After pit the money, Ji Dong took the precautions that Ivy had printed out for him and came to Ye Xingtong's ward.

Gently opened the door and walked in, but saw An Mochen lying on the edge of the bed, motionless.

He walked over and called Mr. An in a low voice, but found that An Mochen had fallen asleep.

He sighed softly and walked to the window.

Outside the window, it was already cloudy.

A new day has arrived.

Turning his head to look at the two people in the room, he had mixed feelings.

witnessed the birth and death of An Mochen's first love, and he was somewhat emotional.

After An Mochen met this second Miss Ye, but mistakenly regarded her as the previous Miss Ye, he was also worried.

Could it be, this Miss Ye is an undercover agent sent by someone with bad intentions, or maybe she is a person with bad intentions herself.

However, after such a long period of observation, he did not find anything strange about this Miss Ye's behavior.

That's it.

Maybe it's the mercy of God.

It is natural for people to be affectionate.

is as vulgar as him, and he still has a tenderness, so he can resonate with An Mochen.

Putting down the doctor's order in his hand, Ji Dong left the room.

It was a critical time, and he still had a lot to do.

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The sunlight slanted in through the window and hit the hospital bed, making the already snow-white sheets look even whiter.

One of them crept up to the eyelids of the man lying on the bed as the sun shifted.

The flickering sunlight danced on the patient's eyelids like a mischievous child.

Soon, the patient on the bed moved.

I shook my head a few times, but the rays of sunlight followed.

Unable to be disturbed, she opened her eyes.

Sit up slowly and look around.

This ward is somewhat familiar.

There seemed to be someone washing in the bathroom next to it.

The sound of rushing water is endless.

After a moment, the sound of the water stopped.

A man pushed the door through the door and walked out.

It was An Mochen.

He wears a casual style outfit.

He changed out of the suits he usually wore, as if the seriousness and depth of his previous suits had been replaced together.

His expression looked somewhat soft.

Especially the side glance at her when she just walked out of the bathroom, it seemed to contain too much tenderness and information.

But because there were too many, she didn't have time to identify them one by one, and they all turned into joy.

"Are you awake?" he asked, as he walked over and whispered.

"Hmm. Ye Xingtong's throat was dry and he didn't want to say more, and he didn't know what to say.

"Drink some water. An Mochen poured a glass of water and handed it over.

Ye Xingtong stretched out his hand to pick it up, and then took a small sip.

The atmosphere quieted down.

Ye Xingtong was a little uncomfortable.

In the blink of an eye, the ringtone of her mobile phone rescued her.

She took out her phone and saw that it was showing an unfamiliar number.

Sliding down the answer button, she heard Aunt Bright's voice coming from there.

"Thankfully, you finally answered the phone. ”

Ye Xingtong's heart lifted: "What's the matter, Aunt Xuan, could it be that something happened to Mengshu?"

"No, no, don't get on the fire just yet. That's the case, I sent Mengshu to school early this morning, but when I arrived at school, Mengshu's teacher said that I would let Mengshu's parents go. ”

Ye Xingtong's eyebrows furrowed, and at the same time, he was even more worried about what happened to Meng Shu at school.

"Aunt Huang, have you asked Meng Shu what's going on?" Ye Xingtong asked.

I pulled her aside and asked, and she said she didn't know. ”

"Then have you noticed any scars on Mengshu's body?"

"No, Miss Ye, don't think nonsense, if you have time, go to school and see what the teacher says, don't you worry?"

"Okay, Aunt Huang. I will go as soon as possible. Ye Xingtong responded, and then hung up the phone.

Ye Xingtong put down the phone with a heavy mind, and then lifted the thin quilt.

Just about to go to the ground, his legs were held up.

"What are you doing?" Ye Xingtong looked at An Mochen in front of him impatiently, and asked in a low voice, but his voice couldn't hear any emotion, only extreme weakness.

"You're still sick, don't move. An Mochen put her legs on the bed.

"I still have something to do, and besides, I can't afford to live in your VIP ward, do you still want to trick me into a sky-high medical fee plus hospitalization?" Ye Xingtong lifted the thin quilt again and went to the ground.

I don't know if it was because of what she said just now, An Mochen didn't stop her.

But her body was not iron-clad after all, she held her faintly aching stomach with one hand, squatted down, and put on her shoes with the other hand.

Moreover, the shoes are still high heels.

This is a challenge for her at this time.

Trembling to her feet, she almost collapsed in a vertigo.

Fortunately, she even supported An Mochen, who was standing on the side.

And An Mochen also reacted quickly and helped her.

She panted, clutching her stomach and half-leaning on top of him.

He put one arm around her waist and supported her weak body.

"Whatever you want to do, I can do it for you, don't toss your body anymore. An Mochen whispered in her ear.

Ye Xingtong glanced at him, and the ice at the bottom of his eyes shattered, revealing the fragility buried in the deepest depths: "Will you help me do it for free, will you ask me for the fare, fuel expenses, medical expenses, labor expenses, labor expenses?"

An Mochen froze for a moment. I thought about the bill for her before.

At this time, this incident proved only one thing to him: lift a stone and shoot yourself in the foot!

Ye Xingtong looked at him who was silent for a long time, and the disappointment in his eyes gradually covered the vulnerability.

But just when the fragility in her eyes was about to disappear, An Mochen replied to her: "I will help you do it for free!"

The mist at the bottom of Ye Xing's pupils rose up, and in a moment, the mist gathered into drops and rolled down.

An Mochen raised his hand to wipe away her tears and hugged her horizontally.

"Tell me where you're going, what you're doing. ”

In the gap when An Mochen carried her down the elevator with her, she told him what had happened.

Ji Dong didn't know where to go, and the car was gone.

An Mochen took her to school by taxi, and bought red lotus root powder for her halfway.

When I arrived at the school, I told the security guard who was guarding the door about my intention, and the security guard let me go.

An Mochen seems to be familiar with the way, and he doesn't need to be guided.

Ye Xingtong looked at him, he seemed to see the question in her eyes, and explained, "I have been here once because of Yulin. ”

Once?

Ye Xingtong sighed: "Then your memory is really good." ”

An Mochen snorted, and said casually and meaningfully: "So I won't forget some people and things that shouldn't be forgotten." ”

Ye Xingtong didn't answer.

Coming to the second floor, Ye Xingtong struggled to come down.

"Put me down!"

An Mochen put her down and took her hand instead.

came to the office with a familiar car, and Ye Mengshu's head teacher was already waiting for her.

Seeing An Mochen, she was obviously a little surprised.