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Seeing this situation, Ye Jiamei was secretly happy in her heart, and suddenly spoke, "I am engaged to Si Chen in March, and I hope Assistant Fang can come to give a blessing, and Dad will be very happy." She deliberately brought out her father's identity.

Fang Lingsheng's thoughts were interrupted, he nodded, and raised his head to drink a glass of wine.

Mo Sichen suddenly smiled: "Although the engagement time has been drawn up, the plan is not as good as changing, who knows what will happen at that time." ”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Ye Jiamei, and saw that her eyes suddenly turned cold and looked at him, and his sudden anger was about to flare up, but he heard Luo Shen over there exclaim "Oops", accompanied by the sound of metal falling to the ground.

The two concerned men in the field turned their heads to look at it together, only to see Luo Shen pinching his left index finger, red blood flowing from his fingers, and falling on a shiny fruit knife on the ground one by one.

Mo Sichen instinctively rushed to Luo Shen's side with an arrow step, squatted down and grabbed her hand to look, only to see that his index finger had been cut open, blood kept coming out, and he couldn't see the depth of the wound clearly.

Fang Lingsheng came two steps later than Mo Sichen, and when he saw this, he immediately took out the handkerchief on his body and wrapped it around Luo Shen's finger, while saying, "The handkerchief is clean, stop the bleeding first." I asked the waiter to find the medicine. ”

After he finished speaking, he went out, and here Mo Sichen wrapped Luo Shen's fingers with a handkerchief, only to feel that the wound was as stinging as if it was cut on his body, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Luo Shen raised his eyes and saw that his face was pale, and he moved his hand to withdraw it, but he finally blamed: "What are you moving? ”

She relieved: "It's not very important, the wound is not big, you can let go first." ”

The sound of high heels next to him, Ye Jiamei came to the side and looked at the situation of the two of them coldly, and mocked: "Secretary Luo is not a child, Si Chen, do you need to be like this? You don't necessarily have to be so nervous when I'm injured." ”

Luo Shen bit his lip and tried hard to regain his hand, but Mo Sichen grabbed her wrist together, glared at her and said, "I said don't move! ”

Ye Jiamei was a little shocked when she saw a small pool of blood on the ground, snorted lightly, gritted her teeth, and looked at it hatefully, and stopped talking.

Fang Lingsheng had a medicine box in his hand when he came, and the waiter who followed up was quite skilled in dealing with wounds, and he peeled off the handkerchief and wanted to throw it away, but Fang Lingsheng took it and held it in his hand.

"The wound is deep. The waiter said, pouring disinfectant on the wound, "I'll go to the doctor later, I'm just dealing with it briefly, be careful of infection." ”

Luo took a sharp breath in pain, tears suddenly filled her eyes, and she hurriedly gritted her teeth and held back.

Mo Sichen was shocked, holding her injured wrist tightly, watching the waiter apply anti-inflammatory drugs and wrap her fingers with gauze.

"Go to the hospital now. He said, looking up at Fang Lingsheng, he found that there were two more people beside him at some point.

Fang Lingsheng looked at Luo Shen and Mo Sichen with an unexplained sadness in his eyes, and he said, "I called the driver and asked him to take you to the hospital." ”

"Assistant Fang, I'm really sorry, I didn't entertain you well tonight. Mo Sichen apologized to the city leader, and then looked at Ye Jiamei, "I'll send Secretary Luo to the hospital, let the driver send you back, you also drank alcohol." ”

Ye Jiamei was in a complicated mood, looked at Fang Lingsheng, and then at Mo Sichen, and couldn't help but say: "It's okay to let Assistant Fang send Secretary Luo to see a doctor, why do you have to go? It's not a big deal to hurt your finger." ”

Luo Shen got up and smiled faintly: "I'll go by myself, thank you for taking so much trouble, and I'm sorry for causing trouble to everyone." ”

Mo Sichen bent over and took the secretary's bag, looked at her with a calm face, and didn't say anything, but Luo Shen already felt the strong persistence in that look, and knew that no one could stop his decision at this time.

"Let's take a taxi. He nodded to Fang Lingsheng and took the lead towards the door, Luo Shen hesitated for a moment, and had to follow out.

Fang Lingsheng said to one of the drivers: "You send Assistant Ye home and get off work, it's hard work." ”

He didn't talk to Ye Jiamei anymore, he felt Ye Jiamei's anger on the verge of an outburst, he didn't like her momentum of being high up anytime and anywhere.

When he walked out of the box, Fang Lingsheng's hand was in the pocket of his coat, and he was still holding the bloody handkerchief tightly, a slight excitement flashed in his heart, and some thoughts floated through his mind like a marquee.

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In the emergency room, Mo Sichen once again witnessed the process of the wound on Luo Shen's finger being cleaned and disinfected, and the doctor also used a hemostat to open the skin and flesh of the wound to check whether there was any foreign body.

The doctor has long been accustomed to seeing blood, this small wound is completely insensible in her eyes, she glanced at Mo Sichen with a smile and said: "If you care too much about the injured, you will be like this, you can't see the fleshy wound, if this is other people who have nothing to do with you, you won't be like this, this is a normal mental illness." ”

What a contradiction. But Mo Sichen only cared about the wound now, and asked, "Is it serious?" Will there be sequelae?"

"Don't touch the water. The doctor covered the wound with gauze tape, "It will be good to change the medicine once in two days." ”

"Don't you need injections?" Mo Sichen asked, "Don't you need to take medicine?"

