Wonderful Space: Rebirth Sweet Wife Wants to Rrebel

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Fortunately, these patients are not major illnesses. Unlike obesity, which is not as troublesome as Mrs. Chen before, many of the problems are small problems left after the face or skin is cured. Even if a major problem is found, she only proposes it. , And specific treatment prices, how to choose, still depends on how they go back to think about.

To solve all the patients, lunch time has passed, Shi Moqing carefully felt that she wanted to wake up to Panpan, otherwise she was exhausted without starvation, and then her medicine cost could not be recovered ...

Correct! She is not a pharmacy or a hospital. Is this a plastic surgery institution? Plastic surgery is not the same as seeing a doctor!

Those small illnesses can be solved by just rubbing a little medicine. It is no longer a plastic surgery, not even a small plastic surgery ...

"Do you understand?" Shi Moqing asked with an eyebrow raised.

"I don't understand ..." Gu Panpan shook his head blankly. Isn't obesity a disease? Why did Sister Mo Qing say it was plastic surgery?

"Forget it! Just say it tomorrow, I'll go to make up for it, you look at it, and the caller will say that the doctor is not in the afternoon!" Shi Moqing waved in frustration. If she goes on, she will probably faint. It's better to stay in your own home, whatever you want.

Gu Panpan breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that Sister Mo Qing would continue to talk to her about this esoteric problem. She was willing to come to Lu's processing room and was directed at Sister Mo Qing. Sister Mo Qing appeared in the Weibo video for the first time. The indifferent in her hands has conquered her. Later, she accidentally heard about Mo Qing and she worshiped Mo Qing. It was really amazing!

The bone rubbing operation unexpectedly rose to the third floor, but she wanted to practice the bone rubbing operation. Unfortunately, the space is still being upgraded and I don't know how long it will take.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room on the second floor, Shi Moqing turned on the computer a bit boringly, then went into Weibo, and was frightened by his own Weibo. The fans did n’t say anything, if they did n’t say something, they would be scary. I accidentally glanced at it, and some people said that Mo Qing was so beautiful that it was a pity not to be a star ...

Shi Moqing blinked and decided not to look at this or give a reply. Just when she did n’t come to Weibo today, she just walked around on Weibo. She was attracted by a Weibo. It was actually the Weibo updated by the Fu family. , Tuesday ’s Fu ’s press conference, is n’t it tomorrow?

Shi Moqing raised an eyebrow. Is this to announce the identity of the third brother?

The next day, she wanted to join in the fun, but the patients on the second day only increased, but she wanted to vomit blood, but it was difficult to say she did not want to see a doctor.

It wasn't until night that she sat down and looked at the computer, looked for a while, and found the video of the press conference. It disappeared for a few days. The Fu steward in the video seemed to be a teenager and instantly tired, and it is estimated that he has been in these days They are all dealing with the news of Fu's foreign debt. Now that they can come out and publish the news, it should be almost done.

After announcing the will and asking a lawyer to notarize it, the steward Fu hurried away, leaving only a lonely back.

Shi Moqing moved her head slightly and dialed a phone number. "Uncle Fu! Where are you?"

"My hometown, I'm back home ..." The voice of Fu's housekeeper on the phone was a bit tired and his voice was dumb.

"Returning to my hometown? I also plan to ask Uncle Fu to help me!" Shi Moqing laughed. She called Uncle Fu, in addition to fearing that he had nowhere to go, she really wanted him to help, and the processing room was too messy. Panpan didn't have the authority to refuse those who sought medical treatment. She needed someone like Fu butler who had the majesty to speak without help.

"You don't want to abandon my old bone to hinder me!" Fu steward sighed. She had enough of this heart. He tried his best and left it to Jiahui. He was no longer in debt. He was finished. Entrusted by the deceased old man.

"How can you be disgusted, to ensure that you don't get in the way? Uncle Fu will come to help me sit in the town. I'm exhausted these two days, dozens of patients every day ..." Talking, Shi Moqing began to complain, There is no way to deal with this group of elderly people. Poorness is most effective. The problem is that she is not pretending. This is true ...

"This ..." The steward Fu wanted to refuse, but hesitated a little bit, remembering that the environment there was completely different when Mo Qing was there when he bought it. It was false to say that it wasn't heartbeat. The Fu Family is so relieved!

"Would you like to consider it? Uncle Fu? When it stabilizes, I can give you a break, wherever I want to go! We are in City D, but it is beautiful! Uncle Fu can also live and live!" Shi Moqing's eyes After a bit of slyness, come here first, seriously, there can be a few elderly people who are idle, and Uncle Fu can help look at the processing room, she will definitely relax a lot!

"Okay, then I'll rest in my hometown for a few days and give you a reply!" Fu steward nodded helplessly, this girl is sure she will go?

"Uh-huh, then you rest early! Good night!"

When I hung up the phone, Shi Moqing couldn't help but wanted to jump up. It was great, but she had to make her smelly habit for Uncle Fu, otherwise Uncle Fu couldn't perform well. If you do n’t want to show it to you, do n’t show it to you!

In a villa in Kyoto, Jian Xuemei walked upstairs to the door of her son and knocked gently, "Jiaming? Are you okay?"

The steward Fu suddenly announced that the owner was Jiahui, which really caught them off guard. For her, it was better for her to be a younger son. However, she was afraid that this older son would have an opinion on the younger son. It would be difficult for a good stepmother to do it. !!

In the dark room, Fu Jiaming was sitting in front of the computer, holding a glass of red wine in his hand. Under the fluorescence of the computer, the scarlet liquor was glowing with strange light. His dark eyes were staring at the picture that had been playing ...

Homeowner to Jiahui? He sneered, and the old man took his army. He had planned to bring Fu's Dongshan back, but now? What qualifications does he have to make a comeback on behalf of the Fu family? This owner can be anyone, he can grab it, but why is it Jiahui!

Looking at the comments under that video, some people clamored that the owner of the Fu family should give Shi Moqing, and the wine glass in his hand suddenly hit the ground severely. "Dang!" The glass fell and shattered, and the liquor flowed like blood. All over the place ...

"Jiaming! Jiaming! Are you there? Don't scare mom! If you are not happy, I'll let Jiahui give you the owner, will you?" There was no response in the room, and Jian Xuemei anxiously knocked on the door. She seemed to listen just now. It was the sound of something falling.

For a long time, a dull, hoarse voice came from the room, "Mom, I'm fine, I just fell asleep!"

Jian Xuemei breathed a sigh of relief. She was so afraid that her step-son would hate Jiahui. When he saw that he was just asleep, she hurriedly said, "Then I will give you a bowl of noodles, and you did n’t eat it at night! Come down when you are done! "

There was no response inside, and Jian Xuemei didn't care, turned and went downstairs, but just came down two stairs, and the door opened behind her.