Chapter 3571
Don't look down and see the old Gong struggling in his arms.
He clenched his teeth. I've seen you for a long time! He was holding a bad old man, still struggling in his arms, as if he would trample, trample him.
"Do you think I would?" Said Mo Qiu.
He went into the ward with Gong Lao in his arms. Suddenly, he had a plan. He couldn't manage so much. He threw Gong Lao on his illness and turned him over.
"You, be careful, my waist." Gong Lao groaned in pain.
Don't beg to listen, raised a hand to hit a few times toward his buttock: "quiet a bit, so old age, still afraid of pain?"
“…….”
Mo Yanchen came in and wanted to say something.
Mo Qiu went to one side, reached out and picked up the syringe, went forward, tore it hard, and took the needle to the old man's buttock.
"Hiss." Gong Lao was in pain and sweating. He propped up, gritted his teeth and said, "I hurt my waist. What kind of injection do you have“
Don't ask to blow the syringe, just put it aside, handsome said: "look at your poor complexion, give you some glucose supplement, free of charge."
In other words, it seems that it's his honor to give him an injection.
"Waist, right?" Mo Qiu stepped forward, put out his hand and lifted it up. After blowing into his hand, he felt towards Gong Lao's waist.
"Ah, ha ha, ha ha, don't scratch. I'm a pain, not an itch." Gong Lao suddenly began to laugh.
The laughter reverberated in the apartment.
Mo Wen and a Ze, both attracted by his laughter, ran to this side and looked in. Mo Qiu was standing by the bed, feeling the old man.
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what had happened.
"Ha ha, no, that's enough."
They turned silently and said, "go to find Qiming to drink“
"Well." Ah Ze nodded hard and didn't want to stay for a moment. Looking at Mo Qiu, he was going crazy.
Mo Yanchen stepped forward and put his hand on Mo Qiu's shoulder: "help him see the injury."
Under the words, he signaled to stop making trouble.
"I'm looking for him." Mo Qiu said, pressing hard, Gong Lao's body tilted up and fell heavily on the bed! I'm weak.
Mo Qiu retracted his hand, flicked a finger at him and said, "OK."
“…….”
Gong Lao can't believe that he has lost half of his life. He actually agreed.
"What's the matter with a man of your age? Do you know who I am? Don't you dare to be disrespectful to me just now, believe me or not... "Gong Lao turned out of bed and roared at Mo Qiu.
Mo Qiu's bracelet was on his chest. He touched his chin with his fingertips and looked at him. He said, "remember to pay for the medicine. I'll write a bill for you“
"What?"
Mo Qiu rolled his eyes and scolded him: "it's said that people surnamed Gong have a good IQ. It seems that you should be mentally retarded. You will stand up. Are you still injured?"
"Listen to me, Mr. Gong twisted his waist and found that it was good.
Mo Qiu went out, gave a total directly, say: "remember, remit to my account, a cent also cannot be little."
Mo Yanchen knew that Mo Qiu was cheating again, but he didn't want to worry about it! Turn around silently and walk out.
Seeing him go, Gong Lao quickly raised his legs and followed him: "Hey, that... Mo Yanchen."
"Well, what's up?" Mo Yanchen stopped and waited for him.
Gong Lao stepped forward and kept rubbing his hands! Glancing at him, he asked, "are you free?"
"What's the matter?" Mo Yanchen picked pick Junmei, asked.
Listen to Gong Lao, he said awkwardly: "I owe Shen Chengjing a meal."
He clenched his teeth. I've seen you for a long time! He was holding a bad old man, still struggling in his arms, as if he would trample, trample him.
"Do you think I would?" Said Mo Qiu.
He went into the ward with Gong Lao in his arms. Suddenly, he had a plan. He couldn't manage so much. He threw Gong Lao on his illness and turned him over.
"You, be careful, my waist." Gong Lao groaned in pain.
Don't beg to listen, raised a hand to hit a few times toward his buttock: "quiet a bit, so old age, still afraid of pain?"
“…….”
Mo Yanchen came in and wanted to say something.
Mo Qiu went to one side, reached out and picked up the syringe, went forward, tore it hard, and took the needle to the old man's buttock.
"Hiss." Gong Lao was in pain and sweating. He propped up, gritted his teeth and said, "I hurt my waist. What kind of injection do you have“
Don't ask to blow the syringe, just put it aside, handsome said: "look at your poor complexion, give you some glucose supplement, free of charge."
In other words, it seems that it's his honor to give him an injection.
"Waist, right?" Mo Qiu stepped forward, put out his hand and lifted it up. After blowing into his hand, he felt towards Gong Lao's waist.
"Ah, ha ha, ha ha, don't scratch. I'm a pain, not an itch." Gong Lao suddenly began to laugh.
The laughter reverberated in the apartment.
Mo Wen and a Ze, both attracted by his laughter, ran to this side and looked in. Mo Qiu was standing by the bed, feeling the old man.
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what had happened.
"Ha ha, no, that's enough."
They turned silently and said, "go to find Qiming to drink“
"Well." Ah Ze nodded hard and didn't want to stay for a moment. Looking at Mo Qiu, he was going crazy.
Mo Yanchen stepped forward and put his hand on Mo Qiu's shoulder: "help him see the injury."
Under the words, he signaled to stop making trouble.
"I'm looking for him." Mo Qiu said, pressing hard, Gong Lao's body tilted up and fell heavily on the bed! I'm weak.
Mo Qiu retracted his hand, flicked a finger at him and said, "OK."
“…….”
Gong Lao can't believe that he has lost half of his life. He actually agreed.
"What's the matter with a man of your age? Do you know who I am? Don't you dare to be disrespectful to me just now, believe me or not... "Gong Lao turned out of bed and roared at Mo Qiu.
Mo Qiu's bracelet was on his chest. He touched his chin with his fingertips and looked at him. He said, "remember to pay for the medicine. I'll write a bill for you“
"What?"
Mo Qiu rolled his eyes and scolded him: "it's said that people surnamed Gong have a good IQ. It seems that you should be mentally retarded. You will stand up. Are you still injured?"
"Listen to me, Mr. Gong twisted his waist and found that it was good.
Mo Qiu went out, gave a total directly, say: "remember, remit to my account, a cent also cannot be little."
Mo Yanchen knew that Mo Qiu was cheating again, but he didn't want to worry about it! Turn around silently and walk out.
Seeing him go, Gong Lao quickly raised his legs and followed him: "Hey, that... Mo Yanchen."
"Well, what's up?" Mo Yanchen stopped and waited for him.
Gong Lao stepped forward and kept rubbing his hands! Glancing at him, he asked, "are you free?"
"What's the matter?" Mo Yanchen picked pick Junmei, asked.
Listen to Gong Lao, he said awkwardly: "I owe Shen Chengjing a meal."