In this way, he will not take his body seriously.

In this way, he would not have dragged his body down like this...... What a good person, tortured by himself.

More than forty **** nights and nights, every time Quan Mo has difficulty breathing, every time she wakes up from sleep, every time she turns over and frowns, and every time she clutches the quilt because of pain and thinks she can't see it...... She saw it all.

She knew that what she could do until now was the limit.

She was tired, looking at the injuries on Quan Mo's body every day, listening to the doctor say that there were a bunch of sequelae that might be left in the future, and watching him gently press his stomach even when he drank porridge, she really didn't know how to take care of Quan Mo in the future.

He ...... later. It's not going to be a healthy person.

“……”

An Ge leaned over in front of the sink and cried, the door was knocked on, and the voice of a bodyguard came, "Young grandma, young master asked you if you haven't gone back for so long, is it uncomfortable?" ”

An Ge straightened up, closed her eyes, and suppressed her tears, she looked at the mirror, her own eyes in the mirror were like washed water, she cleared her throat, and said calmly, "No, I'll be right away." ”

"Yes, young grandmother."

The bodyguard's voice came from outside.

An Ge picked up a tissue and wiped her eyes, so that there was no trace of crying on her face, she picked up the makeup bag on the side, and touched up a little light makeup to make her complexion look better.

After doing this, An Ge turned around and left the public restroom and walked in the direction of the ward.

As soon as he pushed open the door of the ward, An Ge heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Her heart tightened, and she immediately looked forward, only to see Quan Mo falling on the ground next to the bed alone, pressing his waist with one hand, sweat oozing from his forehead, sharp and deep eyes, thin lips pursed, a touch of paleness, and he endured the pain.

"Quan Mo—"

An Ge hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

"It's fine." When Quan Mo saw her, his dark eyes became deeper, his voice regained his deep magnetism, and his face was swollen and handsome again, at first glance, his face didn't feel that he was seriously injured, but his pale face couldn't deceive people.

"Come, I'll help you up."

An Ge said, pulling his arm with one hand, he also had a wound on his arm, Quan Mo's brows furrowed, and he struggled to get up from the ground with her strength, one hand pressed on his waist.

An Ge helped him sit on the edge of the bed and asked, "Why did you fall, did you want something?" Or is there something uncomfortable? I called the doctor to come and check it out. ”

As he spoke, An Ge was about to ring the bell, when a warm hand was suddenly placed on his waist.

In the next second, she was taken into his arms by Quan Mo, she was hugged on his lap, he hugged her slender body tightly from behind, lowered his face and buried it in his shoulder, took a deep breath, and said, "I want to go see you." ”

"Look at me?"

"You've been away for too long." Quan Mo hugged her hard, ignoring the pain in his body, his face moved, buried in the side of her neck, his thin lips pressed against her smooth skin, and his voice was a little dull, "An Ge, I know, I made you sad again." ”

His voice and tone at this time were like that of a child.

"......" An Ge lowered his eyes, the hand resting on his knee trembled slightly, and said, "No, don't think about it. ”

Quan Mo didn't seem to hear what she said, so he said to himself, "Count it, should I have several fingers broken?" ”