After saying that, He Xiuyu picked up a pile of materials next to him, pulled out another pen from the pen holder, stopped teasing Qiao Qingyu, and lowered his head to start working.

Qiao Qingyu felt it was very new. This was the first time she got along like this with He Xiuyu. Usually, when he was working, Qiao Qingyu never came to the study.

She thought He Xiuyu was just doing things, but she found that He Xiuyu had already worked hard at this time.

Qiao Qingyu held a pen in her hand and looked at He Xiuyu quietly. Her eyebrows were slender and her eyelids were drooping. Under the reflection of the desk lamp, her eyelashes looked particularly long, and a crescent shadow was drawn under her eyes.

His lips are also beautiful, and He Xiuyu is not a serious person, so the corners of his lips are slightly raised upwards.

The sleeves of the shirt are rolled up to reveal strong arms.

Qiao Qingyu knew that in the heavy industry workshop, he often debugged machines with engineers, and at that time he worked like workers.

So He Xiuyu has a good figure, strong and strong figure, and tall figure, which gives him a very comfortable and handsome feeling.

His hands were also very beautiful. He was holding a pen and looking at what was written on it. For a moment, Qiao Qingyu was a little stunned.

Sure enough, serious men are particularly handsome!

She felt that she wanted to pounce on her and kiss her, and also wanted to hug him, and she also wanted to touch his firm waist. She was always so tempting, and she didn't know if it would hurt her kidneys.

He Xiuyu, opposite, still bowed his head, but suddenly said, "Qiao Qingyu, your saliva is flowing out..."

Qiao Qingyu was startled and instinctively touched the corner of her mouth, then realized that she had been deceived, so she picked up a book and smashed it towards He Xiuyu.

He Xiuyu accurately caught the book and placed it on the bookshelf next to him, smiling, "As for being so angry, I'm just a joke."

Qiao Qingyu glared at him and left the study without any shame. She was also very curious about the paper He Xiuyu gave her.

So Qiao Qingyu no longer stared at He Xiuyu, but sat quietly opposite him, picked up the paper and started to do it seriously.

The room suddenly became quiet, and there was no other sound except for the rustling sound of the pen falling on the paper.

Qiao Qingyu is also a serious person. After she finished the paper, He Xiuyu only told her that the paper was placed here and asked her to go and rest early.

Qiao Qingyu stood up and looked at the information documents in front of He Xiuyu.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Qiao Qingyu also knew that if he didn't have enough trust, He Xiuyu would not have processed the letters and information in front of her, and he even modified a drawing.

These subtleties are particularly heartwarming.

However, before leaving the study, Qiao Qingyu looked at the calendar on the wall. At this time, it was already September, and the little flower seemed particularly eye-catching that day.

He Xiuyu was working hard, but when he saw Qiao Qingyu standing under the calendar, his expression was a little unnatural. He held the pen in his hand and asked Qiao Qingyu seriously, "Why aren't you going to rest yet?"

Qiao Qingyu thought about it and would know what gift he gave him on her birthday. Since he liked to surprise her, then wait.

Qiao Qingyu smiled at him, turned around and walked quickly to the bedroom.

He Xiuyu hurried to the calendar, feeling that it was not good to write his thoughts on the calendar, but he still used atomic oil pen to draw it. So should he get some medicine to deal with it? After thinking about it, I will forget it. Isn’t this a hidden bell?

Anyway, Qiao Qingyu already knew it, so she didn't ask herself what this little flower represents. According to Qiao Qingyu's personality, she might have thought of going somewhere else.

He Xiuyu breathed slowly and returned to the desk to continue his busyness.

He Xiuyu was busy until the early morning. He stretched out his waist, rubbed his eyebrows, and then prepared to go to rest.

But I didn't expect that on a quiet night, a phone ringing sound suddenly in the quiet study. Although the phone ringing sound was not loud, it was particularly harsh on such a night. Not to mention others, even He Xiuyu was shocked.

He answered the phone and heard the voice of the uncle of the Qiao family, "Hey, is it He Xiuyu's family?"

"……Yes."

"Are you He Xiuyu?"

He Xiuyu did not call the Qiao uncle, "Who are you?"

"I am Qiao Qingyu's uncle."

"Hello uncle, is there anything wrong with the call so late?"

He Xiuyu glanced at the door and asked in a low voice.

"I'm just trying to see if I can get through. He Xiuyu, we can't do anything about it. Qiao Qingyu's mother suddenly fell seriously ill. Our local hospital said she couldn't see a doctor and asked to transfer to the provincial capital hospital. Do you know any doctors there?"

He Xiuyu thought for a moment and immediately agreed, "Uncle, don't worry, I will contact you the doctor at Beicheng Hospital now."

Then he said, "You can wait in the brigade headquarters, I'll try to get faster."

He Xiuyu did not expect Han Xianglan to suddenly fall seriously ill. He put down the phone and was about to close the door of the study.

But I didn't expect that Qiao Qingyu had already walked towards here from the living room.

Qiao Qingyu stood at the door, frowned, a little sleepy, but obviously she didn't sleep well. She said, "I heard the phone ring just now. Is it because the unit is looking for you?"

He Xiuyu shook his head, "Tell me about it later."

Then I started calling.

Qiao Qingyu naturally knew what was going on when she called her. She was standing at the door, but she was already standing opposite the desk. Her hands were tightly holding a corner of the desk. No wonder her chest was always stuffy.

It turns out that her mother is sick. Is it really a mother-daughter connection?

Qiao Qingyu felt this way for the first time.

After He Xiuyu contacted him, he immediately called Qiao Zhiyuan who was waiting in the brigade headquarters. More than half an hour had passed. Although he had only made two calls, it was very troublesome to go around.

I heard that the contact was done, Uncle Qiao hurriedly said thank you on the other end of the phone.

Qiao Qingyu snatched the phone and asked anxiously, "Uncle, how is my mother doing now? How serious is it? Tell me the truth."

Qiao Zhiyuan didn't say she wouldn't worry. He knew in his heart that if there was something wrong, if Qiao Qingyu couldn't meet her mother for the last time, this child would never feel at ease in his life.

This time, Han Xianglan was very sick and was unconscious. The doctor said that his heartbeat was almost faint and he couldn't hear it. It was hard to say whether he could get over it. So he said heavily, "Then you go home."

"I'll go back tomorrow." Qiao Qingyu then asked in a trembling voice, "Uncle, why did my mother suddenly get seriously ill?"
Chapter completed!