Chu Mochen didn't say anything more to Song Leduo, and got into the car directly.

Looking at the car that was leaving quickly, Song Le frowned, and now, he was even more sure that Zhuang Xiaoyan and Chu Mochen were not an ordinary relationship!

Zhuang Xiaoyan didn't know when she lost consciousness, her whole body was groggy, her whole body was hot, and it was so hot that she felt strained to breathe.

In my ears, there are all kinds of noisy sounds.

There were voices of talking, there were footsteps, and all kinds of sounds came and went very chaotic, and she wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them.

She was originally hot, but she instantly felt cold in her body, so cold that she couldn't help shivering.

The picture flashed in my mind, and I suddenly went back to more than ten years ago, and I was locked in the toilet......

"Save me......" Zhuang Xiaoyan muttered in a daze, his face flushed, and his mood was very unstable.

Chu Mochen, who was standing beside the bed, frowned, his eyes full of worry and distress.

After the doctor did an examination, he looked at the coldness exuded by the man's body, and said cautiously: "Mr. Chu, the patient has a high fever caused by a cold, and the wound on his back is soaked in dirty water and causes infection, which is not serious, as long as the infusion is anti-inflammatory and the fever is reduced, he will recover soon." ”

Chu Mochen pursed his lips and nodded, agreeing with the doctor's infusion.

When the doctor was ready to insert the needle, Zhuang Xiaoyan's hand moved very uncooperatively, and he kept muttering something in his mouth, which made it difficult for the doctor to start.

Chu Mochen sat down on the edge of the bed and vaguely heard her voice: "Save me...... Mother Zhuang, save me...... It's so uncomfortable......"

Chu Mochen's eyes sank, listening to her helpless and sad plea for help, and his heart was clenched fiercely.

A big hand gently stroked her forehead, and a low voice sounded in her ears: "Yanyan, don't be afraid of me." ”

Zhuang Xiaoyan, who was asleep, seemed to hear the voice, and his mood calmed down little by little.

Chu Mochen looked at the doctor's infusion and asked coldly, "She just has a fever, why is her mood so unstable?" ”

"The patient may have been frightened because he fell into the water and had a fever, or he may have had a similar experience and left sequelae, so he reacted so excitedly." The doctor replied respectfully.

Sequela? Thinking of her words just now, Chu Mochen's face instantly became gloomy.

Have you ever had a similar experience?

How many grievances has this little girl suffered?

Chu Mochen never knew what regret was, but at this moment, he regretted very much that he didn't say goodbye!

A piercing chill flashed in Chu Mochen's eyes.

Zhuang Xiaoyan didn't know how long he had been asleep, he felt like he had slept for a century.

When you open your eyes, you enter a familiar room.

When she got up, she saw Chu Mochen leaning on the sofa opposite, his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

He looked very tired, the buttons at the neck of his shirt were unbuttoned and opened casually, and his clothes that had been fit were full of wrinkles. has always loved a man who can't tolerate a trace of messiness, but he has made himself so unseemly.

Zhuang Xiaoyan moved her arm, and felt some pain in the back of her hand, and then she saw an empty medicine bag hanging on the side, and she had been infused.

She passed out and the man stayed by her side? Take care of her?

Zhuang Xiaoyan couldn't bear to wake him up, got out of bed lightly, endured the faint pain in his back, took the blanket, and gently covered the man.

But her very light movement caused the man's eyebrows to twist slightly, and the next moment his wrist was held.

"Hiss......"

He was holding the place where she had the needle.

Chu Mochen's deep eyes opened immediately, and after seeing the person in front of him, he immediately let go, frowning: "Why did you get out of bed?" ”

Zhuang Xiaoyan stared at the eyes full of worry tightly, his heart tightened, he opened his mouth, and was about to speak, when he felt a hot pain in his throat.

She endured the pain and asked softly, "Have you been taking care of it here?" ”

Listening to her hoarse voice, Chu Mochen quickly got up, picked her up horizontally, strode towards the big bed, and replied in such a natural tone: "I don't take care of you, who do you want to take care of you?" ”

Leaning her face against the man's chest, Zhuang Xiaoyan smelled a faint smell of tobacco, and she hooked his neck: "Chu Bawang, how long have I been asleep?" ”

"I've been sleeping since I came back yesterday and have been sleeping until now, a day." Chu Mochen's tone was light and light, and at the end, he added a familiar dislike from Zhuang Xiaoyan: "It's like a little pig, you can't wake up no matter how you scream, if you didn't sleep very dishonestly, I thought it was ......."

Speaking of this, Chu Mochen's words stopped stiffly, not wanting to reveal the panic in his heart that he had never had.

No matter what he called her, no matter what he said to her, she ignored him, making him feel like he was about to lose her.