Chapter 61 The Little Ancestor From Beijing

On the 8th floor of the inpatient department in Nanyuan Area A, this floor is full of independent wards, with air conditioning, TV sets, and even a separate refrigerator and a small independent living room.

Qiao Yan's nervous palms were sweating at the moment. She hurried home after school in the afternoon, changed her clothes and put on make-up, followed Fu Ge to the hospital to visit a man from Beijing who was said to be extremely valuable. relatives.

Although the Qiao family is rich, after all, they can't squeeze into the upper circles around the city, let alone reach the corners of Beijing.

So I heard Fu Ge say that the person they want to visit is young, but everyone in the Fu family's treasure, even Mrs. Fu, is a little ancestor who can't be offended.

She was nervous all the way, even Fu Ge could see it.

Before entering the ward, he held her shoulder considerately and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, you have prepared so many toys for Chenchen. If you are so good, he will like you."

"Besides, I'm still with you, so what are you afraid of?"

Qiao Yan's delicate face was snow-white. Hearing this, he felt a little more at ease. He lowered his eyelids shyly, pulled his arm, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid I didn't do a good job and I'll embarrass you."

Fu Ge likes the appearance of her relying on her wholeheartedly, but Qiao Nian will never be able to do it. He lowered his head and hooked the bridge of the girl's nose with his hand. He smiled slightly, showing his manliness: "Little idiot. Isn't this me? My mother and brother are both here, let's go in."

"Um."

When Qiao Yan thought of meeting Mrs. Fu again, she remembered the scene where they were slumped together in the Academic Affairs Office today, and she panicked.

The smile on his face also seemed a little reluctant. He held Fu Ge's hand and opened the door of the ward together.

...

In the ward, a 5-year-old boy was sitting on the hospital bed, with a beautiful face that looked like a well-carved ice and snowy cuteness.

It's the anger in those eyes.

Mrs. Fu has been circling around him enthusiastically.

"Mom, brother. I brought anger here. Is Chenchen okay?" Fu Ge greeted the people in the ward.

Mrs. Fu and Fu Sinian turned their heads at the same time, and Mrs. Fu just said 'en', and then ignored Qiao's anger.

Apparently, she was still angering her for what happened in the morning at Yizhong.

Qiao An was at a loss and felt even more aggrieved. She couldn't be blamed for that. Who knew that Qiao Nian acted bravely, and Mrs. Fu herself did not tell them that her relative was a second-generation ancestor who lived on the street.

Fortunately, Fu Ge spoke to her softly and helped her get rid of the siege: "Sorry, didn't you buy a pear for Chenchen? Would you like to cut a pear for Chenchen?"

Qiao Yan was suffering from no chance to express himself, so he nodded hurriedly: "I'll go right away."

After a while, her pear was peeled out, and she was very careful not to peel off all the pear skin. She used the pear skin to make a small piece of pear flesh into a cute bunny shape, and she was full of confidence. past.

"Auntie, I cut some fruit for Chenchen."

Mrs. Fu didn't like her at first, but now she can't coax the child. Seeing that she came with the fruit, and the shape of the fruit was good, she moved away, and it was rare to look at her directly: "You try to eat Chenchen. don't eat?"

Isn't it just to coax a child, Qiao Yan walked to the hospital bed with confidence, and greeted the person on the bed gently and enthusiastically: "Is your name Chenchen? Hello. I'm your Uncle Fu Ge's friend."

"..." He ignored her.

Qiao Yan was not discouraged, he used a toothpick to pick up a pear in the shape of a rabbit and handed it over: "Chenchen is hungry, do you want to eat a pear? You see this pear looks like a little rabbit, the little rabbit looks so cute, they All told Chenchen to play with them."

Ye Qichen finally looked at her, those obsidian-like eyes reflected her shadow, Qiao Yan was nervous, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, thinking he had succeeded.

who knows.

"Are you stupid?"