The matter is over for the time being, but Mr. Mo can't calm down in his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This turn was too weird and too deliberate, and Mr. Mo saw a lot of irrationalities, such as when he said that he liked Huayu before, his face changed greatly. Although he was usually half paralyzed, it was still possible for him to change his expression to this extent, but the people present were completely blind.

His performance cannot be explained by the far-fetched reason of excitement when confessing!

However, at this time, a super important question popped up in Mr. Mo's mind - he had no money!

Mr. Mo usually has no habit of saving private money, and he doesn't care how much money he has to spend, and usually after making a little money, he will give it to his sister, or buy some consumables such as pencil sharpeners.

There is a bus card for taking the bus, a campus card for eating at school, and the last expense is left, adding gasoline to your own car, which is directly asked Xiaoqiu for money to solve.

Because of the ensuing troubles, Mr. Mo even lost the idea of writing novels to make a little money, and now he has no money.

When I went shopping with Li Xueyin before, Xiaoqiu did give a little, but I spent it casually that day, and Mr. Mo still only has ten yuan on him, maybe it's still the original banknote!

Tomorrow's so-called date will cost money, right? These ten yuan is not enough to even invite Huayu to drink a cup of coffee, after all, she still has to ask Xiaoqiu for money!

Mr. Mo thought as he glanced at Xiaoqiu.

Maybe she was still struggling with Mr. Mo's words and deeds today, Xiaoqiu had been walking silently with her head down, and Mr. Mo couldn't quite see what she was thinking, probably annoyed with Mr. Mo or something, right?

Now is not the right time to ask, so Mr. Mo suppressed this thought and walked home slowly with Xiaoqiu.

Speaking of which...... What about bicycles!? Looks like I'm going to walk to school tomorrow.

Mr. Mok thought.

At home, Li Xueyin and Yu Penglai are quietly watching TV and talking occasionally, but they don't have much in common, and their experience is not very rich, so it is difficult to chat.

What surprised Mr. Mo was that Li Xueyin somehow learned that Mr. Mo's school would hold a sports meeting next week, and she suggested that Mr. Mo participate in it, because she wanted to see a wonderful sports meeting with her own eyes. Mr. Mo can play, naturally it is very good. In this regard, Yu Penglai also looked moved, and obviously wanted to participate.

After thinking for a moment, Mr. Mo agreed. If you go to Dr. Jiang Miao for a check-up tonight and your health is in excellent condition, it doesn't hurt to participate.

Probably because he felt that Xiaoqiu's emotions such as injustice in his heart had disappeared, after dinner, Mr. Mo asked Xiaoqiu for money, and as a result, Xiaoqiu, who guessed the purpose of Mr. Mo's asking for money and was still resentful, insisted that Mr. Mo agree to him a request, otherwise he would not give it.

In this regard, Mr. Mo can only say that he is speechless.

Promise to ask for something.,It's obviously a super classic flag, okay!?

However, it doesn't matter if you agree to your sister's request, anyway, you can't make any trouble. And Mr. Mo is really out of money in terms of money, with Mr. Mo's character, he will never borrow money, even if he wants to borrow, there is probably no suitable borrowing target, right?

Mr. Mo did not participate in the exercise after dinner, first, he didn't want to see the sports girl Yan Xiaomeng, and secondly, he felt that exercise might have an impact on the results of the physical examination. However, he only went to the hospital for a check-up at night, and Mr. Mo was also a little lacking in heart, even if the hospital was open all night, Dr. Miao might have been off work and replaced by another doctor on the night shift.

Wait a little until the night is slightly dark, and Mr. Mo will set off.

This time he chose to walk, and at the speed of walking, a round trip was almost enough to pass the time of the night, and maybe leave a little time to write homework or something.

The autumn night is gradually chilling, and the faint clouds obscure the moon, leaving only the chaotic neon lights of the city to illuminate the hurried people.

Gently burying his head in the shadow of his hood, Mr. Mo walked alone. Tonight, it's still the standard nocturnal configuration.

Crossing most of the city alone is not a big deal. There was a lot of traffic all the way, and they all passed by.

After arriving at the hospital, Mr. Mo asked the nurse at the front desk about Dr. Jiang's location, but was told that Dr. Jiang Miao was undergoing emergency surgery and that it would take another half an hour to finish.

Mr. Mo was not in a hurry, and went directly to wait there according to the operating room number indicated by the nurse.

Outside the operating room were anxious family members of the patient, whom Mr. Mo didn't know, so he just stood quietly aside.

After about 20 minutes, the operating room said that the red light in the operation was off, and a group of doctors and nurses walked out, judging from their relaxed expressions, the operation should have been successful.

Mr. Mo found Dr. Jiang Miao and greeted him.

Doctor Jiang Miao still has some impressions of Mr. Mo, a teenager who fought with Yu Xingyun, after all, the people who do it with Yu Xingyun are generally people of the same generation.

At that moment, he explained a few words to the doctor and nurse next to him, and then motioned for Mr. Mo to leave with him.

After turning a few corners left and right, the two arrived at a diagnostic office, which seemed to be where Dr. Jiang Miao was on duty.

After the two sat down separately, Dr. Miao took the lead in asking,

"It's only been three or four days since you came to me, did you do it with someone again, or did your physical condition deteriorate?"

Although the previous surgery had made his stubble stubble, his face full of exhaustion, he still dutifully inquired about Mr. Mo's physical condition.

"No, I just feel like my body is fully recovered, so I'm here to check it out."

Mr. Mo heard a little that Jiang Miao was a little dissatisfied with his fight, and Mr. Mo could understand it.

Doctors in general are very disgusted with those who don't take care of their bodies, especially those like Yu Xingyun and Mr. Mo, who have practiced martial arts. Relying on the force far beyond ordinary people, he will do it if he doesn't agree with him, and he will do it when he is interested, which is quite chivalrous and forbidden, but it is closer to the level of fighting bravely and ruthlessly, and completely leaving aside the health regimen of martial arts.

However, Yu Xingyun is an old friend of Dr. Miao, and Yu Xingyun messed up, so he had to help end it, and Yu Xingyun was also a little measured, so he wouldn't be too embarrassed.

In his eyes, Mr. Mo is estimated to be as virtuous as Yu Xingyun.

Jiang Miao was a little surprised by Mr. Mo's answer, not that Mr. Mo didn't fight again or anything, after all, even Yu Xingyun wouldn't do it every day, but he was very surprised by Mr. Mo's recovery speed. According to his estimates, Mr. Mo will have to recuperate for at least ten days to recover, and the fractured bone is no joke.

"Okay? Let's go get an X-ray with me first. ”

After that, I took Mr. Mo to the department where I took X-rays.

It's more useful to check it than to say anything.

However, on the way, Mr. Mo remembered some questions and felt the need to ask Dr. Jiang Miao.