457: C457 Take a Look at Tang Tang

C457 Take a Look at Tang Tang

"Cough, then I'll choose Bo Qin to send me off!"

Bo Qichen retracted his gaze, "En."

After they decided where they would go tonight, the driver drove Bo Qichen and the two children back to where Tang Qingge was staying. Bo Qin was in charge of taking Tang Qingge to Tang Tang's hospital.

When Tang Qingge went to the hospital, Tang Tang was already asleep. She asked the doctor about Tang Tang's condition. The doctor said that Tang Tang was in a very good condition now and also told her a lot about the future care for this illness. Tang Qingge recorded seriously.

Bo Qin had nothing to do here. After sending her here, he prepared to leave. "Qingge, I will go back first."

"You can go back."

After sending Bo Qin away, Tang Qingge looked at Tang Tang again. Sugar slept soundly. Her eyes were gentle. She kissed her forehead and then went to the lounge in the VIP ward to prepare to rest.

This hospital was arranged by Bo Qichen two days ago and was very famous in Lingang City. Living in the VIP ward for nearly 100,000 a day, but the corresponding VIP ward arrangement was also high-end. The lounge was similar to a hotel room. It had a large bed and a bathroom.

Tang Qingge turned off the light in the lounge and only turned on the small light at the bedside. The light was dim and yellow. After taking a shower, she laid on the bed. After a tiring day, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Gradually, she fell asleep.

There were bodyguards watching outside the ward, so Tang Qingge could sleep in peace.

At midnight, footsteps sounded outside the corridor. The bodyguards outside the door turned to look at the person and immediately retreated to the side respectfully. The man walked to the door of the ward and put his hand on the door handle. He gently pushed the door down and opened the door.

In the ward, Tang Qingge did not sleep very well. When she heard the sound of the door opening, her brows twitched, but when she thought about the bodyguards outside, she did not mind.

Bo Qichen walked to Sugar's bed. Sugar's face on the bed gradually became rosy. Her breathing was steady and her small mouth was smashing. No one knew what kind of sweet dream she was having, but she made a cute sound of snoring.

Tang Qingge gradually felt that something was wrong and slowly opened her eyes. She found that Sugar's bedside lamp was on. She suddenly got up and sat on the bed and saw that it was dyed by the light. He had a gentle side face and gently kissed Sugar's forehead.

Her voice when she got up was very loud. The man slowly turned his face to look at her. He turned his feet and walked towards her. Tang Qingge got off the bed and lowered her voice, "Why are you here?"

"I came to see Tang Tang."

He was Tang Tang's father and it was only right that he want to see Tang Tang.

However, the key was that Tang Tang had fallen asleep.

Tang Qingge hated herself for waking up!

She did not know what to say to him.

The atmosphere was quiet and awkward. She scratched her ears and cheeks. "Um, do your hands still hurt?"

"Yes."

"Well... Pain?! ! "

Tang Qingge widened her beautiful phoenix eyes. Her beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. The big boss actually told her that his hand hurt?

Suddenly, she felt guilty in her heart. She only got hurt because she wanted to save her.

Bo Qichen raised his eyebrows slightly. "What? I shouldn't have hurt?"

"No, no. Did the doctor tell you when to change the dressing? Boss, you can't touch the water when you shower these two days, right? Then when you go to the toilet, with one hand... isn't it quite troublesome?"

Wait, what was she saying?

They looked at each other.

Bo Qichen's lips parted slightly. "Are you very curious about this?"1

Tang Qingge did not have anything to say to find a conversation. In the end, she did not expect that the more they talked, the more awkward it became. After she finished speaking, her expression became awkward. She only wanted to cover her face. What exactly was she saying?!

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