Leaving her mother to be taken care of by Zhang's mother, Geqi is naturally relieved.

She left the hospital with a small orange square bag, and as soon as she left the gate of the hospital, she saw Moskong's car driving all the way in, and her eyes followed the back of the car until it was nowhere to be seen.

She pinched the edge of the yellow bag and rubbed it back and forth for a long time, although the hot sun was shining on her, she still chose to stand there motionless, until the feeling of distress subsided, and then sighed slightly and left.

Reaching out to touch her face, it turned out to be wet, since when did she start to cry so well.

Moskong parked his car in the hospital garage, and in the summer he had a fever and even his vision was blurred.

He pressed his temples, tried to stay awake, walked a few steps, and finally saw Lu Chengfeng.

"Isn't it just to break up, as for it, you can still make yourself a sick person." Lu Chengfeng hated that iron could not become steel, so he stepped forward to help him.

Mo Sikong's body was like a fireball, hot and terrifying.

Lu Chengfeng frowned slightly and helped him to the emergency room.

High fever 39°8.

If you burn it any longer, you might be a fool.

As soon as Lu Chengfeng sent the person to the hospital bed, the mobile phone rang, a large car accident, the emergency department needs a lot of manpower, let him hurry up and prepare.

A doctor is a life-saving profession, and he can't be the exclusive domain of Moskong.

After scolding her mother irritably, she found Geqi's phone.

As soon as Geqi was about to leave, he received a call from him.

"Geqi, Mo Sikong is going to die, you hurry up and take a look, it's ...... bed 12 in the emergency department" Lu Chengfeng left after making sure that he had explained clearly.

Ge Qi stared at the phone for a long time, really wondering if it was an auditory hallucination just now, but the call record clearly showed that she and Lu Chengfeng were on the phone.

How could Mo Sikong be dead, wasn't he still driving just now.

She hesitated, her face hesitated, and finally she turned around and ran towards the place Lu Chengfeng said.

Mo Sikong was lying on the hospital bed, wearing the black shirt he attended at the banquet yesterday, the nurse took the hospital gown and handed it to Geqi: "You are Mr. Mo's girlfriend, Dr. Lu said just now, Mr. Mo needs to be hospitalized, you can help him change his hospital gown first!" ”

"This, I ......"

While the nurse was busy with her work, she heard someone shouting, she quickly stood up and agreed, and then ran away.

There is no separate room in the emergency room, Geqi took the hospital gown, looked at the unconscious Mo Sikong, showed an embarrassed expression, and a kind aunt next to her did not forget to remind her to close the curtain.

Geqi smiled awkwardly and closed the curtain.

Although the two used to be close, but now that they have broken up, not to mention that in this blatant daylight, it is really a test for her to ask her to help him change clothes.

The nurse hurriedly came, holding a needle in her hand, and after injecting Moskong, she said: "Why haven't you helped him change his clothes, there are a large number of patients in the emergency room, a large car accident, you hurry up, change it, we will send him to surgery." ”

Geqi put down the bag at this time, and immediately nodded in response: "Oh, okay, I'll change it for him immediately." ”

With that, she reached out to unbutton Mo Sikong's shirt.

The sturdy body was displayed in front of her, and Mo Sikong wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, and she immediately helped him up, ripped off his shirt, and put him on a hospital gown.

"Cold ......" Mo Sikong closed his eyes, but his hand hugged Geqi tightly, and he said a word in his voice.

Ge Qi felt that his face was pressed against his skin, and it was scary, and he was worried: "It's okay, change your clothes, and cover the quilt so that it won't be cold." ”

After she finished speaking, Mo Sikong let go of his hand.

After changing his shirt, the little nurse came again with a basin in her hand: "The fever-reducing needle has been beaten, it may take a while to have a medicinal effect, and now it can only be physically cooled, you use alcohol and warm water to help Mr. Mo wipe his body, I'm really embarrassed, it's a mess outside, I can only trouble you." ”

"Oh, it's okay, you go get busy." Geqi heard the noisy crying outside and knew that a large wave of patients had come.

The nurse left, and Geqi lifted Mo Sikong's quilt, rubbed it, and ripped his pants off.

She carefully helped him change into a hospital gown, and the skin touched by her fingertips could spread eggs.

Quickly help him wipe his body.

Mo Sikong kept babbling, and she couldn't really hear it.

It wasn't until she had wiped him and arranged his clothes that she leaned close to his lips and put her ears to listen to him.

"Qiqi, Qiqi, wait for me to come back, you must wait for me to come back!"

"Dad, Mom, I don't want to go, I want to be with Qiqi, I want to be with her!"

Geqi's heart seems to have been cut open by a blunt knife, and it tears his heart and lungs.

She held his hand tightly: "Mo Sikong, I'm here, I won't go anywhere, I will never leave you again, how about you get better, woo-Brother Mo!" ”

After she shouted the title she used to shout when she was a child, she burst into tears.

When Lu Chengfeng came, it was already four hours later.

Ge Qi was doing physical cooling for him, he looked at the drip, and tested the temperature with his hands, staring at Mo Sikong.

