“Hm.”Mia snorted coldly, a face "you know how interesting" look.

As a result, Song Xiaoli ignored Mia, went directly to the direction of the hour, and did not want to hold her hand, in the consternation of the hour, quickly tucked her into the co-pilot's seat, and then closed the door.

Mia was blind: “Song Song, what are you doing?”

Song Song Yixian did not look back, as he walked, said: "Mia, and the professor said, I am sorry, next time I will come to the door to apologize."He said, and he paused, closing the door, "and, I'm not your boyfriend."

“You!”Mia's jump feet.

As a result, Song Song Song has been carrying a small thought for a long time.

Mia's whole face followed the gloomy down, I wish I could puncture the hour, roaring toward the Li Dao Hotel, when she saw Missyson, she did not politely complain.

Missichen's eyebrows tightened slightly: "You said that the hour and the narration went away with the hustle?"

“I hate to die.My brother was all because of the small number of hours to throw me down alone, but also let Daddy pigeons, I did not hate a person so much.This kind of person must be the top beam is not right under the beam crooked, our rice family certainly can not have such a person, she is with her that Gu Nan late to learn not so!"

Mia was spoiled from a young age, and as long as she was against her own, she was always defined as a different person.

Especially when it comes to Mia’s favorite Song Xiaoxi, she can do everything possible to slander.

"This side played so much in front of Daddy and Grandma, and as a result, there was something so disgusting behind it."Little aunt and that Gu Nan night, I don't know who is the third party."

Mia said more and more unspecified, Misichen's face serious: "Mia, don't talk nonsense!"

Seeing that Misishen was angry, Mia converged, bowed his head, and responded very much with grievances: "I want to go to Grandma!"You are all bad people!”

With that, Mia hurried forward to run, and at this time, Misison's mobile phone rang, always following Horifang's medical staff.

Missison's face was heavy, and he immediately picked it up: "What's the case!"

"Dr. Hall, the old lady is not in a good condition.The nurse was in a hurry.

Missison hung up the phone quickly and went straight to Horatio’s room.

Obviously, Hori Fang's mood has become inexplicably excited, the room can be smashed, mouth constantly read: "Rui, my Ray, when you come to your mother."

Because of the emotional excitement, but also led to Horifang's blood pressure and other aspects of the situation have deteriorated.

The merit-based situation made Misichon's eyebrows crumpled, but the orders on his lips followed one by one: "Inject the old lady with a tranquilizer, you go to the airport, prepare the plane, and now we will return to Japan immediately."

“Yes.”The people around him immediately dispersed, leaving only the guard who guarded Horatio.

When Mia heard Misichon's words, he immediately stopped doing things: "Dad, I don't want to go back, I want to be here, Xiao Xi brother is here, I will not go back, so as not to be robbed by a disgusting woman!"

“Mia.”Misison’s tone became more and more severe, “You can stay in Fengcheng, but if anything happens in the future, you don’t want to go back to Mi’s house!”

Mischon's ability to trouble his daughter was clear.

A flash god, did not know what Mia would do to make a world-shattering thing.What's more, when it comes to Song Song, Mia is simply extreme.

Not to mention, there is also an ambiguous/angry hour.

In any case, the hour idea is indeed the people of the Mi family, to a certain extent, the hour is almost the embodiment of Miri, in the heart of Horifang is extremely important.

Hate the time, it is impossible to hate the hour and the small thought, all is nothing but to let the hour and the family cut everything, return to the Mi family's practice.

Therefore, Misishen naturally could not let Mia stay in Fengcheng and make waves.

“The Daddy!”Miyaqi's mestretched feet, can't believe what he heard, "such a woman, why the Mi family should admit her, she is not rare, what do you stick to your face!" 」

"It's no longer rare, she's a Mi family."Missison said directly, "Take the young lady to the airport, and if the lady is gone, you will come forward."

“Yes.”The bodyguards did not dare to speak.

Mia could not say a word, so dissatisfied staring at Misicchen, and then reluctantly so reluctantly so was put to the airport by the bodyguards, no resistance at all.

Even if Misison left Fengcheng with Horifang and returned directly to Japan, the king was not retracted because of this matter.

Missi, who is in charge of the entire rice family, has publicly told all the media that for the matter of the king, it will never let go, and there is no room for manoeuvre.

