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1119. Chapter 1119 This is the price for killing me eighty-nine

She knocked her head on the ground, making a "dong dong" sound.

While begging, he begged, "I really didn't want to harm the Second Young Madam, I really didn't. Please help me."

Lu Yifan suddenly said: "Thank you."

His three words made Xiao Lin's pleading voice stop suddenly. She raised her head blankly, and the tears rolling down her face also stopped sliding.

Not to mention the other people present, even Xue Hu, who spent the most time with Yifan Lu, was surprised to hear these three words from his mouth. It was particularly fresh.

He recalled in his mind that he had never heard his boss say "thank you" to anyone except his sister-in-law.

Before Xiao Lin could react, Lu Yifan had already turned around and left.

"Let her be healed and taken care of."

He walked to the door and gave instructions to the person guarding the door.

The steps did not stop.

Putting his hands in his trouser pockets, he walked straight towards the elevator.

Thank her for not daring, thank her for knowing how to be grateful, thank her for not hurting his Mu Mu and his children.

He didn't stop anywhere along the way and returned to the hospital in one breath.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, he heard the laughter and laughter coming from Mu Mu's ward, which made him feel warm.

"Little one, go home and sleep with your godmother tonight." Zhao Qingqing's tone was half smiling and half doting.

Xiao Nianxi refused ruthlessly, "No, sleep with Mommy."

Zhao Qingqing: "My godmother will buy you candies and dance with little apples for you."

Nian Xi: "Oman dance...handsome."

Zhao Qingqing: "He dances so handsomely but he can't dance for you."

Nian Xi: "Oman jumps."

"..." Lu Yifan, who was eager to enter the ward and hug his little Nianxi, stopped dead in his tracks, his face getting darker by the second.

His hatred for Zhao Qingqing deepened a little more.

Doesn't it mean that a man and his wife's best friend must become enemies if they can't have a dark knot?

Zhao Xiaobai, you forced me to hate you.

Lu Yifan stood at the door hesitating and struggling.

If he appeared at this time, Zhao Xiaobai would definitely encourage Nian Xi to let him dance the little apple.

It’s better not to go in yet.

At this moment, Xuehu, who was one step behind him, rushed over and said, "Boss."

The sound is extremely loud...

Not only Lu Yifan heard it, but Mu Mu and Zhao Qingqing in the ward also heard it.

Lu Yifan winked at Xue Hu and did not dare to say anything.

He held on to the luck that no one in the ward had heard the call Xue Hu had just made to him.

Xue Hu was sometimes clumsy. When he saw Lu Yifan staring, frowning, and curling his lips, he asked curiously: "Boss, what are you doing?"

As he spoke, he walked past Lu Yifan, stretched his neck and looked inside Mu Mu's ward, "Why don't you go in? What are you doing standing at the door?"

Almost pissed off by this fool, Yifan Lu no longer hesitated and struggled, "You'd better go in now and find a way to get Zhao Xiaobai away."

He said something that left Xuehu confused for a long time, then turned and entered the room.

"Oman."

When Xiao Nianxi saw him, she immediately slid off the sofa and ran towards him with her short legs running quickly.

She ran up to him and hugged his thighs with her fat arms as usual, "I miss Auman."

She raised her head, her eyes were dark and sparkling.

Lu Yifan's appearance made Lu Yifan cute. He bent down and picked up the little girl with both hands. As if a kiss on her left cheek was not enough, he kissed her right cheek again, and after the kiss, he wanted to kiss her mouth again.

Nian Xi reached out to block it.

Yifan Lu pursed his lips tightly and frowned.

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