Shenhao: I'm Really A Big Villain

Back at Jiangnan No. 1, Mu Yuyan was always by Lin Wanqing's side, serving tea and water, and asking for warmth, which made Lin Wanqing feel both warm and wry smiles, "You girl, you are a seven-year-old or eighty-year-old mother. Is it? You can't even walk?"

Mu Yuyan shook her head, her beautiful face was still in shock, "Am I afraid? Mom, why don't I accompany you back to Yanjing tomorrow, the hospital there is the top in the country, and it can definitely treat this coronary heart disease. be cured."

"Hey..." Lin Wanqing sighed helplessly in her heart, "How can coronary heart disease be cured so easily? I don't know how many rich people are suffering from this disease, and one day they will stay up all night without care. Now, I didn't expect this disease to fall on me."

"Mom..." Mu Yuyan's eyes turned red again.

She really didn't dare to think about what her life would be like without her mother.

The mother and daughter huddled together on the sofa in the living room. Two beauties, one big and one small, really formed a beautiful landscape.

Qin Lang sat across from the coffee table and coughed softly, "Aunt, Yuyan, don't worry too much, it's part of the treatment of this disease, but more of it needs to be recuperated.

Well, when you return to Yanjing, Aunt, I will tell my family and arrange Aunt to live in the Xiangshan Sanatorium for a period of time. In terms of medical level, the Xiangshan Sanatorium is definitely the best in China!

Aunt, as long as you follow the doctor's instructions and take care of yourself, there will be no major problems. "

Fragrant Hills Sanatorium?

Lin Wanqing's eyes suffocated, "Can I go in there?"

In Huaxia, there are very few people in the Xiangshan Sanatorium because it is not open to the public.

Who lives in it, who is not the Taishan Beidou of the Huaxia Shijie?

Not only are there the most sophisticated medical instruments, but the doctors are also world-renowned. To put it bluntly, the Xiangshan Sanatorium is equivalent to the ancient Tai Hospital!

Qin Lang replied with a smile, "I don't know about others, but Aunt, you're here..." Halfway through, he looked at Mu Yuyan who was still red-eyed, and continued, "Looking at Yuyan's frightened expression I feel very distressed about the appearance of Aunt. Anyway, Aunt, you don't have to worry about this, it's really not good, I'll ask grandpa to say hello to the director of Xiangshan Sanatorium."

"Xiao Qin, you have your heart..." Lin Wanqing saw that her future son-in-law cared so much about her daughter, what did she think, how she liked it, "But, the old man of the Qin family..."

If it wasn't for Qin Lang, maybe one day she would suddenly die of a myocardial infarction, and she wouldn't know what happened.

It is useless to say more about gratitude, but to let the old man of the Qin family come forward, Lin Wanqing is somewhat worried. After all, the Xiangshan Sanatorium is equivalent to a hospital, and not everyone can arrange it. It is not that he does not believe in the status of the old man.

Mr. Qin is the only remaining old meritorious achievement since the founding of China!

The real big man of Taishan Beidou level.

If you help her to come forward in this matter, she is worried that she will be gossiped by some big people who don't deal with it.

Mu Yuyan took her mother's hand, "Mom, don't refuse, this is also Qin Lang's heart."

She wanted to accompany her mother back to Yanjing for treatment, but no matter how good a hospital in Huaxia was, how could it compare to the Xiangshan Sanatorium?

"Then... Well, I finally came to Tianhai City. I don't want to go back in such a hurry. If I stay for a few more days, I will trouble Xiao Qin after I go back."

...

In Tianhai City, Lin Wanqing only stayed for three days before returning to Beijing.

In the living room of the villa, Mu Yuyan was sitting next to Qin Lang. Without her mother, the two were alone, and the atmosphere seemed a little weird.

"How's my mother's side? Can I enter the Xiangshan Sanatorium?" She turned her head, looked at Qin Lang's handsome profile, and asked in a low voice.

"It's already been arranged. When Aunt gets off the plane, someone will directly arrange to live in. You can rest assured." Qin Lang replied, placing his hand on the back of Mu Yuyan's slender and smooth hand.

Mu Yuyan didn't seem to feel it at all, or in other words, in the three days of getting along, she was already used to such small gestures.

In my mind, even the self-consolation of being scratched by a dog never rose again.

"How's it going? My future son-in-law has been doing okay these days, right?" Qin Lang tried to pull Mu Yuyan's wrist, and with a little force, he hugged him into his arms.

Mu Yuyan felt the broad chest, struggled a little, then gave up with a blushing face.

I don't know what's going on, maybe I want to repay Qin Lang's gratitude?

Or maybe Qin Lang's performance in the past few days has completely changed her inherent impression?

real!

Mu Yuyan never thought that Qin Lang would behave so well in front of her mother.

Could it be that the arrogance of Qin Lang's second-generation son was all disguised?

Otherwise, how could Qin Lang have such superb tea skills in such a short period of time?

During these three days, Qin Lang would come to the villa every day, chat with her mother, and make tea for her.

There are twelve ways of tea art, lighting incense and burning incense to eliminate delusions, washing a cup of ice to remove the mundane world, cooling soup and jade pot to raise Taihe, pouring tea into the Qing Palace to welcome beautiful women...

Even a former lady like her mother couldn't help admiring and admiring her.

This is a complete appreciation from the perspective of tea art.

Also, as soon as they learned of the illness, Mu Yuyan and Lin Wanqing couldn't help thinking about it at night, which led to insomnia.

Qin Lang, who learned of this situation, not only did not get bored, but also played a soothing and tranquil piano lullaby for them.

The graceful sound of the violin, like the babbling of a clear spring in the mountains, flickers on the hearts of the people, and involuntarily it will calm down.

If it wasn't for Mu Yuyan who secretly ran downstairs to take a peek, and watched Qin Lang's slender fingers slide skillfully on the black and white keys, accompanied by the melodious music, she would definitely not believe that Qin Lang would have that like piano skills!

"It's not bad, keep it up." Mu Yuyan snuggled into Qin Lang's arms like a real couple, rubbed his palm on his belly, and said in surprise, "I don't see it, you're still in shape. It's good, but there are still abdominal muscles?"

Qin Lang smiled, pinched Mu Yuyan's waist, opened her pair of slender legs, let her sit on his body, and laughed playfully, "There are more things you didn't see."

Looking at each other, Mu Yuyan was wearing the same clothes that Lin Wanqing had the day she first arrived.

Pink blouse, translucent, with dark blue skinny jeans.

Under its slender figure, it appears a bit more charming and cool.

A mother-daughter flower suit?

Qin Lang followed Mu Yuyan's slender waist with both hands, and pulled the wide pink gown back. The whole graceful curve was revealed in a fair manner. He glanced down at the holy twin peaks, and couldn't help but admire, "You're in good shape too."