After sitting outside the 'door' of the emergency room for more than an hour, when the midday sun finally illuminated the cold corridor, the red light that had been on finally turned green.

Hurriedly getting up, Murong Jin stared anxiously at the closed big 'door'. After a while, the chief surgeon who operated on Mo Yuhan finally came out of it.

"Doctor, how is she?" With a little nervousness, Murong Jin asked nervously.

The doctor took off the mask and said with a slight sigh of relief: "Don't worry, fortunately, it didn't hurt the muscles and bones, and the arm was saved." ”

Hearing this, the stone pressed in Murong Jin's heart was finally half lowered, "What about the others?" She's fine, right? "Don't worry, everything else is just skin trauma, it's fine." The doctor said in the affirmative.

"Okay, thank you then!" Finally relieved, Murong Jin nodded at the doctor with emotion, but he didn't know that in the doctor's eyes, his expression was much like a husband worried about his wife.

"It's okay, take good care of her in the future, and she will recover soon." Patting him on the shoulder, the doctor relieved him and left. Murong Jin was stunned for a moment, and stayed where he was.

The 'door' was opened again, and this time it was the nurse who pushed Mo Yuhan out. Retracting his god, Murong Jin hurriedly greeted him.

Mo Yuhan's anesthetic 'medicine' has not been withdrawn, so the person has not woken up. The whole face was pale and bloodless, and there were scars and blood stains on the face and elsewhere.

"Please arrange the best ward!" Helping to support the cart, Murong Jin said to the nurse.

"Okay, I will send a high single room for additional care, you go through the formalities first. But don't worry, she's fine. Nodding at him, the nurse pushed the man away.

Letting go of the cart and stopping in the hall, Murong Jin watched them enter the elevator.

However, when he stopped, he did not rush to go through the formalities, but hesitated.

She's fine, so doesn't he have to care about her anymore? Just go through the formalities?

After a pause, he turned and walked to the counter, his eyes always hesitant. "What are you going to do, sir?" Seeing that he hadn't said anything, the nurse at the reception took the initiative to ask.

"Go through the hospitalization procedures." He said, then 'touched' his phone.

She's fine, so there's no need for him to stay here. And he hated her in the first place, so there was no reason to stay.

Thinking like this, he called Lan Chengzhe's phone: "Chengzhe, do you know where the baby is?" He said as he took the slip from the nurse and filled it out; You tell her, something happened to Mo Yuhan, and now in the Affiliated Hospital of the University of Science and Technology in S City, I can't contact her, so help me talk about it. After speaking, he didn't hear what Lan Chengzhe said, so he hung up the phone.

Then I swiped my card, took the list given by the nurse, and walked towards the elevator.

Just put down the list and he's good to go. As long as he was a little more ruthless, she should have given up.

With a mental decision, he hurried into the elevator and went to the advanced ward on the 7th floor.

When he came over, the nurses had already helped Mo Yuhan change to the 'bed', and when they saw him come in, they said: "She will wake up soon, her hands can't move yet, just look at her drip." ”

Glancing at the person on the 'bed' and the bottle of drip, Murong Jin slightly clenched the list in his hand: "Is there a nurse here?" ”

"Caregivers? Yes, do you want a caregiver? When she said this, the nurse's eyes changed dramatically. Looking at him, he seemed to be speculating on something.

I was so worried just now, and now I have to ask a nurse to take care of it, which is obviously too strange.

"I ......" opened his mouth, Murong Jin seemed to want to explain something, but before he could say anything, a moan came from the sick bed: "It hurts......"

"Mo Yuhan!"

Without saying a word, Murong Jin immediately walked over, and when he saw Mo Yuhan's brows tightly knit and moaning lowly, he became even more worried.

However, Mo Yuhan just said a few words in a daze, and did not really mean to wake up.

The nurse looked at it and said, "It's okay, she's just dreaming, but the anesthetic is about to subside, and she will wake up soon." You ......" After a slight pause, she looked at Murong Jin, who was obviously very nervous now, with a look of concern: "You better accompany her well." With that, she smiled slightly.

Murong Jin looked at her, and then looked at the person lying on the 'bed'. The list in his hand was wrinkled, and he was silent for a long time, "Okay, I'll call you later." Nodding, he suddenly had a feeling of resignation.

"Okay, of course, it's best for your 'girlfriend' to be hurt like this, otherwise she will be sad." Speaking in a slightly envious tone, the nurse withdrew.

Murong Jin glanced at it, and he didn't even bother to say anything to explain. Looking back at the person who didn't wake up, he looked helpless.

This 'female' person is really a troublesome 'essence', and she will make trouble for him the most!

Although he thought so, he gently helped her tuck the corners of the quilt, and then quietly guarded by her side.

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transferred Mi You to the old lady, and Long Yuze asked Lu Ning to buy lunch again.

Then under Long Dashao's stern gaze, Mi You ate half of it, and then stared at half of it.

"President, I can't eat anymore." After facing the lunch for a long time, Mi Yu finally turned her head and looked at the guy next to her who had been staring at her for a long time with a shriveled face.

"Full?" Glancing at the half of her lunch left, Long Yuze said coldly.

"Full, really!" In fact, she wasn't hungry at all, and if it weren't for him glaring at her, she wouldn't want to eat at all. In order to show that he was not lying, Mi You also 'touched' and 'touched' his stomach.

"Okay, that's not going to be eaten." got up to help her clean up the things in front of her, Long Yuze turned around and threw them into the trash. But before Mi You could catch his breath, he said, "Prepare dessert after dinner." After speaking, he took out a bag of cakes and refreshments and put them in front of Mi You.

Suddenly petrified, Mi You stared at the thing blankly, only to feel a wave of nausea in his stomach.

"President, I'm ......" "You're too thin, hold your hands and kowtow." And there is gastritis, how can you do it if you don't eat enough? The latter words are said in my heart. Long Yuze opened those cakes seriously.

Mi You lost his voice for a while, staring at his serious appearance and wanted to ask rhetorically, do you want to 'fatten' me so that I can be used as a pillow? --|||

"Do you eat it yourself, or do I feed you?" Completely ignoring Mi You's expression, he had already picked up a piece of cake and said.

"I don't want to eat it." Hanging his shoulders, Miyu looked at him sadly.

"Okay, I'll feed you." N+1 played Long's unique 'door' self-talk, Long Yuze moved things to the side and sat down beside her: "How do you want to feed?" Horizontally? Vertically? Or are you lying down? With a hand gently wrapped around her shoulder, he raised his eyebrows with the cake.

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looked at him with contempt to the point of speechlessness, Mi You scolded in his heart, I am a patient, do you know that you are bullying a patient?!

Young Master Long replied with an upright look, I am bullying you!

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