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Peaches didn't pay attention at all, and Zhao Xue and Hu Yucheng, who were behind her, proudly made a color to each other.

The door of ward 507 was pushed open with a "squeak".

Momoko stood at the door of the ward, looking at the snow-white ceiling, snow-white sheets, and snow-white floor tiles in the ward, and the whole world seemed to have turned into a snow-white, and the person lying on the bed, with a pale face, lay there quietly, as if he was not breathing.

"Woo...... Husband ......" Peach choked and threw herself directly to Shen Mochen's bedside, reached out to hold his white and slender hand, the touch in the palm of his hand was not as warm as usual, there was a cold feeling, and then look at his pale and calm expression, Peaches' tears fell down all of a sudden.

"Husband, what's wrong with you...... Where did you hurt......" Momoko held Shen Mochen's hand, pressed his palm against his face, and looked around at him with a pair of moist eyes.

It's just that...... It's weird......

He seemed to be asleep, and there were no obvious injuries other than a little pale and a little low temperature......

With a trace of doubt in his heart, with hazy teary eyes, Peaches carefully lifted the quilt covered by Shen Mochen......

Don't...... Shen Mochen suffered internal injuries??

Peach's white teeth bit her lower lip, hesitated, reached out and touched the tears on her face, and directly reached out to lift Shen Mochen's white shirt.

His fair skin was perfectly presented in front of him, not to mention the wounds on his body, not even a little bruise.

"Huh??" Peach's tears finally stopped, and she glanced back at Zhao Xue and Hu Yucheng who were standing at the door of the ward, and said strangely: "What's wrong with him??" It doesn't look like you've been in a car accident......"

"Ahem...... Hu Yucheng coughed twice in embarrassment, turned his head to look at Zhao Xue's eyes, and then said cautiously with a smiling face: "That...... He's really out of a little bit of ...... A little bit of a car accident ......"

Hu Yucheng stretched out his little finger and gestured towards the peach: "It's just that it wasn't hit by a car...... But...... It's ......"

"And what??" Momoko looked at him quizzically.

"Rather...... I accidentally hit ...... with my bicycle," Hu Yucheng's voice was already small, like a mosquito calling.

"......" Momoko was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to look at Shen Mochen, who was sleeping quietly on the hospital bed, and said strangely: "Can a bicycle knock people out??" ”

"Hehe......" Hu Yucheng smiled awkwardly, turned his head to look at Zhao Xue, and blinked his narrow eyes, indicating that he really couldn't make it up.

"Silly peach." Zhao Xue, who had been standing beside Hu Yucheng, finally spoke: "Your husband was not knocked unconscious, I asked the fox to give him a drink with sleeping pills, and then waited for him to fall asleep, and then carried him here." ”

“…… Sleeping pill?? Momoko looked at her in disbelief.

"Hey...... Peaches, don't be stupid, what's so good about the United States, you have to get married in the end, what's the difference between leaving your parents two years earlier and living independently two years later......" Zhao Xue opened her round eyes and said towards Peach.