The smile on Mo Jiu's mouth grew wider, and he raised his head and looked around: "My arm is injured, it's not serious. I'm in the Third Military Hospital."
"Stay there, don't move, wait."
Long Qingtian hung up the phone.
Gong Chen beside him raised his head and looked at him: "Boss, something happened to my sister-in-law?"
Long Qingtian frowned and said nothing.
Gong Chen scratched his head: "Then you go back to see her first. I will handle it here. Zhuo Zi will be fine."
Long Qingtian frowned again. Recently, the 3K organization of S country has been active in China. The situation is in a tense period. He cannot leave his comrades alone.
He lowered his head and picked up the phone and dialed: "Hey, Aunt Mo, Xiaojiu is injured."
"I'm a little busy and can't get through."
"Go and have a look, the Third Military Hospital."
Jiang Li was admitted to the hospital and lay on the hospital bed. Mo Jiu found a seat outside the ward and sat down obediently.
Not long after, the sound of high-heeled shoes was heard, and Mo Jiayi rushed over from the end of the corridor, her face full of anxiety.
Mo Jiu looked at Mo Jiayi blankly, his eyes gradually brightened, it turned out that this woman still cared about him.
"Xiaojiu, where is Xiaoli? How is Xiaoli?!"
Mo Jiayi rushed to Mo Jiu, grabbed her arm excitedly, and asked anxiously.
Mojiu was stunned for a moment, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on his head, and the light of hope was extinguished instantly.
Her arms were tied like rice dumplings and hung around her neck. She was so eye-catching, but Mo Jiayi still grabbed her arm hard because she was worried about Jiang Li.
She grabbed the wound hard, but Mo Jiu didn't feel any pain.
The tears that poured into her eyes were blocked by her. She raised her lips and sneered, and her words became mean: "You can't die, why are you so excited?"
"Xiaojiu!" Mo Jiayi didn't understand why her daughter became so sharp, and shouted angrily. Just as she was about to reprimand, she heard a weak call from the ward: "Mom..."
Mo Jiayi changed direction instantly and rushed straight to the ward. Mo Jiayi could hear Mo Jiayi's nervous voice even after standing outside the ward: "My little baby, what's wrong with you? Doesn't it hurt? Mom is here.
here!"
Mo Jiayi held Jiang Li's hand with one hand and looked up at the doctor who was doing a routine examination: "Doctor, how is my daughter? Is she okay? How could she faint? What's wrong with her head? You must use it.
The best medicine is not to leave scars on her!"
The doctor looked at the fussing family members with a wry smile. His good professionalism prevented him from refuting Mo Jiayi's words: "She is fine."
Mo Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief. The two mothers and daughters talked affectionately for a while. Mo Jiayi glanced over unintentionally and saw Mo Jiu standing at the door. She ignored her bandage again and frowned:
"Xiao Jiu, why are you not staying in the hospital and running around? Also, how can you call Qingtian directly if something happens to you? Do you know that Qingtian is very busy? You kid is so ignorant!"
How did Mo Jiayi know that she called Long Qingtian?
Mo Jiu suddenly thought that Long Qingtian had not come over. Could it be that Long Qingtian called Mo Jiayi?
So what Mo Jiayi said...did she say it herself, or did Long Qingtian mean it?
My heart suddenly tightened.
"Mom, don't talk about Xiaojiu." Jiang Li gently pulled Mo Jiayi's arm and said softly and aggrievedly: "Xiaojiu was brought back from the suburbs by Brother Long. Naturally, she and Brother Long
We are very close, and the eldest brother will not let her suffer..."