For a time, the city of Fengcheng was boiling, and the family was arched on the cusp overnight.

Only the Mi family and the day you consciously protect the hour, in addition to the informed people, and no one mentioned the relationship between the hour and the Mi family.

In addition to a Gunan city, the hour unexpectedly became the only person who was outside the situation.

And when Tianheng is already in the nursing home for physical reasons, coupled with the can be shielded by Gunan City, he does not know what is happening outside.

For a time, the city was dark.

...

- -

Song Xiaoxuan focused on driving, occasionally double to look at the hour of the small, the sight of the hour is always outside the window, the expression is much heavier.

The eyes were red, thin and thin, and the thin body curled up in the chair, motionless.

Until a traffic light, Song Song stopped and asked, “Can you tell me what happened now?”

I didn’t say a word, I was silent.

“Do you know Mia?”Song Xiaoxu suddenly thought of the scene in the hotel, and then a hand, "Because of the uncle's things?"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

When he heard Mia's name, he suddenly looked at Song Xiaoxiang with a brick: "Do you know Mia's father, Misison?"

Song Song was not stupid, and immediately heard the meaning of the small words: "Yes, he is a professor when I was studying in the United States, he is not in Japan most of the time, he lives in New York."

“He...”

“Because of the good stuff, are you looking for him?”Song Xiaoxuan quickly joined in series, "But the trucia has not always had a fixed doctor, and the professor Jason is also very popular in the medical community."

“No one can achieve such a high success rate except Missison.”The hour read, “It’s not possible to include Dr. Jason.”Even Dr. Han said so."

Song Xiao羲羲羲羲羲羲羲羲羲羲羲羲羲羲羲羲羲羲羲羲羲羲眉: "Every year, the number of professors looking for the professor'sApart from the Mi family, the professor did not make an exception.”

This time, it was quiet for a little time, no opening.

“It’s the end of the year now.A new year is coming soon.The professor only takes 10 operations a year.I think there are two reasons to come to see you, a new year, he can start counting again, and another reason, probably the disease of the trance attracted to the professor."

Song Song said very realistically: "Other than that, I can't think of any reason."The professor has always been a good professor in our hearts, but in the eyes of many people, it is a cold-blooded and ruthless, grass-like person.

“...”

“If the professor had said that he would not have the operation, there would have been no reversal at all, unless a miracle occurred.”

He spoke lightly and hourly about Misison's temper and habits.

The heart of the hour, because of Song Song Yue's words, completely fell into the bottom, can no longer climb up.

“How did you talk to the professor today?”At least I saw the professor, right?A lot of people can't even see the professor's face."Song Xiaoxuan is appeasing for a little while.

The hour is always low, not silent.

“If Dr. Jason can’t improve the success rate of the surgery, the professor will take it.”Song Xiaochen sank, looking at the hour of small thoughts, the car has also slowly stopped to the door of the nearest restaurant, "this is not a long time, I will invite you to eat."

"My father, who killed Misison's sister Miri, do you think there is hope?"The small thought suddenly said very lightly, "Fengcheng's newspaper is so big, don't you know?"

Song Song Yi's words: "..."

"I really don't know, Hall is Missison, I didn't expect God to make a joke of this kind of like."A little self-deprecating, “I don’t know what to do anymore.It was only three months, and in three months I could not change Missyson's mind."

“Did the professor reject you?”Song Yin mingled with eyebrows, "If not, there is hope, the professor is wrong about people, the uncle's affairs, and the operation of the sweetheart is not directly related."Especially the previous generation.”

Seeing that the hour did not speak, Song Song looked at the past, and the hour he laughed at himself: "Impossible."News reported everything, but did not report on my relationship with the Mi family.”

“What...” Song Song Yue was confused, “what do you have to do with the Mi family?”

"Mirley is my own mother."The small thought said very lightly and very lightly, "Mi Rui's death is a shadow in the Mi family, find the truth, find my father, the people of the Mi family can not let go of any one person in the family."

Song Xiaoxue: “...”

“He wants me to confess my ancestors and to sever all ties with the family, including from the city of Gunan.”"Otherwise, it would be impossible to operate on the little sweetheart, he said, it is not a matter of the Mi family, he will not interfere."

“...”