Dear Commander-in-Chief

Fall in love with you Kanshu..

Gong Jue replied in a good mood: "Want to know? Give me a kiss, and my husband will check it out for you!"

That embarrassing expression, how sullen, how sullen.

Gu Qiqi was speechless for a while: "..."

Stupid man, is it really okay for you to play hooligans in front of your parents like this?

Sure enough, the next second.

Gong Qing glanced over coldly like a knife: "No shame, what husband! Who allowed it!"

Song Song smiled slightly, and tugged at the corner of Gong Qing's clothes understandingly: "Brother, don't disturb the young people's dating, it will make you look like an old antique, don't become like Dad back then, okay?"

Gong Qing was stunned by his wife, and he calmed down a bit, but he still muttered unhappily: "Hmph, don't think that when the scandal is over, they can continue to mess around indistinctly! The little actor hired by Gong Sheng is not yet Knowing the origin, it is impossible to continue acting forever, breaking up after a while will be a bunch of shit! Gong Jue and this gold digger..."

As Gong Qing said, his face suddenly changed: "Gold worshiper, you actually released a bowl of blood to the old man without a word! A bowl of blood!! You bastard, stop now!"

Everyone's attention just now was attracted by Gong Sheng's live TV broadcast, and they didn't notice at all that Gu Qiqi was still bleeding the old man, and there was a lot of it!

The old man is almost 80 years old, his body is thin and weak, and he doesn't have much blood in total.

Is there any way to survive after being bled so much by Gu Qiqi?

It's no wonder that Gong Qing was nervous and angry. Even the medical experts beside him dared not speak out, shaking their heads and sighing.

It's a pity that Gong Jue strongly protected Gu Qiqi: "Since you trust her to treat grandpa, you must trust her to the end. What's the matter with you half-way?"

"Hawking? Your grandfather is dying, you bastard!"

"Let Qiqi give up halfway, it's my grandfather's life!"

"Gongjue, get the hell out of here!"

"My daughter-in-law treats the disease, and I protect the law. Why should I leave?"

The two fathers and sons fought again.

Gu Qiqi, on the other hand, had no other distractions and continued to concentrate on bloodletting the old man.

She didn't stop until the bowl of blood was almost full.

"Pour it down." She ordered directly.

Gong Qing was anxious: "Quickly give the old man a blood transfusion!"

"No need!" Gu Qiqi vetoed it.

"With so much blood loss, you still don't let the patient get a blood transfusion! Do you know anything about medicine? You quack!"

"Mr. Gong, whether I understand or not is not up to you, but to the patient. This is the stasis and waste blood in Grandpa's body for so many years. It's no pity. I will give him herbal medicine to restore the hematopoietic function of the bone marrow to help him His bone marrow regenerates new blood. The blood produced by oneself is 10,000 times better than blood transfusion."

Seeing his daughter-in-law hating his father, Gong Jue felt very proud.

Song Song is already used to the atmosphere of mutual hatred in this family, he shook his head helplessly, and moved the chair over: "Qi Qi, sit down and rest for a while, the curative effect will not be seen so soon, we are not in a hurry, just wait slowly."

"Thank you, Auntie, you sit down first." Gu Qiqi reciprocated, being very polite and respectful to Song Song.

Hearing that, Gong Qing felt depressed again.

This gold-worshiping girl has such a sweet mouth, she calls her son her husband, her wife her aunt, and the old man her grandfather. Even Gong Sheng, who has never met before, is honored to be called "big brother" by her.

However, she just called him "Mr. Gong" coldly!

How discriminating against him!

What a disregard for him!

Gong Qing was so angry that he flicked his sleeves: "Hmph! If she can cure the old man with her three-legged kung fu, then I won't be named Gong!"