Chen An had already told him for the fifth time yesterday that Tong Ran could no longer be injected with intravenous drips, and the blood vessels were too brittle, and if he continued to fight like this, something would happen.

The first condition for not taking an intravenous drip is that she can't sleep so uncontrollably.

Therefore, either she is willing to wake up, or she has to carry out forced mental counseling and awakening.

If the latter is chosen, even Chen An can't estimate the consequences.

After all, it's about people's psychology, and if something goes wrong, it will be the root of a lifetime of disease.

Mo Nanjue sat on the edge of the bed, his slender hands clenched into fists, loosened, loosened, and repeatedly, I don't know how many times, until his hands were almost unconscious, and the man paused.

He wanted her to wake up.

He wanted her to live in front of him.

If only he were a normal child, not an empty shell lying here.

Determined in his heart, Mo Nanjue stood up, his long figure was pulled apart by the sunlight that penetrated him, and the man did not take another look, but turned around and walked out.

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The hospital where Tong Ran lives now is opened by Chen An, and is not open to the public, the location is relatively hidden, and the facilities and medical resources are naturally first-class.

After Luo Xiao received the call, he rushed over almost immediately.

He came alone as agreed, without taking anyone with him, and after parking the car, the man in black waiting at the entrance of the hospital led him to the private elevator.

Seventeen floors.

Mo Nanjue stood at the door of the VIP ward, he raised his eyes to look into the room, and after his gaze was withdrawn, he happened to fall on Luo Xiao, who had just stepped out of the elevator.

The two looked at each other, and their eyes were surprisingly calm.

Mo Nanjue glanced behind him, "I thought you would bring someone." ”

"I don't have anything to be afraid of," Luo Xiao was wearing a light blue suit, with a graceful bearing, extremely gentlemanly, "Can Mr. Mo still eat me?"

Mo Nanjue chuckled lightly and didn't answer, the man narrowed his eyes, "I'll put the words here first, I called you today, not to give Tong Ran to you." ”

"I don't need you to let me," Luo Xiao met his eyes, the two of them were about the same height, and they could clearly see each other's eyes, "Xiao Ran was originally mine." ”

"If I die, she can't be yours. ”

"Where's the little dyer?"

Mo Nanjue didn't want to say anything more to him, and the man leaned sideways and made way for the blocked ward door, "I hope you don't let me down." ”

Luo Xiao glanced at him, raised his legs and walked in.

As he was about to walk in, the man turned his head and reached out to hold the doorknob, "Don't let people in, Xiao Ran doesn't want anyone to disturb my time with her." ”

Mo Nanjue had a cold face and watched the door being shut.

He stood sideways in the doorway, and through the shutters on the glass window of the ward, he could vaguely see Luo Xiao walking towards the bedside where Tong Ran was lying.

Mo Nanjue's fists behind him were clenched tightly, letting Luo Xiao come, he hurt more than anyone else.

However, he hoped that Tong Ran would wake up.

He wanted to hug her, listen to her, listen to her mutter, listen to her scold herself, even if she hated him so much, he didn't want her to lie motionless like this.

The man took out a cigarette in annoyance, and just as he lit it, he suddenly remembered that this was a hospital, and after breaking the cigarette in his hand, he threw it out angrily.