Hidden ex-husband, you are not worthy

Song Hanqing slanted his eyes and cast a glance at Hua Mo, "I'm serious with you."

"Momo, do you really know Luo Qi? Do you know his background? Do you know who his parents are? The identity of Luo Qi's wife will bring you a lot of trouble, understand?"

Hua Mo thought it was funny, "I'm already married to Luo Qi, will I not know about his situation? Don't worry about it, just get lost!"

"Momo!" Song Hanqing lowered his face.

"Get lost!" Hua Mo lost control and swept towards Song Hanqing regardless of punching and kicking.

Reflexively, Song Hanqing pinched the leg that Hua Mo kicked with both hands, lightly hooked his lips, and pulled Hua Mo's whole body directly, and the two of them were stuck together.

The breath of Song Hanqing poured into his nostrils, Hua Mo was startled, and quickly stretched out his hand to push him, the movement was too wide, the wound on Hua Mo's shoulder had already been split open, but at this moment, there was a piercing pain on his shoulder blade. The pain, the painful Hua Mo had no time to think about anything else, she was weak and staggered to the point of falling down, but she stubbornly pulled herself together, stared at Song Hanqing, clenched her teeth, and penetrated through the gaps between her teeth. Say a few words, "Song Hanqing, get out!"

Song Hanqing grabbed her hand and forced her to sit down, then asked with deep eyes, "Where is the medicine?"

Hua Mo's lips were pursed into a straight line, without saying a word.

Song Hanqing looked at the blood overflowing from her shoulder, and expressed anxiety, "Hua Mo, let me ask you again, where is the medicine? If you don't tell me, I will kiss you."

"Hua Mo, I will do what I say."

Hua Mo remained silent.

Song Hanqing really bent down and held Hua Mo's lips.

His kiss was hot and oppressive, full of worry, anger, and lingering.

He was going crazy thinking about Hua Mo, but he was angry at her for not taking her body seriously.

"Well"

Hua Modai frowned fiercely, kicking her feet non-stop, pushing her hands against Song Hanqing's chest.

Song Hanqing didn't care, ignored Hua Mo's refusal, and drove straight in, as if wanting to stick with her, and kept biting her lip.

Hua Mo continued to hit her vigorously until she lost all strength and collapsed on the bed, Song Hanqing let her go.

Holding Hua Mo's fluttering shoulders with his big hands, he stared at her and asked in a rough voice, "Where is the medicine?"

Hua Mo didn't have the strength to continue arguing with Song Hanqing, so he murmured, "Downstairs."

Song Hanqing got up and tucked in the quilt for her, "Lie down well and don't move around."

Then, he swaggered open the door and went downstairs.

In the kitchen, Shen Fulan heard a noise, and hurried out. As soon as she came out, she saw Song Hanqing in a black shirt coming down the stairs.

Song Hanqing had been to the villa before, so Shen Fulan knew him. When she saw him, she immediately widened her eyes, "You"

Song Hanqing succinctly said, "Where is the medicine your wife used? It's for trauma."

Hearing what Song Hanqing said, Shen Fulan gradually let go of her wariness.

It seems that the lady invited him over.

"Madam?" Shen Fulan looked at him puzzled, "What Madam?"

Song Hanqing narrowed his black eyes slightly, "Isn't it your Mrs. Luo?"

Shen Fulan is a straightforward person, upon hearing this, she hurriedly laughed, "No, Mr. Luo and Miss Luo are not real husband and wife. They just said so to the outside world. In fact, they are brothers and sisters. I usually call them Miss, not Madame."

After saying that, Shen Fulan immediately realized that she seemed to have said the wrong thing, and immediately coughed, "Sir, what you said should be the medicine that Miss used in the hospital before! Mr. Luo told me, I put it away, and I Bring it here immediately."

After Shen Fulan finished speaking, she immediately turned around and went to the storage room, took out a pack of medicine, then walked quickly towards Song Hanqing, and said with a smile, "Did the young lady's wound open?"

Song Hanqing didn't answer her, but said, "Give me the medicine."

"This..." Shen Fulan hesitated, "This is not suitable, sir."

Song Hanqing's stiff nose twitched, and there was coldness in his eyes, "If she is admitted to the hospital again because of a recurrence of the wound, are you responsible?"

"I" Shen Fulan sneered.

Song Hanqing narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately reached out and snatched the medicine bag from Shen Fulan's hand, opened it to have a look, and then took out his mobile phone to call Jiang Ji.

"How do you use the medicines you prepared for Huamo?"

"Ah? What Huamo?" Jiang Ji over there was obviously a little confused.

Song Hanqing took a breath, "Luo Yao."

"Oh! You said it earlier!" Jiang Ji chuckled, "The white ointment is anti-inflammatory, and the blue ointment must be replaced every day."

"Why, her wound recurred? If the wound recurs, you have to use that red ointment."

Song Hanqing stared, "You're really long-winded."

Then, he hung up the phone with a snap.

Jiang Ji held the phone that Song Hanqing had hung up, moved his mouth, subconsciously looked at Tang Wu who was sitting on the cradle outside the balcony, and walked towards her slowly.

Song Hanqing took the ointment, opened the door and walked in.

In the room, Hua Mo remained motionless, leaning against the head of the bed like a sculpture.

Song Hanqing walked over and reached out to untie Huamo's collar.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Hua Mo stepped back vigilantly.

Song Hanqing was helpless, "I'll give you medicine."

Hua Mo refused aloud, "No need, just ask Aunt Shen to give me medicine."

Song Hanqing narrowed his eyes, "Hua Mo, don't challenge my patience! By the way, when I just went out, I saw Luo Xiang."

"Song Hanqing, you are shameless!" Hua Mo glared at him angrily.

Song Hanqing smiled, and stretched out his hand to push aside the side of Huamo's pajamas.

Fortunately, Hua Mo was wearing a slanted-breasted pajamas, which opened with just a flick of a finger, revealing the wound wrapped in gauze, which was already slightly stained with blood.

Song Hanqing gently untied the gauze, looked at the wound, frowned, took the ointment, and slowly applied the medicine for her, then took out the gauze from the medicine bag, wrapped it up for her, The whole movement is smooth and flowing.

It can be seen that this is not the first time Song Hanqing has changed medicine for someone.

"You probably didn't live with Luo Qi."

Song Hanqing helped Hua Mo put on her pajamas again, and looked at her.

Hua Mo's lips turned pale, and he stared at Song Hanqing coldly, without saying anything.

Song Hanqing was in a good mood, "You are a little weak, so take a good rest, I'm leaving first."

After that, he straightened up, turned around and walked towards the door again.

Hua Mo exhaled secretly, the corners of his lips pursed tightly.

Song Hanqing just opened the door and went out, and closed the door for Hua Mo. He was about to turn around and walk towards the stairs. Who would have thought that just as he turned around, he saw Luo Xiang, who was wearing a pink princess nightdress and long curly hair, standing firmly. Round eyes stared at him.