"Yes. ”

"As for the restaurant scene, it will be left untouched for the time being, if their boss has to clean it up, he will directly buy the entire restaurant," Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes, "There are also two things about traffic paralysis and signal blocking, go and check immediately, and use the maximum authority that can be reached." ”

The man in black wrote them down one by one, "Young master, I'll do it." ”

Mo Nanjue patted him on the shoulder, "The three people who died, find the best cemetery to bury." ”

The man in black choked up and nodded, "Yes." ”

Mo Nanjue didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards the ward.

The medical staff put a drip on Tong Dye.

Mo Nanjue came to the door of the ward, and the doctor just walked out, "The patient has fallen asleep, and the current situation is very stable, but I don't know what will happen when I wake up, don't let her get too excited." ”

Monan Jue nodded his head, he pushed open the door, and walked lightly to the bedside.

Tong Ran's head was wrapped in layers of gauze, his black hair was spread out at his side, his face was also colored, and red potions and gauze were pasted everywhere.

There were light purple bruises on the corners of his mouth, and his shoulders and body were also scarred......

There were abrasions on his arms.

None of them are intact......

Tong Ran closed her eyes, her face was as pale as a porcelain doll, and only her slightly undulating chest could reassure people and make sure that she was still alive.

Mo Nanjue's eyes locked on her little face, a piercing pain overflowed in his eyes, he pursed his thin lips, and he didn't even dare to reach out and touch her.

He was afraid that she would hurt......

It's really scary.

She was already afraid of pain, and when she pulled the drawer, it would hurt so much that she wrinkled her eyebrows and rolled.

He didn't dare to think that so many wounds ...... How much pain should she have?

Mo Nanjue stood still, and the hand in his pocket took a long time to pull out, he was afraid that the slightest movement would wake her up, so he did not sit on the edge of the bed, but pulled a chair and sat down.

Drops flowed down the back of Tong Ran's hands......

Mo Nanjue slowly stretched out his hand, his fingertips gently rubbed the skin of her cheeks, Tong Ran's lips opened, and his brows twisted slightly, "Water ......"

Monan Jue leaned over, and pressed his thin lips to her forehead, "Are you thirsty?"

Tong Ran didn't wake up, but subconsciously twisted his eyebrows, "Water ......"

"The doctor said it's best not to drink water until you wake up," Mo Nanjue took the cotton swab on the bedside table, dipped it in some water and wiped it on her lips, "Good, get a good night's sleep." ”

Tong Ran tongue~ head stretched out and licked her lips, Mo Nanjue lowered his head and pecked lightly on the tip of her nose, "Sleep baby, I'll sit here with you." ”

There are words he won't say to his face......

Many times when she fell asleep, he would say that Tong Ran usually pestered him, and he refused to speak.

Tong Ran tilted his head, Xu felt that the pillow was uncomfortable, Mo Nanjue reached out and pressed it lightly, it was indeed a little hard.

She always slept on very soft pillows, otherwise she would fall the next day.

Usually when she was at home, she had to pilllow his arm to fall asleep......

The bed was large enough, and Monan Jue lay on his side, his slender legs casually folded, his palm running over her head, and one arm reaching over to let her head rest in the crook of his arm.

His muscular chest pressed against half of her body, and Monan Jue wrapped his arms around her waist, his chin resting on top of her head, and the quilt was pulled up to wrap around her shoulders.

Tong Ran rubbed her head lightly, as if she had found a reassuring support, her twisted eyebrows gradually loosened, and her cheek pressed against his beating heart, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.