Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

"Brother, please don't ignore me."

Jiang Shaoqing looked at Mu Qingan's tearful eyes filled with grievance, and his heart trembled for some reason. This guy did not inherit the bone structure of the Mu family. He probably looked more like his mother.

I heard that Mu Qing'an's mother is a great beauty and a star in the entertainment industry.

It's a pity that the family fell into poverty and the beauty died young...

Of course, Jiang Shaoqing is not a person who is easily emotional, and Mu Qingan's expression is not directed at him.

He is soft-hearted, but not that soft-hearted.

Normally he would tease Mu Qing'an and ask him to call him brother, but this guy's mouth was like a clam and he would never say that.

Haha, I don’t know how many times I called out to him just now.

He just tried to pay attention to him.

"Okay, I'll pay attention to you. I know you are sick. Be good, wipe your tears and lie down to sleep." Jiang Shaoqing raised his chin and said proudly.

Mu Qingan actually raised her hand to wipe her tears obediently and lay down. Before she lay down, she struggled to get even further.

"Brother, I want to stay at your house when I'm discharged from the hospital. Is that okay?"

Jiang Shaoqing held his forehead with his hand. He couldn't agree to this question.

If he agreed, Mu Qingyuan would beat him to death!

"No." Jiang Shaoqing refused decisively.

"elder brother……"

Mu Qingan was now like a puppy wagging its tail, and he even pulled his hand and shook it.

Jiang Shaoqing got goosebumps all over his body. Anyway, he was not the one to bear the consequences. If he refused to admit it, what could the Mu Qingyuan brothers do to him?

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Mu Qing'an got a positive answer, lay down with a smile, and fell asleep soon.

Jiang Shaoqing, a sober man, was speechless and asked the heaven.

What is going on?

He wiped his face and simply lay down.

He went to bed at four in the morning last night, and was woken up by Mu Qingyuan before six. He had just taken a nap when he was awakened by Mu Qingan, the ancestor...

His eyelids were drooping, his brain...was out of control...he needed to shut down first...

So, in a noisy corner of the emergency room, one person was lying on the bed with a fever and falling asleep, while the other was lying on the side of the bed, too sleepy to be woken up even by drumming. They didn’t even have time to separate their hands, and they both slept like pigs together…

As soon as Mu Qingyuan left the hospital, he logged into his email with his mobile phone. There was only one page of information about Song Liangjie, but the introduction of the Song family was five or six pages long.

The Song family is not at the top of the business world in City S, but the Qianli Group has been developing steadily for decades. The chairman is Song Liangjie's third uncle Song Xiuqi, who is a low-key person. He has two sons and one daughter, all of whom are trained within the company and are responsible for the business.

We are taking a steady and solid approach.

What makes people fear the Song family is not their business career, but their political career.

From the few pieces of information available, it is known that almost all the elder members of the Song family are in politics. After the old man retired from the political arena, his eldest son has reached the provincial level and has a daughter named Song Simin.

Song Simin, a man of dignified appearance in his early thirties, has outstanding academic qualifications and abilities. In the past few years, he has been working in the grassroots field of science and technology and is now working in the Science and Technology Department of S City.

Seeing this, Mu Qingyuan's deep eyes were like the undercurrents of the deep sea.

No wonder Song Liangjie was so bold. He dared to take action in a restaurant in a shopping mall in broad daylight. It turns out he is so unscrupulous.

But, can such a family tolerate descendants with such bad reputation and flawed character?

Mu Qingyuan curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer. No matter who Song Liangjie was, if anyone dared to touch him, he would make him pay the price!

Looking at the time, Mu Qingyuan thought about it and just left a message to Zhou Rui, asking him to contact him as soon as he finished checking on Song Liangjie.

On the way home, there was a bit of traffic during the morning rush hour, and Mu Qingyuan was eager to go home.

At this time, Jian Zhinian should not be asleep yet, right?

Perhaps, he could take a detour and go to the back door of F University to buy Jian Zhinian's favorite wontons and braised beef in soy sauce...

Compared to Mu Qingyuan's increasingly stable and peaceful life in recent days, Jiang Shaoqing is a bit miserable.

He was woken up by the nurse before he had enough sleep.

"Hey, family, family, the patient's IV has run out of blood, and the blood is almost flowing back into the drip bucket, why don't you ring the bell?"

"I've never seen anyone so careless..."

Before Jiang Shaoqing could come to his senses, the nurse pushed the stool under his butt with her foot, forcing him to get up and avoid it.

When Jiang Shaoqing stood up, he realized that his hand, which had been held for a long time, was numb. At the same time, his arm, which was resting on his head, and his legs, which had not moved for a long time, were also numb.

All the limbs felt numb and tingling. That feeling... Jiang Shaoqing couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Before he could figure out what was going on, the person on the bed woke up slowly. His hazy eyes swept around and finally stopped on Jiang Shaoqing's face.

Mu Qing'an suddenly woke up and opened his eyes wide.

"Jiang Shaoqing! Why are you here? Where is my brother?" Mu Qing'an sat up suddenly and looked at Jiang Shaoqing warily.

"Patient, do you still want the back of your hand? If you move it again, it will soon become a steamed bun, the kind with blood on it. If you don't want to eat lunch, you can just chew it!"

Mu Qing'an glanced at the back of his hand. It was blue and a little swollen.

"I'm sorry, nurse, I won't move. I'll get lunch at noon. I don't have the hobby of eating blood-soaked bread."

The nurse burst out laughing, it turns out that handsome guys are all interesting.

Jiang Shaoqing doesn't think so. Now the nurses in the hospital are as fierce as Yakshas!

And there was this kid Mu Qing'an, who was so mean to him but so gentle to the young nurse.

Tsk, shameless!

After the nurse left, Mu Qingan's face fell again and he said to Jiang Shaoqing, "Where's my brother?"

He clearly remembered that he called his brother. He vaguely remembered that he was riding in his brother's car and talked a lot to his brother.

His brother even promised to let him live in his house after he recovered from his illness.

Then he is no longer alone.

Come to think of it, there are some benefits to being sick.

Seeing that this man only had his brother in his eyes, Jiang Shaoqing said with a bad face: "Your brother has gone back. Let me watch you for a while. How do you feel now?"

"How I feel is none of your business."

Mu Qingan's mouth was dry and his eyes shifted. The emergency room beds were not like the inpatient department. There was not even a bedside cabinet, let alone water...

He licked his lips. The person he least wanted to see right now was Jiang Shaoqing.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back." Except for unavoidable social engagements, Jiang Shaoqing doesn't have the habit of trying to please others.

"I'm fine, go away, I don't want to see you!" Mu Qing'an lay down again and patted Jiang Shaoqing on the back of his head.

Jiang Shaoqing felt a breath stuck in his heart, sneered, turned around and left.

He turned back halfway and took out the wallet that he had put in his pocket for the past two days. There was a stack of cash in the wallet. He took out all the cash and put it next to the pillow with a plop.

"I'm not a MB, don't show off with your money, I don't need your money! You can pay me if you want! If your brother hadn't called me here, I wouldn't have served you!"

After saying this, Jiang Shaoqing didn't even wait for Mu Qing'an to react, he took a big step and walked away...