"It's much better, you don't have to physically cool him down anymore, and if he says it's cold later, I'll move him a quilt."

Geqi didn't speak, just nodded.

Lu Chengfeng said again: "Miao Sen's death hit him very hard, Miao Sen's father once saved Mo Sikong's life, but now Miao Sen is dead in his hands, he snubbed you for a while, don't be angry." ”

"He left suddenly because of Grandpa Mo's affairs, right?" Geqi was still very ignorant at that time, and he didn't know anything about political issues.

I didn't know that Mo Sikong left her at that time, and there was really no news from her since.

"I don't know about the Mo family, I only know that he has had a hard time over the years, I actually met him in the black boxing market, when he was boxing in it, the kind that was beaten, he always lost, because his fake boxing was first-class, and others couldn't see it."

Geqi's breathing was pinched, and he was stiff and speechless for a long time.

Lu Chengfeng sighed slightly: "If you can, please stay by his side, don't have any dealings with the people of the Song family, just treat yourself as if you are not a member of the Song family, or stay away from him, as if you have never known each other." ”

His words made Geqi wonder: "Why, why did you cut off relations with the singer?" ”

A trace of panic crossed Lu Chengfeng's eyes, and he sighed instead: "Do you think Mo Sikong will let go of Ge Yan Peak?" ”

Ge Qi also knew that he would not let go of Ge Yanfeng.

But Ge Yanfeng has broken his legs and has to live in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, how can he not let him go, kill him, kill his grandfather, kill her, and the whole family will accompany Miao Sen?

She didn't know if Mo Sikong would do this, but she knew that it was impossible for him to untie the knot for the rest of his life.

So even if they love each other, they can't be together.

Geqi staggered away, forgetting to even take the bag, and when Mo Sikong woke up, he saw the orange bag on the bedside table.

He frowned slightly and turned his head to look at Lu Chengfeng.

Lu Chengfeng smiled, took the bag and said that it was left by the previous patient.

He closed his eyes without saying a word, and pretended to be asleep.

Lu Chengfeng saw his stinky temper coming up, and said impatiently: "Okay, don't put on a stinky face, won't you lose your love, isn't there still me, after hanging up the drip, wait for me here, I'll send you back." ”

"Does the doctor still have a chat?" Mo Sikong issued an eviction order.

Lu Chengfeng glared at him as if he didn't know the hearts of good people: "Don't worry about patients." With that, he turned to leave, and the white coat fluttered with his steps.

He walked to the door and turned around again: "Oh, by the way, Geqi is going to take over the singer." ”

The Qiandao Group is determined to win the singer, if Ge Qi just takes over the singer, the singer will be smashed in her hands, and she will definitely become the target of the public at that time.

However, with Geqi's temperament, he will definitely not let the Qiandao Company succeed, and when the time comes, he may not be able to make some crazy moves in order to keep the company.

The people of the singer are all crazy people, and they are ruthless, both to the enemy and to themselves.

He reminded Mo Sikong that he was to let him decide for himself whether to help Geqi or not.

Mo Sikong still closed his eyes as if he hadn't heard, Lu Chengfeng shook his head and left helplessly.

Lu Chengfeng was busy until he got off work, and when Moskong's driver sent him home.

There is an insulated box at the door of the villa.

"You asked the cook from the Eight Immortals Building to bring you food?" Lu Chengfeng looked at the thermos box and asked suspiciously.

Mo Sikong knew the thermos box, the one he mentioned last time he brought dinner from the Eight Immortals Building to Geqi's apartment.

He furrowed his eyebrows, thinking of the lady's sachet that had been placed at the head of the bed.

"I've broken up with Geqi." He carried the thermos box and said a word to him.

Lu Chengfeng didn't react for a long time, what kind of brain circuit is this, what kind of brain circuit is this, and the question he asked doesn't seem to be related to Geqi's eight poles.

This man is really hard to serve.

He thought of Miao Sen again, and mourned for his future assistant.

The two entered the door, and Mo Sikong turned around: "You can go back." ”

"You've bought all the food, man, I've been busy all day and night." Lu Chengfeng wanted to scold his mother.

"If there is only one person, you will be given the money to buy it." Mo Sikong took his purse out of his pocket, pulled out a card and handed it to him.

The atmosphere of Lu Cheng is not light, and I haven't seen such a fast crossing of the river and demolishing the bridge, and the river has not been crossed.

Grab the card and leave arrogantly.

Mo Sikong closed the door, walked to the living room, put the insulated box on the coffee table, showed his little weakness, and leaned back on the sofa with his eyes closed.

The home can be described as silent.

He wrinkled his eyebrows, this is just a house, it is not a home, his home should have parents, grandfather, and a cute, sometimes a little willful, and a little stubborn and awkward little wife, or more, there is a cute child.

Thinking of this, he sat up, and his whole person fell into endless irritability.

Carrying the insulated box, I walked directly to the trash can and threw things directly into it.

When the doorbell rang, he thought it was Lu Chengfeng, and said impatiently: "Why are you ......?"

"Brother Mo!" Miao Lanlan stood in front of him and shouted cordially.

"It's Lan Lan, come in." Mosko's body slightly sideways let her in the door.