At this moment.

"Ahh

Mo Dieyi suddenly sneezed super loudly, and her heart trembled: "Butler, my eyelids are suddenly beating so badly, is my left eye jumping from disaster?" ”

"Yes, the eldest lady, the left eye jumps disaster, and the right eye jumps wealth."

The housekeeper answered honestly.

"Then I'm going to be in trouble."

Mo Dieyi looked bitter: "No, don't go out recently." ”

In the box.

"Bang bang!"

The manager brought the waiter to serve the food.

Ye Lige picked up the chopsticks and ate silently, not daring to raise his eyes to look at a man whose face was already gloomy to the extreme.

"Taste this."

Just when Ye Lige was eating vigorously, Mo Bingyan's chopsticks suddenly reached over and put the sashimi dipped in a little mustard sauce on a small plate in front of Ye Lige.

It's what she loves to eat.

I hadn't told him about my preferences before, but Mo Bingyan seemed to know everything.

The heart of the night song fluttered like a drum.

During the whole meal, she didn't even dare to raise her head, and she didn't even know how to leave the Japanese restaurant.

Although it was already half past two o'clock in the working hours, the sun was still hot, and Gu Beitang was still guarding the gate of the hospital, his clear and handsome eyes kept looking at the end of the road like a door god.

The luxury car slowly drove into sight and stopped on the side of the road, and the white-gloved driver got out of the car and pulled the door.

Inside the car.

"Then I'll go first."

Ye Lige stood stiffly, and the nervous fat hands had nowhere to put them, so he got out of the car like a fledgle.

"I'll pick you up from work."

The man's cold voice came from behind him, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, as if he didn't care about what she said before about liking women.

He's always been like that.

Whether she committed suicide or threatened to cuckold him, until now he said that he likes women, he has this attitude, a faint and indifferent look, anyway, he just doesn't divorce.

Ye Lige watched the car slowly drive away from sight, and his heart was like overturning oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

"Leave the song."

A familiar voice came.

Ye Lige unconsciously tightened his willow eyebrows and turned to face the direction where the voice came: "You haven't left yet." ”

"Lige, I know that Mo Bingyan must have told you something, so you would say something like that to me, I am waiting here to tell you that I will not give up."

He didn't wait for Ye Lige to speak, he turned around and left, his back revealing absolute persistence.

Night Song: "......"

What a headache!

In his previous life, he was obviously a pitiful little who was not loved by his father and mother, how could he become a heartthrob in this life?

Hospital.

"Leave the song, come on."

As soon as she walked into the emergency room, Wang Jun came in a hurry and pulled her: "Follow me." ”

"What's the situation?"

The night left the song and asked as he followed.

"There's a little girl who got into a car accident and fell into a coma, you need to come and see it, the finger you showed last time might help."

The scene of Ye Lige holding a tool to open a skull in the emergency room last time left a deep impression on Wang Jun.

In the rescue room.

Ye Lige saw the little girl who had been in a car accident, lying on the operating table, with a tube inserted and her face pale, motionless like a doll whose soul was no longer in her shell.

Didn't say a word.

The song of night departure was already on the pulse of the little girl, and the doctors around her looked at each other.

"Who is this?"

A doctor asked Wang Jun.

Wang Jun shook his head and didn't answer, he couldn't tell them that this was a scumbag who hadn't been admitted to medical school.

At this moment.

Ye Lige was looking at the little girl's pupils, and the doctor next to her couldn't help but say: "It's useless, just now, you were declared dead before you came in." ”