After dropping this sentence, Chu Jiangmo rushed away.

Looking at General Chu's back as if he was running away, there was a smile between Mo Lanyan's eyebrows, but then there was a touch of sadness.

She thought that Chu Jiangmo had left, but who knew that Chu Jiangmo was back. After all, he couldn't rest assured of himself.

She was deliberately angry with him, and he was still like this. Fool, what a big fool.

Moran Ember sighed secretly, to be honest, if Chu Jiangmo gave his kindness to her to other women, which woman would not be moved?

She didn't want Chu Jiangmo to spend too much time and energy on herself, it wasn't worth it.

Moran Ember silently picked up the lunch box that had fallen to the ground, put the chopsticks in his right hand into the lunch box, and covered it with a lid, and then put the lunch box back on the cabinet.

Then he picked up the coat that was placed on the chair next to him and put it on himself, and then slowly walked to the electric wheelchair placed in the corner, and sat on it carefully, so as not to move too much and involve his own wounds.

Moran Ember operated the lever on the electric wheelchair, sat in the wheelchair, and directly manipulated the wheelchair to drive outside the ward.

She wanted to go out and get some air, she didn't want to stay in this ward.

Not only to avoid Chu Jiangmo, but more importantly, in this ward, and even in the entire hospital, as long as she stayed here for one more night, she felt panicked.

Every night she had nightmares, every night she felt tightness in her chest and was about to suffocate. Every time she felt like she was going to die, she struggled to wake up every time.

To be alive is to die.

Life is ridiculous.

Life is better than death, but you have to rely on it.

Moran Ember sat in an electric wheelchair and chose to take the elevator downstairs, but fortunately there was no one in the elevator, saving Moran Ember a lot of time.

After arriving on the first floor, Moran Ember directly controlled the electric wheelchair and went to the back garden. With her current physical condition, she will never be discharged from the hospital, and there is no need for her to find something to do.

Recuperating her body is not only her request to Jingtian, but also her request to herself.

At least stand up and straighten your back to the enemy.

She just felt that she was too bored and needed to go to the garden to relax.

And the hospital's specially built back garden has become her best place.

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the back garden of the hospital was almost empty, at least when Mo Lanshen arrived in the back garden, all he could see was trees, and there was no half a figure.

No one is better, she prefers to be alone.

Moran Ember subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and came to a place where daisies bloomed in a wheelchair.

Moran Ember still prefers places with flowers, especially now, and she likes these white things very much.

The white daisy looked hopeful, and she was hopeful.

Looking at the blooming daisy, Moran Ember couldn't help but reach out to touch it, and just as the index finger of his right hand was about to touch the daisy, a childish voice sounded in Moran Ash's ears.

"Don't pick it!"

A little boy in a red hat rushed over with a panicked look on his face. When he rushed to Moran's side, he almost subconsciously broke Moran's hand with his gloved hands.

Moran Ember withdrew his hand and looked at the little boy running over in astonishment.

"Don't pluck it, it's alive, and you are not allowed to touch it." The little boy stood in front of the flower bed, spreading his short arms and maintaining the few white daisies.