The doctor looked up and glared at him, "It's already gone, do you think that taking injections and medicine will be good for your body?" ”

When he left the hospital, Mo Sichen was still complaining that the doctor was ruthless and did not understand the pain of the patient.

"It doesn't hurt anymore," thinking of Ye Jiamei's taunt just now, Luo Shen felt that this toss made her more irritating than the wound, "Is the general manager drunk?" ”

He nodded, "Yes, scared by you." You're going to make it up to me. ”

The word compensation seemed to be a sensitive topic, Luo Shen didn't dare to say anything, and stood on the side of the road with him and waited for a taxi.

"Do you want me to help you?" he looked at her sideways, as if smiling, "Your hands can't touch the water, wash your hair, wash your face, take a bath, it will be inconvenient, I can serve you." ”

When Luo Shen heard it, he simply covered his ears and ran away, squinting his eyes to look at him from afar.

The dispute over the offer to serve her was terminated by a phone call when Mo Sichen sent Luo Shen back to the gate of the Luo Mansion.

"You come home right away, grandpa has an urgent matter to look for you. Mo Tianai said on the phone, in a strange tone.

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There was a red sports car parked in the courtyard at No. 28 Sha Road in Liuzhou, and as soon as Mo Sichen entered the door and saw it, he knew what the phone call was about.

"Si Chen, it was Grandpa who called you back," Mo Tianai blinked and glanced in the direction of Ye Jiamei, "I heard that you accompanied Secretary Luo to the hospital?

Mo Zhennan quietly looked at his grandson and waited for his answer, but Mo Sichen didn't seem to want to say it happily, but sneered at Ye Jiamei: "Shouldn't you go back to your own house?

He asked a little persecutively, Ye Jiamei was displeased to hear it, and looked at Mo Zhennan, as if to say, 'Look, I'm right'.

"Si Chen, don't take the topic away," Mo Zhennan said authoritatively: "Tell me what's going on." ”

Mo Sichen sat next to Mo Tianai, "Didn't she say it? I accompanied Secretary Luo to see a doctor, is this a very serious matter?"

"What is Secretary Luo's disease?" Mo Tianai blinked, meaningfully, "Now the focus is on this." ”

Mo Chuxiong, who was quietly reading the newspaper on the side, couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at his son.

Mo Sichen felt a hint of an unusual aura, and looked at Ye Jiamei for a while, guessing what she might have incited.

Then he smiled, "What is Secretary Luo's illness, isn't Ye Jiamei very clear? What is the reason why Grandpa is in such a hurry to call me back?"

Mo Zhennan was hung up and was a little impatient, "Don't talk nonsense, let's get to the point." ”

Luo Shen's fingers were scratched, and that's it. He didn't call Secretary Luo anymore but called him by his name, with a breath of anger in his heart, and he also wanted to bet on how this name would arouse in the minds of his family.

Mo Zhennan really frowned, but it wasn't because of the name, "It's just a trivial matter of finger scratches?

Mo Sichen stood up, "Grandpa, I drank some wine and got a little dizzy, so I went upstairs to rest first." He turned his head to see his father's thoughtful eyes, and his steps hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is Dad waiting for me too?"

Mo Chuxiong nodded, and said indifferently: "Secretary Luo's injury doesn't matter, right?"

Seeing that the matter was about to be wiped out like this, Ye Jiamei was unwilling, and choked at the right time: "Grandpa thinks it's a fuss, I don't dare to think it's a fuss." Si Chen left his assistant alone for a small secretary, this can't be said. ”

Assistant Fang's three words reminded Mo Chuxiong of something, and glanced at Ye Jiamei indifferently, "After the matter is over, Jiamei won't make trouble anymore, it's not a big deal, Assistant Fang is a generous person, I think he won't mind in that case." ”

The parents, who have always attached great importance to marriage, suddenly spoke in a different tone, Ye Jiamei was a little surprised, and also felt that Mo Chuxiong was cold to her today, and this feeling was a little subtle.

"Si Chen should also pay attention in the future, you are a person with a marriage contract. Grandpa added at the right time, "If you're tired, go upstairs to rest, don't be too late if Jiamei wants to go back, and rest early if you want to stay." ”

The matter was resolved in this way, and both parties were unhappy.

Mo Sichen returned to the room, and as soon as he took off his coat, he collapsed on the bed, and he couldn't relax with a stuffy breath in his chest.

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Luo Shen sat at the table, the scrapbook on the table turned a few pages, but her eyes kept looking at the fingers wrapped in gauze.

Thinking about the phrase I heard when I was hurt:

"Although the engagement time is planned, the plan is not as good as the change, and who knows what will happen at that time. ”

Why did he say this? Could he really have any plans? As he had announced to her, he had already made up his mind not to marry Ye Jiamei?

Today's situation, and the situation where we have seen them before, do not seem to be as intimate as a couple, so why did they have a relationship in the first place? and it has touched the marriage process!

She didn't want to be the external cause that changed things, and she would never allow herself to be that.

There was also Fang Lingsheng, who had been looking at her with such strange eyes tonight, and the concern in Fang Lingsheng's eyes when she was injured was no less than that of Mo Sichen. Ye Jiamei has always wanted to lead him in an ambiguous direction, but his intentions don't seem to be like this.

A ringing of a call woke her from her rambling thoughts, familiar with the sad music.