Barbecue, something that Shen Yiran wouldn't try at all on weekdays, but now because of Mo Wenchu, he feels full of interest.

I ordered a bunch of skewers, and by the time the skewers were served, the taste buds were stimulated by the sense of smell.

Mo Wenchu picked up a bunch and was slightly disappointed after tasting it, "What have you been busy with lately?"

"I worked step by step, did a few surgeries, helped a few patients. ”

"That's good. ”

Mo Wenchu looked at him with some envy, it was her life's wish to be able to cure diseases and save people, but after crossing into this world, she could only give up her previous ideals.

"It's good to be a doctor and help people, but I often think that maybe there is a place in the world where I am needed. ”

Shen Yiran's words made Mo Wenchu's breath stagnate, so much so that she blurted out the thoughts in her heart, "Don't go." ”

According to the plot in the original work, Shen Yi will then become a Doctor Without Borders, and he died of a deadly virus in Africa.

It turned out that he had such an idea from the beginning, and it was not entirely Wen Qing's reason.

"Why don't you go?Wen Chu, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Yiran felt that Mo Wenchu's reaction was a little strange, and frowned and asked.

Mo Wenchu licked her lips, "I mean, you are also needed here, there are so many patients in this city every day, you can also treat the sick and save people by staying here, save the wounded." ”

"That's true, but other doctors can work here, but the kind of people who live in the middle of nowhere may not have a doctor around. ”

Mo Wenchu was a little anxious, "If you go to that kind of place, what will your girlfriend do?"

"I don't have any girlfriends?"

"Not now, there will definitely be in the future, if you go to such a remote place, what will your girlfriend do?"

Shen Yiran pursed his lips and smiled, and said lightly, "This does seem to be a problem, but what I just said is only my ideal, and it is not certain whether it can be realized in the end." ”

Shen Yiran suddenly changed his words, "If my girlfriend doesn't agree, I definitely won't go." ”

"Then hopefully your girlfriend will show up sooner. ”

Mo Wenchu breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time secretly thought in her heart that she must find a girlfriend for Shen Yiran during this time, lest he always can't help but run to Africa in the future.

Shen Yiran didn't know anything about Mo Wenchu's thoughts, he just looked at her quietly.

After eating supper, Shen Yiran offered to send Mo Wenchu home, it was early in the morning, and Mo Wenchu did not refuse.

When the car stopped at the door of the house, Mo Wenchu unbuckled her seat belt, "After going back, take a good rest and pay attention to safety on the road." ”

"Well, good. ”

Smiling and waving goodbye to Shen Yiran, Mo Wenchu turned around and went home.

The lights in the house were naturally on, but it was quiet, Mo Wenchu was about to go upstairs lightly, but suddenly heard a faint sound from the backyard.

Frowning, Mo Wenchu walked in the direction where the voice came from.

"You have to do it for me!"

"Whatever method you use, you have to get rid of her this time. ”

"You don't have to worry about money. ”

......

Mo Wenchu hid behind the wall, listening to Zhang Lan's words, and the hand hanging by his side clenched slightly.

Zhang Lan seemed to have hung up the phone, and Mo Wenchu turned the doorknob and hid in the storage room on the side.

It wasn't until Zhang Lan's footsteps disappeared that she came out of the storage room and slowly returned to the room.

Who is the person Zhang Lan wants to get rid of?

Is it me, is it my father, or is it someone else?

No matter who it is, Mo Wenchu must investigate clearly.

But Zhang Lan is not Mo Ziyao, after decades of experience, Zhang Lan has already become a fox who has become a fine, and she is wary of Mo Wen at the beginning, and it seems that it is more difficult to investigate her than to ascend to the sky.

After thinking about it, Mo Wenchu remembered Gu Jue's proposal that day.

Do you really want to cooperate with Gu Jue?

Mo Wenchu, who was worried, was lying on the bed, thinking that she had solved Mo Ziyao and successfully removed herself from the relationship between Wen Qing and Gu Jue, and that her life would be better in the future.

But now it seems that the days ahead will also be full of dangers.

Zhang Lan's mother and daughter were eyeing each other, and Zhou Mubei had no clue.

Looking up to the sky and sighing, Mo Wenchu rolled on the bed a few times and fell asleep with a thick sense of sorrow.

Life always has to go on, and Mo Wenchu has already decided to talk to Gu Jue.

When I saw Xiang Wenyu in the conference room the next day, the other party looked tired.

"Are you alright?"

Mo Wenchu put the documents on the table and sat down beside him.

"It's fine. Xiang Wenyu's bony fingers gently rubbed his temples, "It's inevitable to have a headache after a hangover, and it will be fine after a while." ”

"I know a few acupuncture points that can relieve this symptom, do you want me to help you?"

"No, I don't. Xiang Wenyu shook his head and refused.

But Mo Wenchu really couldn't bear to see him so uncomfortable, "Your discomfort will delay the work progress of the crew, so don't hold on, let me help you." ”

Mo Wenchu didn't wait for Xiang Wenyu to continue refusing, so he straightened his cuffs and stood behind him.

The slightly cool touch of his fingers came through his skin, and he slid up and down twice towards Wen Yu's Adam's apple, and the nerves in his whole body tensed up in an instant, and even his breathing was messed up.

As soon as Shao Xuan entered the door, he saw this scene of affection, sneered, and vigorously pulled out a chair and sat down, "Mo Producer, abuse dogs in the conference room early in the morning, it's not appropriate to do this on such a serious occasion, right?"

Mo Wen glanced at the other party, "You have made a sin, am I cleaning up the mess for you?"

Xiang Wenyu frowned, "Mess?"

Accidentally strafing the friendly army, Mo Wenchu hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, it's my analogy that is inappropriate." ”

Shao Xuan continued to sneer, "You still say that you don't show affection?"

"Shao Xuan, you drunk our family Wenyu yesterday, and now he has a headache to death, what's wrong with me rubbing him?"

Shao Xuan sighed, "Not much, I just don't think it's appropriate on such an occasion." ”

When Mo Wenchu was about to fight back, Xiang Wenyu patted her hand, "That's it." ”

"Okay, I don't bother with him. Mo Wenchu took her hand back, "You drink some tea, it will be more comfortable." ”

He returned to his seat and sat down, glaring at Shao Xuan fiercely.

Although she had read the original work, Mo Wenchu felt that there were not too many entanglements between the original owner and Shao Xuan, but whenever she talked to Xiang Wenyu, Shao Xuan would always say a few sarcastic words, which was weird and uncomfortable to listen to.

Although Mo Wenchu fought back every time, after a long time, Mo Wenchu also felt bored.

So when she was talking to Xiang Wenyu, Shao Xuan's voice came again, and she shouted impatiently, "Are you still finished?!"