"Eh, by the way, your other family members, go pay the fees." "Okay, right away." They didn't have much money, but fortunately, there were many people, they were all brothers, and no one was stingy, and Lao Qiu also took out all the money that Han Feng gave him at that time and went over to pay the money.

It was tossed until the early hours of the morning, Han Mo was out of danger, and the doctor said to Han Feng in the ward: "Fortunately, the patient's knife wound is not deep, although it was sent a little late, but it was only a shock caused by excessive blood loss, and after the blood transfusion stopped the bleeding, it was almost the same, and then it was a good recuperation, and after two days of observation, he could be discharged from the hospital, and then he came to remove the stitches a week later." ”

"Okay, thank you, doctor." Han Feng had just been drained of 400CC of blood, coupled with the psychological damage caused to him by Han Mo's cutting wrists, he didn't want to talk anymore, and the more mature Lao Qiu was helping to deal with everything. "Alas, I'm young now." The doctor sighed, shook his head, and walked away. Xiaolong and Lao Qiu were both standing next to Han Feng, Han Feng sat on the chair, looking at Han Mo with some distraction. Now Han Feng finally understood why Han Mo was so distracted that he didn't even notice him entering the bathroom at that time, this feeling of losing everything and putting all the blame on himself can instantly crush a person's spirit.

"Team Han, you have a mouthful of food, you must be weak after the blood transfusion." Da Xue walked in from outside the door, carrying breakfast in his hand. "It's okay, I'm not hungry, you can eat. When you're done, go back, and I'll be here myself." Han Feng said in a flat voice. This kind of blandness is the reason why he can no longer move any feelings, and Han Mo was also this kind of blandness at that time. "That, Xiaolong, Xiaoqing hasn't eaten yet, she can't see with her eyes, you go back and take care of it, and that Lao Qiu, you go back too, your mother also needs you to take care of it." I'm an idler, just accompany the Korean team here. Da Xue said.

"Da Xue, you don't have to stay here, let me stay by myself." Han Feng still said flatly, seeing that these old people were still not at ease, he showed a smile: "I'm really fine, when Han Mo wakes up, I still want to say a few words to her, didn't the doctor say it's okay." The three of them looked at each other, and after being silent for a while, they said Okay, then Han Team, you remember to eat, don't Han Mo didn't wake up, you couldn't stay up.

"yes, got it." Han Feng nodded and watched the three of them leave the ward. Now only Han Feng and Han Mo are left in the ward, and Han Feng didn't tell his family about it, not because he was afraid that his family would blame him, but because he didn't want them to worry. And there are some things that you have to solve by yourself. Han Mo lying on the bed is like a porcelain doll, his originally white and tender face is even paler because of blood loss, his long black and soft hair is pillow under his head, his left hand is stuck in a hanging bottle, and his right wrist is covered with layers of gauze.

She's not just a porcelain doll, so fragile that the slightest injury will tear it apart. Da Xue and they hadn't been gone for ten minutes, Han Mo slowly opened his eyes, first stunned for a moment, and then his eyes slowly focused, and he saw Han Feng who was close at hand. "Awake?" Han Feng now smiled from the bottom of his heart, looked at Han Mo and said.

"I ...... Aren't you dead......" Han Mo looked confused, and then there was a burst of loneliness, "Why didn't you die ......?" "Even if you are so small, you still want to kill yourself, save it." Han Feng made a joke, and when he saw that Han Mo was about to move his hand, he hurriedly pressed it.

"Don't move, tell me what you want to do." "Why didn't you die...... I shouldn't have lived......" Han Mo lay on the bed and muttered distractedly. Hearing these two words, Han Feng's heart tightened for a while, and he pinched Han Mo's little nose: "Don't go to this extreme in the future, let your parents know how sad it should be." "Are you sad?" Han Mo asked rhetorically. "Of course! Where can I find such a goddess sister if I don't have it! Also, you have my 400CC blood in your body now, if you die, I won't have a place to go, even if you are for my 400CC blood, don't go to extremes, do you know? Han Feng said softly. But I'm superfluous. Han Mo stared at the ceiling and said lonely. Do you understand the connection of blood, now even if we are connected by blood, you are redundant, then I am also redundant. Han Feng said, opened the breakfast that Da Xue bought, and took out a cup of soy milk. Warm, just drink, don't move, I'll feed you. Han Feng said, inserting the straw in.

"Brother." Han Mo called Han Feng softly, "Am I particularly annoying." "Don't think about it, come on, open your mouth." Han Feng leaned the straw over, and Han Mo tilted his head, "I will only drink it when you answer me." "No, I've never hated you." Han Feng replied a little against his will, to be honest, in the past, Han Feng had a period of time when he was really annoyed by this sister. "Lying." Han Mo flattened his mouth and instantly debunked Han Feng, "You just hated me." "Ugh...... I hated it, but I didn't want to be annoying. Han Feng had no choice but to play a word game, "Momo, in the future, you can do whatever you want, brother will listen to you, don't worry about these things by yourself, okay?" "What do you want to do?" Han Mo asked in disbelief. "Yes, I will listen to you whatever you want to do." Han Feng repeated it for sure. "You said it, don't go back." Han Mo smiled, and Han Feng could see that Han Mo was laughing from the bottom of his heart. "Well, no repentance. As for Xiaowei's matter, nothing really happened to the two of us, so don't do anything ten times a hundred times willy. Han Feng had already decided to give Han Mo the greatest warmth, even if it was out of family affection, this was what Han Feng should do.

"Then when I can't see it, you are not allowed to do it!" Han Mo made a request at this time. "Then you drink a big mouthful of soy milk first, and I will promise you." Han Feng replied. Han Mo opened his mouth, used all his strength to suck a mouthful of soy milk, puffed out his cheeks, and then looked at Han Feng and swallowed it one by one.

"It's not big enough, so I'll take a big sip." Han Mo said with a grin. "No need, I'll have to choke later." "Will you promise me, then?" Han Mo's eyes were full of expectation. "Promise, how could I not agree to what my sister said." Han Feng scratched her nose and said.

"Hee-hee." Now Han Mo was only left with a smirk, looking at Han Feng very happily. "You didn't tell the family, did you?" Han Mo asked again after drinking the soy milk.

"No, I'm afraid they'll be worried, now that you're fine, I'll say it." Han Feng nodded, and then took out his mobile phone. "Don't do it. Tell your family, and you'll get beaten again. ”

(End of chapter)