Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 80 I Really Like Qiao Nian

In the VIP ward on the 8th floor, Ye Qichen was lying on the bed with his back bent, staring at the small bottle on the pillow, his beautiful eyes didn't blink, and his raised eyelashes were thick and thick like a small fan.

There was a small white sugar pill in that precious little transparent bottle, and he just stared at that little sugar pill stupidly all day long.

From time to time, I still hold it up, take out the small sugar pill, look at it for a while, and then I don’t want to eat it, so I put it back silently.

Counting the time in my heart, I was thinking about when sister Qiao Nian would come next time.

It's been almost a day and she hasn't come.

Ye Qichen turned over and sat up, his porcelain white face was straight again, his brows were furrowed, and he carefully recalled his performance that day.

As if not good enough.

His eyes dimmed, he picked up the small bottle, and his mood suddenly sank again. He wondered if it was because he was not good enough that sister Qiao Nian didn't want to come to see him today?

As soon as the doorknob rang, he turned around and saw his little uncle coming in with Qiao Nian in his arms.

Ye Qichen almost bounced off the bed, his face of self-loathing was swept away, his beautiful cat eyes were shining, and he immediately burst into a big smile, unable to control his excitement, he called out crisply: "Sister!"

Ye Wangchuan frowned, glanced at him with pitch-black eyes, and said softly: "Keep your voice down."

He carried her in and said to the child on the bed: "She's tired, Chenchen, let your bed come out and let her sleep for a while?"

Qiao Nian rubbed between her brows, her voice was hoarse, and she struggled to get down: "No, I don't need to sleep, just let me sit on the sofa and rest."

Ye Wangchuan narrowed his eyes, but didn't answer. He looked in Ye Qichen's direction, and his deep voice was like a magnetic drum: "She just finished the operation and stood there for four hours."

These words were obviously spoken to Ye Qichen.

Gu San followed the door, sure enough, is the young master unwilling to give up his bed?

Hey, the young master has a strong sense of territoriality since he was a child, and the request of Master Wang is too strong and difficult for others.

He glanced inside worriedly, ready to go out and prepare another ward anytime.

He guessed right, Ye Qichen did hesitate for a moment, but he nodded and agreed after only a moment: "Okay."

Then he quickly got out of bed with his things in his arms, and after he got down, he thoughtfully helped Qiao Nian fold the quilt that was messed up by him on the bed.

Ye Qichen's pink face showed a thin layer of red, as if he was shy, he stood on the side of the bed embarrassedly and picked his fingers and said to Qiao Nian: "Sister, I, I didn't know you were coming..."

He would have asked his little uncle to change the quilt if he knew it earlier, and the pillows on the bed should be the best, the pillows are the only ones that are comfortable to sleep on.

Annoyance flashed across Ye Qichen's watery eyes. After thinking about it, he pursed his mouth and gave Qiao Nian his most beloved little rabbit doll: "I like it the most when I'm sleeping. It's very good. With it, I can protect my sister."

Ye Wangchuan knew that his rabbit doll was a birthday present he bought for him on his first birthday. The little guy is usually a treasure and never wants to share it with others.

It seems that he really likes Qiao Nian.

He bent down to put the person in his arms down, helped her take off her shoes, bent over to pull up the quilt, and lowered his eyelids: "You just sleep here with Chenchen, we'll go back later."

Qiao Nian was forced onto the bed and covered with a quilt. Several pairs of eyes stared at her, making her restless.

Ye Wangchuan put his hand on her forehead, suddenly covered her eyes, and forced: "Sleep, you need to rest now, don't think about anything, let's talk about it when you have some rest."

(End of this chapter)