Chapter 337: It's the Heart That Itches More

"Mr. Nanheng, Mo Dong is there, you should have heard what he just said. An Shuyan emphasized.

Nan Heng took down the cigarette in his mouth, and said with cold eyes: "I have been friends with Mo Jingshen for many years, but I have no entanglement with the Shine Group, Mo Dong should also know my temper, my place, and unrelated people can't break in." ”

When he said this, Nan Heng glanced coldly in Mo Shaoze's direction with a smile.

When Mo Shao heard this, his face was obviously a little displeased: "My own son is hospitalized here, and I, as a father, want to come and see it, but I still have to be stopped by you?"

"If Mo Dong wants to go in, of course I won't stop him. Nan Heng's tone was slow and leisurely, faint and cool: "But I'm afraid it's not appropriate for Miss An to go in, this Mrs. Mo is still watching here, let Miss An in, Mo Dong, are you sure you're not joking?"

Mo Shao frowned coldly, An Shuyan walked away directly from the door of the ward, turned around and walked back, looked at Ji Nuan, and then handed her the things in his hand: "Mrs. Mo, I'm tired." ”

The corners of Ji Nuan's mouth pulled out a faint arc, and took it: "I thanked Secretary An for Jingshen." ”

Speaking of this, Ji Nuan paused, and said: "It shouldn't be wrong for me to still call you Secretary An, right? You are now the secretary manager of Shine Group, I don't know how many ranks higher than when you were in Moshi before, and you can go so smoothly in the workplace, which shows that Secretary An's work ability is indeed very recognized." ”

An Shuyan nodded politely to her, and the smile in his eyes was neither heavy nor light: "You can call me by my name or Secretary An." ”

Ji Nuan glanced at her, a woman's intuition has always been very accurate, she looked at An Shuyan thoughtfully for a few seconds, and then handed the things in her hand to Feng Ling, who had already reached over.

"Dad, do you want to go in to see the depth of field now?" asked Ji Nuan.

Although it wasn't Mo Shaoze himself who ate the closed door just now, Nan Heng turned An Shuyan away, obviously not giving him face at all.

Mo Shao glanced at the direction of the ward with a cold face, pondered for a moment, and said: "Since the depth of field is still resting, I won't go in, and in half a month it will be the Spring Festival in China, if he can be discharged from the hospital at that time, he will go home for a reunion dinner." ”

Ji Nuan nodded: "Okay, I'll tell him." ”

Mo Shao glanced at her again, his face was still not very good-looking, and he turned around and was about to leave, when he suddenly paused, and turned to look at An Shuyan beside him: "You can help more when you are not busy in the hospital, Ji Nuan is half-baked with Los Angeles, and it is inevitable that there will be places that need your help." ”

"Okay. An Shuyan said lightly.

Mo Shao sighed at the angle on the side that Ji Nuan couldn't see, and went directly into the elevator.

Until they left, Ji Nuan looked at the elevator door, staring at the number that descended from the upper floor to the first floor.

Mo Shao is Mo Jingshen's biological father, even if An Shuyan can't go in, of course he can go in if he wants to, but Mo Shao obviously has a temper, or maybe he has too much control over people, and everything that is out of his control can anger him.

came and went in a hurry like this, and I really couldn't see the slightest father-son relationship.

If Mo Jingshen can be discharged from the hospital in half a month, is it really necessary to go back?

And for a moment just now, Ji Nuan felt ......

An Shuyan is no longer as active as when she first went to Haicheng and just went to Mo's, on the contrary, although An Shuyan did not clearly say what to do, she gave people the feeling that she was just accepting Mo Shaoze's arrangement, not taking the initiative or resisting.

"Mrs. Mo, do you want to send these in?" Feng Ling checked the fruit basket and nutritional products he had just received, and after making sure that there was no problem, he asked.

Ji Nuan's gaze moved away from the number where the elevator had stopped at "1", and glanced at the thing in the fruit blue.

As soon as I saw these things, I knew that Mo Shaoze didn't buy them, and with Mo Shaoze's temperament, it was estimated that he wouldn't buy anything at all when he came to visit his son.

The fruit blue is very exquisite, not the kind of fruit that you bought casually in the supermarket near the hospital, they are all fruits that are usually very rare and have high nutritional content and moisture, including nutritional products, most of them are good things such as blood supplementation, it can be seen that An Shuyan still did his homework before coming.

This An Shuyan should have been very sober when he left Haicheng, right?

Then what was her innocent attitude just now, as if everything was just arranged by Mo Shaoze?

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For the next week, it was clear that many of the people who thought it was profitable had been mercilessly shut up, so the hospital was exceptionally quiet this week, and no one dared to bother them rashly.

Mo Jingshen's last wound inflammation only burned for one night, and his recovery after that was not bad, and after a week, the skin on the surface of the wound had begun to heal, and he could occasionally get out of bed and walk normally.

"Last time, Dad said that you should go back to eat after you are discharged from the hospital next week, do you have any plans?" Ji Nuan helped him walk in the ward, and when she arrived at the window, she turned around and opened the curtain, and then closed the window that had just opened a crack.

"I don't have any plans, Ajib's matter is over, Officer Ente and the people at the base will solve all the follow-up problems on their own, I don't plan to stay in the United States for too long, I will take you back to Haicheng as soon as possible after the injury is healed." Mo Jingshen looked at Ji Nuan's meticulous appearance, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"Next week is the Spring Festival in China, no matter where in the country is basically in the state of the Spring Festival holiday, Mo Shi does not have too much work to rush you to deal with in person, it is actually good to accompany your parents to have a reunion dinner, but you accompany your grandfather every year, if you don't go back to accompany him this year, will your grandfather be angry?" As soon as Old Man Mo was mentioned, the corners of Ji Nuan's mouth couldn't help but rise.

The winter sun is pouring in from the window, falling between the deep and elegant eyebrows of the ink field, as if the man who was already smiling and warm is surrounded in a circle of light.

He said lightly: "It's not enough to be angry, although there is no us in the ink house, there are not a few relatives who usually come and go, and you don't know how many people come to the door every day, and it is enough for him to deal with those relatives." ”

While he was talking, Ji Nuan put his hand on his back, scratched his back lightly twice through the hospital gown, and then asked with bright eyes: "Isn't it supposed to be itchy during the wound healing period?

Mo Jingshen chuckled: "It's not itchy, but it does feel a little bit when you scratch it twice." ”

At the same time, he leaned down slightly, looked at her white face close at hand, his eyes met her, and said meaningfully: "It's the heart that itches more." ”

Ji Nuan: "......"

He bowed his head, put his warm lips on her neck, and said seductively between tossing and turning: "I have slept and woken up in the ward these days, time is too slow, it is rare to hug you again, why don't we do something else to pass the time?"

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