Seeing that Mrs. Zheng had signed it, Mo Jingyao took it, glanced at it and put it away, "Can we see a doctor now?"
Mrs. Zheng nodded, "Miaomiao, come here."
"Miao Miao?" Yu Se was startled and asked.
When she entered Zheng's house, she saw only Mrs. Zheng.
She thought it was Mrs. Zheng's child or family member, but unexpectedly a little piglet ran over.
Yu Se was stunned for a moment. Although this little pig looked cute, she felt a little awkward looking at it.
"Pet pig? How many years have you had it?" Mrs. Zheng was in front, and Miao Miao followed behind her. Yu Se looked at each person and the pig, and suddenly felt that Mrs. Zheng was a little pitiful.
Mr. Zheng has become a vegetative state. She must not be used to such a beautiful woman having to stay alone in an empty room, so she went to Ma Biyun to make a fuss and vent her anger.
In fact, when she first saw Mrs. Zheng, she even gossiped about whether Mrs. Zheng had a pretty boy, but Mr. Zheng discovered it, and then she simply turned Mr. Zheng into a vegetative state.
Most of the grievances between wealthy families are like this.
But when she saw a little pig accompanying Mrs. Zheng, she felt inexplicably that she might have guessed wrong.
Well, it was just random thoughts and gossip, with no basis at all.
It's just that if a woman is too beautiful, it's easy for people to gossip, and she is no exception. She likes to gossip about beautiful people, but it's not disgusting, it's just gossip in her heart, and she won't force things on Mrs. Zheng if she's not sure.
of.
It's not like some people who just guessed and then believed it and took it seriously.
She's not like that.
Mrs. Zheng arrived at the door of the master bedroom and turned around, "The smell of the disinfectant is a bit strong. I heard that Mrs. Mo is pregnant. Is it okay?"
Yu Se shook her head, "It doesn't matter." It seemed that Mrs. Zheng knew a lot about her.
Maybe Mrs. Zheng did some research on her identity and situation on her way here, so she knew she was pregnant.
This is a woman who doesn’t fight the battles she’s unsure of.
Being beautiful does not affect her IQ. She is still methodical in doing things and likes to do things well prepared.
"Then please come in." Mrs. Zheng opened the bedroom door.
Sure enough, as soon as the door opened a crack, a strong smell of disinfectant wafted over.
It's really quite strong.
This is how much disinfectant was sprayed on Mr. Zheng’s bedroom.
"My husband has mysophobia, so I have to spray disinfectant every day for fear that he will not sleep comfortably." When she said "sleep", her eyes were a little sad, which was the sadness that naturally emanated.
It seems that Mr. Zheng's current situation really makes her very unhappy.
It's not like he was pretending.
Ma Biyun also followed in, then took out her mobile phone and started sending messages.
Naturally, it is given to metaphors.
"Based on my many years of medical experience, the disinfectant in this bedroom is not sprayed freshly. It is very thick and seems to have seeped into every corner of the bedroom. It is indeed sprayed every day, instead of dealing with us and not wanting us to smell anything.
The smell just comes out.”
Yu Se felt her phone vibrate, and immediately took out her phone and saw the message sent by Ma Biyun.
It has to be said that Ma Biyun really has no experience with disinfectant.
She really can't do it.
Experience is accumulated over time, and she has only been practicing medicine for less than a year.
She nodded and sent a form to show that she had seen it.
I have to say that Ma Biyun was like a roundworm in her stomach, and he immediately guessed what she was thinking.