In a striking white sterile room, Mo Ran lay quietly on the hospital bed.
The swelling on the handsome face has subsided, and it is not as scary as it looked at first, leaving only red marks that have not had time to fade away. The broken skin at the corner of the mouth has left a wound, which will probably not heal in a few days.
The skirt of his clothes was slightly open, and his chest was wrapped with gauze. The blood stains were red, as if they were dyeing the burning clouds in the sky red.
In the quiet space, the only sound left was the ticking sound of instruments.
"You know that Ye will definitely beat you to death, why do you still beat him stupidly? If you can't fight back, you won't run away. How can someone come to your door to be a target?"
Gu Qianqian sat beside the hospital bed, frowning and scolding.
Regardless of whether Mo Ran could hear it or not, he lowered his head and continued one sentence after another.
"It's better now. You'll be happy lying here after being beaten and disabled. If you see how ugly you are now, you'll know you regret it!"
After being silent for a while, Gu Qianqian raised her head.
"Mo Ran, don't blame him, Ye, he is just worried about me..."
"If you really want to blame, blame me..."
She was the culprit who made him crazy.
"Ahem——"
A sound of light coughing came into his ears, and Mo Ran's eyebrows furrowed tightly as his cough pulled at the wound.
The anesthesia after the operation had worn off, and the pain in his chest was straining his consciousness, allowing him to quickly regain consciousness from his coma.
The eye-catching whiteness made me feel like I was in heaven. A relieved smile spread across my gentle lips, "It's so good. I no longer have to worry about being unable to control myself and hurting you..."
"It's too early to be happy. He's not dead yet. There's no need to smile so happily."
Gu Qianqian's cool voice resounded in his ears, and Mo Ran's nerves that were not yet fully awake suddenly tightened. He turned around and saw Gu Qianqian sitting on the chair next to him, and his pupils shrank.
"Why are you so surprised and don't want to see me?"
Gu Qianqian muttered unhappily and pointed to the white sterile room around her.
"You are still in the Suye villa. This is the villa's independent medical room. Your ribs are broken and you have wounds in your lungs. You have just finished the operation and the wound may be a little painful, especially when you breathe.
Be careful not to reach out and grab."
"..."
Mo Ran stared at her for a moment, and Gu Qianqian reached out and patted his forehead rudely, "I told you not to look at me with such disgusting eyes. If you don't want to see me, just say so. I don't want to see you anyway."
Just know how to walk."
Gu Qianqian said with a smile, without asking what happened between him and Qi Mingye, and why Qi Mingye almost beat him to death.
"Qianqian..."
Mo Ran opened his mouth to speak, but his voice was as hoarse as a broken gong. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a burning pain in his chest.
"sorry……"
"There is no need to say sorry to me. As you told me, you don't want to hear me say sorry. Likewise, I don't like to hear you apologize to me."
The atmosphere became a little solemn for a moment. Gu Qianqian lowered her head and thought for a while before raising her head to look at him.
"I just want to know why you refuse to recognize me...brother."
"..."
Mo Ran's dilated pupils were filled with shock. Her words of "brother" were like a bullet that hit his heart. His eyes looking at Gu Qianqian became complicated for a moment, and he instinctively wanted to turn his head.
"It seems that what Ye said is true. I am really Xiaomi, but my brother doesn't want me."
Gu Qianqian smiled bitterly, and Mo Ran's reaction confirmed many things.
