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However, thanks to him, these annoying reporters will obediently walk away, and she can be relieved.

Beichen Shaoting glanced at the reporters who scattered in a hurry, and then turned his eyes to look at Mo Qianqian beside him.

He suddenly held out a palm towards her.

"Let's go!"

Seeing this, Mo Qian nodded his head, and then stretched out his hand and put it on his palm.

Beichen Shaoting held her hand and led her towards the hospital.

………………

Yin Yecheng's ward, Beichen Shaoting's people had already inquired.

After entering the hospital, he took Mo Qianqian directly to the elevator to the floor of the ward where Yin Yecheng lived.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I didn't see a single idle person, only outside a ward, there were people from the Yin family standing.

Seeing the arrival of Mo Qianqian and Beichen Shaoting, the people of the Yin family hurriedly stopped the two.

"Get out of here!" Beichen Shaoting frowned impatiently!

"Let them in!" Not long after Beichen Shaoting's voice fell, another voice came from inside.

Hearing this, the other party got out of the way and let Mo Qianqian and Beichen Shaoting in.

………………

Inside the hospital room.

Yin Yecheng was lying on the bed, his face a little pale.

On the side, there was a doctor standing, examining his leg.

Mo Qianqian and Beichen Shaoting came in, and when they saw this meeting, they didn't say anything, but silently put the fruit basket they bought aside.

"You get out!" Seeing the two of them coming in, Yin Yecheng glanced at the doctor and said.

"Yes!" Hearing this, the doctor nodded, reached over the quilt, covered his legs, and turned to go out.

Mo Qianqian's gaze stopped at the part of his legs, and his expression was a little complicated and guilty.

His legs, it doesn't look like he's doing well.

Mo Qianqian approached slowly, but he didn't know what to say, and after opening his mouth, he could only ask such a sentence.

"Are you alright......"

"I can't die." Yin Yecheng's gaze slowly swept over her, looking at Beichen Shaoting beside her.

"It's good if you can't die!" Beichen Shaoting snorted coldly!

Mo Qianqian's face changed, and he hurriedly reached out and pushed Beichen Shaoting's chest, and glared at him at the end!

Did he speak like that......

Is this what to say when visiting a patient? People are still hurting, can't he say something nice?

Beichen Shaoting raised his eyebrows, his face was innocent, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said just now!

It's good not to say you can't die! Is it better to say dead?!

"Your legs...... Is it better? After a while, Mo Qianqian continued to ask Yin Yecheng.

Yin Yecheng paused, did not answer her words immediately, looking at his expression, he seemed to be a little hesitant......

Seeing him like this, Mo Qianqian's heart couldn't help but get nervous, was his leg very serious...... It's like what the media says.

"Heh, a guest?" At this time, at the door of the ward, a somewhat frivolous voice suddenly came......

Mo Qianqian didn't need to turn his head to look, he knew who was coming.

This tone of under-beating, who else can there be besides Yin Zexiu.

Yin Zexiu strode in, saw Mo Qianqian and Beichen Shaoting, then sneered, and then looked away.

"Fourth brother!" He walked to Yin Yecheng's hospital bed, then bent down and asked in a low voice.

Yin Yecheng didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.