Mo Ye's face darkened, he stood in front of the girl, and said to Bo Jinyan gloomily: "Get out!"
Bo Jinyan paused and raised his head with interest: "Is this because you can't bear to part with it?"
"...If you are sick, get out!"
Mo Ye's face suddenly twisted when he was told something was wrong.
Bo Jinyan accepted the request and said, "Okay, you can talk slowly."
Mo Ye was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Bo Jinyan walking away so happily, he immediately realized that he had been tricked by him, and became angry.
As soon as Bo Jinyan left, the ward became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Mo Ye felt a series of hot gazes.
His face darkened and he turned his head sharply. The nurses and doctors looked away in perfect agreement.
Those looking at the patients looked at the patients, those looking at the ceiling looked at the ceiling, and some even picked up the water glass on the table and began to study it carefully...
Rows of black lines slid down Mo Ye's forehead.
He gritted his teeth and was about to shout angrily when he saw Zhou Mujin looking at him with a playful expression.
Mo Ye seemed to have been stepped on in the tail, and his whole body was covered with hair.
"What do you see me doing?"
Zhou Mujin smiled slightly and said slowly: "I can't tell, Mo Ye, after so many years, you are still the same as before, you haven't changed at all."
"You care about me so much, but it's a pity that I'm about to die. I can't respond to you anymore."
"..." The doctors and nurses didn't dare to look at the two of them.
If a man is stimulated like this, he probably won't be able to bear it.
What's more, Mo Ye is still such a proud person.
Mo Ye looked at her and narrowed his eyes dangerously: "What did you say?"
"I said, my charm is really great, Mo Ye, you are so mean, you were fooled around by me. You knew I was going to die, but you still sent me to the hospital for treatment. It's a pity, your kindness,
I don’t want to be grateful at all, and I don’t want to talk to you.”
"Oh, by the way, I don't appreciate you saving me either."
"..." Mo Ye pinched his palm tightly.
A surge of anger surged up from his heart.
He gritted his teeth and looked at Zhou Mujin, as if her bottom line was really gone.
"Stop being so sentimental!"
"Are you being sentimental?" A trace of ridicule flashed across Zhou Mujin's pale face: "Don't say that, look, I'm almost dead, and you still can't let me go."
"No one can let you go!" Mo Ye snorted coldly.
He stared at her, his eyes burning, but there was ice inside.
"Don't you want to die? Okay, whatever you want!"
After saying that, he walked away angrily.
There was silence in the room.
Zhou Mujin sighed lightly, straightened her clothes and stood up.
Seeing this, the doctors and nurses hurriedly advised: "Ms. Zhou, if you leave your body alone any longer, you really don't have much time left."
"I know, thank you."
Zhou Mujin smiled and walked out calmly.
The doctors and nurses looked at each other, and finally, someone whispered: "It's better to tell Master Mo. If something happens, we won't be responsible."
A group of people looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on the face of the attending doctor.
Doctor:"……"
…
Just as Bo Jinyan was about to drive back, the passenger door was opened.
Mo Ye sat in angrily.
"...Where to go?" Bo Jinyan asked angrily.
Without thinking, Mo Ye casually reported a place: "Your home."
"..." Bo Jinyan was about to start the car, but now he turned around and looked at him: "Are you starting to quarrel again?"