Seeing that Qi Xue was tired, Mo Xiang helped her lie down, covered her with a quilt, and walked out.
Taking the soup bowl to the kitchen and scrubbing it clean, Mo Xiang washed his hands, then walked to the entrance, started to change his shoes, and planned to leave the apartment.
"Master Xiang, are you really not staying here for the night?"
Aunt Wang, who had not fallen asleep, heard the noise outside, put on her clothes and walked out
"Haha! Xue'er lives here, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for me to stay!"
Smiling, Mo Xiang couldn't help but think of Shen Tianqi's sour and jealous temper, so he didn't want to bring any more misunderstandings and troubles to Qi Xue.
"Master Xiang, please tell me, Miss Qi, who just had a miscarriage, is the child she aborted, whether it is yours..."
Lowering her voice, Aunt Wang leaned into Mo Xiang's ear and asked in a low voice
"Well……"
After hearing this, Mo Xiang couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He thought for a while and followed Aunt Wang's example, lying next to her ear and whispering: "Aunt Wang, don't get me wrong, Xue'er is just my patient... …”
"Master Xiang, please don't fool me!"
After listening to Mo Xiang's explanation, Aunt Wang couldn't help but smile and roll her eyes at him, "Master Xiang, I know you are the director of the hospital, but if you take such painstaking care of every patient, your hospital would have been destroyed long ago. It’s going to close down!”
"Aunt Wang, look at what you said! Doctors are like parents. I also feel sorry for Xue'er. Now she has no place to live and my apartment is empty, so I brought her here!"
After putting on his shoes, Mo Xiang stood up, opened the door and walked out.
Aunt Wang hurriedly stepped forward, took Mo Xiang's hand, and continued to chatter, "Master Xiang, if you really like this Miss Qi, you should do it earlier!
Hey! Aunt Wang is not that feudal. The master and his wife have always been very open-minded. I don’t think they would mind that Miss Qi was pregnant with another man’s child.
But you, Master Xiang, look at you, you are almost thirty, you don’t even have a girlfriend, let alone the master and his wife, even Aunt Wang is worried with you!"
Hearing this, Mo Xiang smiled on his face, but there was a hint of bitterness in his eyes. He nodded, "Okay, I know your painstaking efforts are just that, I really just love Xue'er as my own sister.
Aunt Wang, it’s getting late, I’ll leave first, and you should settle in earlier!”