Chen Mu was still worried about Jiao Xiaojun's health.
"Hehehe..."
"Hehehe!!!"
Suddenly.
A strange sound came from beside him.
Chen Mu turned his head.
And saw Jiao Xiaojun's girlfriend standing beside him.
Holding her face.
Smiling like an idiot.
Jiao Xiaojun's girlfriend met Chen Mu's gaze.
Instinctively.
She wanted to rush to Chen Mu like before.
But this time.
She had just started moving.
She was stopped by Su Bingbing.
Facing the confused look from Jiao Xiaojun's girlfriend, Su Bingbing smiled tightly, "Miss, Dr. Chen's not in the best shape right now, he can't handle your antics."
Still sitting on the hospital bed, Chen Mu: "???
—
"Is it because my head is full of paint, what my wife said, how does it sound both right and wrong?"
"It's right because she's telling the truth."
"It's wrong because her explanation really makes one wonder, my wife's ability to express herself, it's hard not to think more…"
