Mu Anchu slept until the early morning of the next day. She blinked lightly and stared at the window of the hospital ward in trance.
A poplar tree stood straight outside the window, with a few sparrows jumping around on the branches, chirping as if they were quarreling.
Mu Tingchuan came up with breakfast and found her awake when he entered the door. He sat up and leaned against the bed, looking at the sparrows playing outside the window.
"Do you think sparrows are noisy? Do you want me to help you scare them away?"
Mu Anchu turned his head slowly and said, "No need."
She didn't feel that the sparrows were disturbing her. She just turned her head and looked out the window. In fact, her attention was not attracted to anything outside the window at all.
She was just confused just now. This time she slept, it seemed like she had a very real dream.
She dreamed that Gu Anran came to her ward. Gu Anran told her that as long as she was good to their son in the future, she should be bold enough to pursue Mo Bei.
What a fake dream... How could she have that kind of dream?
But why did she feel that this dream was so real? It was so confusing that she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.
Mu Anchu lowered his eyes and laughed at himself: It seems that the saying "Think about it every day and dream about it at night" is not completely correct, right? How could I dream about these? Even if I really want Mo Bei, I can't hope for that woman Gu Anran
You can take the initiative to let him go.
"Hey, An Chu, why is there a red patch on your forehead? Did you hit it? Does it hurt?"
Mu Tingchuan walked over quickly, put down the breakfast in his hand and bent down to look at it carefully, "It's not serious, there is just a little red mark. Maybe you accidentally hit it when you were crazy yesterday."
"Red mark?" Mu Anchu suddenly thought of something, and she started to push Mu Tingchuan, "Where is the mirror? Brother, give me a mirror, I want to look in the mirror!"
Mu Tingchuan frowned, her irritable symptoms had worsened again? It's just that there was a red mark on her forehead, and she was so irritable?
"It's okay. It's really just a very small and light red mark. It will be gone tomorrow. It won't affect your appearance. You are still the most beautiful one in our family."
Mu Anchu kicked his legs anxiously, "Mirror! I want a mirror!"
She was anxious to lift the quilt and get out of bed, but Mu Tingchuan held her shoulders and said hastily: "I'll go, don't move, I'll get it for you."
After taking him back with the mirror, Mu Anchu grabbed it anxiously. Mu Tingchuan glanced at his empty palm and looked up at Mu Anchu, who was looking hard at the mirror.
He frowned and said, "Did you see it? It's a really shallow mark. Did I lie to you?"
Mu Anchu clearly remembered that the last scene of that "dream" was that Gu Anran came up to her, put her finger on her lips and breathed, and then she used that finger to flick her forehead hard!
Damn it! That wasn’t a dream!
Mu Anchu put on the mirror and asked angrily: "Brother! Did Gu Anran come here last night?"
Although she was asking, she was very sure in her heart that she had been here before! She must have been here before!
"How do you know?" Mu Tingchuan asked in surprise: "You were asleep when she came to the hospital last night to help people get medicine."
"Ha." Mu Anchu smiled weirdly, "Brother, do you know? Gu Anran hugged her thicker thigh! She wants to run!"
"?" Mu Tingchuan's face turned dark, and he stretched out his hand to touch Mu Anchu's forehead. It wasn't hot at all. Why did he speak more crazily?
"Oh! I'm not sick!" Mu Anchu shook off Mu Tingchuan's hand and said to him very seriously: "Brother, call Mo Bei and ask him to come over immediately. I have something important to tell him!
"
There was a faint fire in Mu Tingchuan's heart. He had shamelessly begged Mo Bei's wife just yesterday, asking Mo Bei to come over and comfort her when she was mad, out of consideration for being a good friend and a good partner.
But she was lucky enough to have him call Mo Bei over as soon as she opened her eyes.
He immediately felt that Mo Bei's words were not completely unreasonable. Calling him over to comfort her when she went crazy was not a long-term solution.
Mu Tingchuan suppressed his irritability and said as gently as possible: "Do you think Mo Bei is a idle man? He will put down all the work at hand to accompany you whenever you ask him to come?"
"It'll take a while. I'll call him later and ask him when he's free today. You drink the porridge first."
"Oh, I won't drink! I want to see Mo Bei first! You call Mo Bei now!"
Mu Anchu pushed Mu Tingchuan's hand away. Mu Tingchuan's body trembled in vain due to the push. Most of the porridge in the bowl spilled onto the back of his hand. His face was so hot that he immediately changed his face and dropped the porridge bowl heavily.
Put it on the table next to you, and the sound suddenly became louder.
"Mu Anchu! If you keep torturing people like this, no one will care about you! Do whatever you want!"
After many days of staying with a person who could go crazy at any time, enduring, giving in, and coaxing her, she didn't get better at all. He almost got her involved, and her mood was on the verge of collapse.
Mu Anchu didn't have any serious illness, and the symptoms of madness were not completely uncontrollable. She just didn't want to control it, she just wanted to go crazy and hurt herself. If not, could Mo Bei come to see her?
So now she could fully feel the anger and collapse from her brother, and the negative emotions he had suppressed burst out like a flood. For a moment, Mu Anchu was terrified, biting his lower lip, like a child who had done something wrong, lowering his head
Head, hands clasped together uneasily.
Feeling chilled by his brother's flood of anger, Mu Anchu's heart, which had been impetuous for many days, now calmed down a lot.
Yes, my brother also has a lot of work to do. He can't stay by his side all day long, and he must be anxious about work.
On the one hand, I can't bear to let my sister hurt herself, and on the other hand, I am worried about the mountain of work. How can I not be annoyed?
When Mu Tingchuan had vented enough and stopped talking, Mu Anchu dared to glance at him sideways and asked in a low voice, "Brother, does your hand hurt? Why don't you go apply the medicine first?"
After the trouble, he felt a little happier, but when he saw his sister's frightened expression, he blamed himself again.
"It's okay. It doesn't hurt." Mu Tingchuan calmed down and filled a bowl of porridge again, "It's my brother's fault. I didn't control it well just now. Didn't you say you wanted to drink lean meat porridge yesterday? I bought it.
, drink it while it’s hot.”
"Um."
This time Mu Anchu didn't dare to say anything. He took the bowl and drank the porridge obediently.
After eating this bowl of lean meat porridge, I feel warm in my stomach and feel energetic all over.
Seeing her getting off the hospital bed, Mu Tingchuan frowned and asked, "Do you want to go to the bathroom? I'll call the nurse to come in."
"No need. I can do it myself."
"Don't your hands hurt?"
"The hospital gown is easy to put on and take off, and one hand is enough."
"Well, go ahead and be careful."
Mu Anchu walked smoothly into the private bathroom next to the door of the ward. Mu Tingchuan put his hands in his pants pockets and leaned on the edge of the table to watch her figure disappear from the bathroom door.
call……
Mu Tingchuan closed his eyes and shook his head: How great it would be if her mental condition improved from this moment on and she no longer went crazy!
When Mu Anchu came out of the bathroom, he caught up with Mo Bei entering the ward.
She was walking well at first, but the moment she saw Mo Bei, her feet gave out and she fell towards him.