37. For his sake, I can't help it

Li Nan didn't answer my question, the door of the operating room suddenly opened, and a nurse said to Li Nan: "Doctor Li, the teacher said that the patient woke up and wanted to see you." ”

Li Nan quickly stood up and walked to the operating room, and when she arrived at the door, she looked back at me, with a hint of complaint in her bright eyes, "He Jiaran, I didn't want to come here, but for the sake of Zou Moyan, I can't help it." ”

I just sat outside the operating room, there was no one on the entire floor, and my mind was turning over and over these things that happened, until Pan Yiming stood in front of me, I came back to my senses, "You tortured him like this, isn't it a special sense of accomplishment?" ”

Do I feel a sense of accomplishment? Why am I full of distress?

Why does everyone think I did something wrong in the first place?

My throat seemed to be blocked by something, and I couldn't say a word, Pan Yiming pointed to my nose and said, "On the day of the blue light club, Zou Moyan was drugged by the woman from the investor, he said he was uncomfortable and went out, I looked for a long time and found him on the rooftop of the top floor, I knew he was uncomfortable, and found two girls for him, guess what Zou Moyan did, he said that he had finished venting, although his body was uncomfortable again, his face was flushed and he soaked in ice water all night without touching the two women." ”

Now I can understand why he jerked off in the bathroom when I saw him for the first time, but what Pan Yiming didn't know was that nothing happened to Zou Moyan and I that night.

I took out my cigarette and wanted to smoke it, but when I looked up, I saw the words "no smoking" and put the cigarette case in my bag.

The phone rang at this time, I looked at the string of numbers on it, and knew that it was Zou Moyan, I hung up, and then a text message came in, 1201.

Pan Yiming didn't bother to pay attention to me, and left after speaking, and I, after thinking about all the things that had happened recently, walked to the front of the elevator and pressed the number button on the 12th floor.

I don't like this feeling of being hung on the board waiting to be slaughtered, I know that I have been caught in a net under Zou Moyan now, but I really want to ask him what he wants to do, if he wants to do anything to me, why did he let Pan Yiming provoke Lu Xiaoxiao, and why did Lu Chengying's company use such a large amount of money today?

This money Lu Chengying said that he would put it in our bank to give Lu Xiaoxiao Chong's performance as a last resort, so after one night's work, Lu Chengying's company must have encountered some problems.

I think I'm past the age of longing for love, what I care about now is my friends around me, Lu Chengying desperately rescued me from the fire, and helped me through one difficulty after another, if something happens to him, I can't sit idly by.

As soon as the elevator arrived, I saw Zou Moyan standing there, his face was very pale, and he slowly opened his arms.

I just stood there like that, and when I didn't know what to do, Zou Moyan pulled me into his arms.

His burning breath ran through my neck, his arm seemed to crush me with such force, and his voice was very deep: "I thought you weren't coming, I wanted to go downstairs and get you." ”

"You..." I only said one word, and I felt that the inside of my throat was very dry, Zou Moyan kissed my earlobe, "Don't say anything, I just want to hold you quietly." ”

I don't know how long he hugged him, and I didn't come back to my senses until Li Nan's cough came from behind me, but Zou Moyan still made the same action as before, Li Nan walked to our side and said softly: "You need to recuperate now." ”

"I know." Zou Moyan let go of me, and then held my hand tightly, "Go." ”

I was dragged into the ward by him, and Li Nan also seemed to follow in, but was rejected by Zou Moyan, "You go back, I want to stay with her for a while." ”

Li Nan looked at us, with an unpredictable smile on his face, but in the end, it turned into a wave of tenderness: "Mo Yan, good night." ”