would not be the phone call just now.

Bo Jiu knew that she was not as observant as the great god, but she could see that Doctor Qin's behavior was different from those doctors in ordinary hospitals.

Only people from the military camp would walk with their backs straight, and even stretch their arms, which was different from other people.

But she couldn't force people to say it.

There was one thing that made Bo Jiu very happy.

The person she wanted to kidnap the most was the great god.

She could never find an excuse before.

Now she finally had an excuse.

Robert, Si, was clearly her butler grandfather.

When Bo Jiu was alone before, she was not free from injuries, but they were minor injuries and did not need to go home for treatment.

Before the person who plotted against her was found, she did not plan to contact her family. It was normal for her not to return to her family for half a year.

There was only the housekeeper grandfather in her family. If she contacted him, it would put him in danger. This was Bo Jiu's idea since her rebirth.

Now, does it mean that she can pack up the God and take him away when she leaves Jiangcheng? After all, the God's hand needs treatment, right?

There is such a reason to convince herself.

Bo Jiu did not even suppress the smile on her lips when she entered the door.

Qin Mo lay on the bed, looking at the boy who looked like he had stolen honey, and raised his eyebrows: "If there is any good news, tell me and I will be happy."

Bo Jiu stopped laughing immediately. How could the protagonist know about kidnapping? He walked over, pulled a chair over, sat down handsomely, and supported his chin with one hand: "Nothing, Brother Mo, you don't need to use your hands if you can. Just tell me what you want to do."

Qin Mo put the magazine in his hand aside and asked slowly: "Anything is OK?"

Bo Jiu felt that this was a trap, and curled his lips: "Not suitable for children."

"What are you thinking about all day long." Qin Mo calmly changed the subject: "Speaking of not suitable for children, shouldn't you explain who allowed you to live in the school and watch a bunch of men without clothes wandering in front of you?"

Bo Jiu didn't expect that the national competition was over, and the master had not forgotten this matter. After thinking about it, he said seriously: "It's the third year of high school, it's time to study hard, and living in the school won't delay classes."

Qin Mo laughed when he heard it, and then threw the phone to her.

Bo Jiu clicked it and saw that the post titled "School Grass Frog Jump" on the campus network of No. 1 Middle School was all red.

She was really a little stupid, jumping around the playground with her hands behind her back, and the point was that the school director was standing next to her.

"Study hard?" Qin Mo curled his lips next to her: "Will you be punished?"

Bo Jiu put away her phone: "The school director is jealous of me because I'm too handsome, there's nothing I can do about it, I want to study."

"Since you are so interested, go get the physics book." Qin Mo's voice was indifferent.

Bo Jiu didn't know if the master was doubting her again with this routine, but she knew what happened next: "The national competition is over, it doesn't matter if I fail the physics exam again in the future."

The point is that she wanted to sleep as soon as she saw the physics book.

Qin Mo glanced at her and said in a light tone: "How can the students I taught fail?"

"Brother Mo, I'm not saying this to you, sometimes people really shouldn't be so vain." Bo Jiu didn't want to get the physics book, she touched a cigarette on the coffee table and wanted to light it.

Qin Mo stretched out his left hand and took back the cigarette: "Go eat your candy."

"No candy." She would not think of smoking even if she had candy. As long as she thought about planning to kidnap the great god, she was a little excited and wanted to smoke a cigarette to celebrate.

Qin Mo put the cigarette aside: "No candy in the future, no smoking."

"Brother Mo wants me to quit smoking." Bo Jiu frowned: "Don't you smoke too?"

Qin Mo knew that in order to teach someone well, he must lead by example when appropriate: "I won't smoke when you are here."

"If you want to quit smoking, quit together." Bo Jiu said: "That's fair."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows. This guy was sure that he couldn't quit: "Okay."

Bo Jiu paused, probably because she didn't expect such an answer, and lay there lazily: "Really quit?" The great god smoked more frequently than her, and he quit when he said he would quit. She also admired him.

"As the national school idol, you should also manage your public image." Qin Mo lifted the boy's chin: "The most important thing is your body. How dare you smoke when you have asthma, huh?"

Bo Jiu didn't say anything. After all, the root of asthma is this body. Since she took over this body, she rarely thinks about this aspect.

Seeing that the boy didn't say anything, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

Qin Mo sighed: "Fu Xiaojiu, speak."

Hearing the name Fu Xiaojiu.

Bo Jiu's chest was inexplicably stuffy.

She is not surnamed Fu.

The key is that she can't tell the master what her surname is...

"Don't call me this name."

I didn't expect the person in front of me to be so disgusted with a name.

"What do you want me to call you?" Qin Mo tapped the man's chin with his fingers.

Bo Jiu thought, call me the sponsor daddy.

In any case, just don't call her Fu Xiaojiu.

Because the tone of such pampering is not calling her own name...

Bo Jiu turned her head away, not knowing what she was minded about.

Qin Mo looked at the young man with his face turned to the side and his hair hanging down. He reached out and pulled him back, letting Bo Jiu lie on his chest again. His voice came over and when it sounded in his ears, people could hear the tenderness in it: "Mrs. Qin."

Bo Jiu paused, and her heartbeat changed differently. Mrs. Qin...?

"What?" Qin Mo lowered his eyes and looked at someone's stunned face. His tone was neither fast nor slow: "We've already slept, are you not going to be responsible for me?"

After I kidnap you, you won't let me be responsible.

Bo Jiu endured it for a while and didn't say it out loud. She stretched out her hand to support herself up.

Qin Mo's uninjured hand pressed her back and closed his eyes: "Sleep with me for a while."

This posture?

Bo Jiu, who was being held, raised her eyebrows.