Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Ji Lin's voice trembled with excitement, "Young Master, you mean... The girl who is a genius doctor is a young lady!"

Shi Qingjue nodded, her ink pupils full of determination.

Although he has not yet mastered direct evidence, he is already convinced in his heart, "Grandpa can do a paternity test when he wakes up."

"It's time to do it." Ji Lin's old eyes gleamed again, "Sir will definitely be very happy!"

At this moment, Liu Wanshuang was about to pick up a cup of hot water.

As soon as she walked to the door of the ward, she suddenly heard the conversation between Ji Lin and Shi Qingjue, and her heart tightened.

"Shi Qinglan?" Liu Wanshuang opened her eyes in shock.

She clenched the water glass in her hand tightly, and supported the wall with the other hand, so that she did not fall so weakly with her legs.

She said how the girl looked like Shi Qingjue's mother!

So...she is the missing daughter of the Shi clan?

"Since you've been missing for so many years, just stay outside! Why are you coming back to grab me!" Liu Wanshuang gritted her teeth.

Jealousy and resentment flashed in her eyes.

This person seems to be absolutely impossible to stay!

...

Shi Qinglan felt some abdominal pain when she left the hospital.

She frowned lightly, covered her lower abdomen and stood on the side of the road to take a taxi. By the way, she called the Medical Research Institute, "This weekend, I will send a few people from the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine to Huaxia Mingcheng."

"Boss, you would rather be in that small city than go back to country A to inherit the research institute. The old dean knew that he would be crazy!"

Shi Qinglan was distracted by abdominal pain at the moment.

She didn't bother to think about this kind of thing, she pursed her lips and endured the pain, "Just don't let that old man come to Mingcheng."

Hearing that, there was a violent protest from the phone, but Shi Qinglan ruthlessly hung up the phone and got into the taxi.

In Qinglan Waterside Pavilion.

Bo Yucheng was sitting on the sofa in the living room, his slender legs folded lazily, with his office laptop on his lap, processing emails while waiting for the girl to come home.

"Crack-"

The door of the villa squeaked suddenly.

Bo Yucheng immediately took off the computer and got up. The girl was hugged into a hot embrace as soon as she entered the room. Before she could react, her petite body was wrapped by a man.

"Why are you back so late, eh?"

He pressed his chin against the top of the girl's hair and gently rubbed it, closing his eyes and smelling the faint fragrance lingering in her hair.

Shi Qinglan's face with abdominal pain turned pale, she put her arms around the man's waist vainly, "The owner of the Shi family's chaebol is critically ill. Their housekeeper asked me for help and went to the hospital."

Bo Yucheng laughed softly, "How can you help?"

"I told you before that I know medical skills." Shi Qinglan pursed her red lips lightly, she broke free from his embrace and wanted to go upstairs to rest, but before she had time to leave, her hands were clenched again.

Bo Yucheng's eyes sank.

The hot big palm covered her hand, holding it tightly as if trying to convey some warmth, "Why is your hand so cold?"

He looked down at the girl, but found that the delicate and bright little face was a little pale, and his complexion looked haggard.

"Lan Lan, is there any discomfort in your body?"

Bo Yucheng frowned tightly, Mo Tong was instantly a little nervous, and even his heart was pulled up.

Shi Qinglan didn't know how to answer.

Bo Yucheng's eyes gradually became darker, he secretly thought about the time, and gently pressed against her forehead, "Period?"

"Um..." The girl bit her lip and responded in a very low voice.

After all, this kind of thing involves girls' privacy, so Shi Qinglan couldn't open it up so generously.

But the next second she felt the soles of her feet vacate.

"what--"