2737. Chapter 2736 What time do you plan to get up tomorrow morning?
Chapter 2736 What time do you plan to get up tomorrow?
He supported his face with both hands, "How long will it take?"
The doctor was stunned, "Ah?"
Mo Beiyan suddenly raised his head, "You said that the damn aid will be about to be replaced. I'll ask you how long will it take?!"
"..." the doctor said hurriedly, "I can't be completely sure about this. It's estimated that this is about a month, or less... The specific time depends on Jue Shao's body. We cannot check the current situation of the aid. It is very small... I have to say that this is a great invention. Young Master An is indeed a medical genius."
“…”
One month…or less.
Mo Beiyan didn't say anything, but just sat motionlessly on his back of his hand against his forehead. The doctor didn't dare to say anything more when he saw this, and stood quietly aside.
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Intensive Care Unit.
Tong Ran changed into sterile clothes and walked in. The nurse reminded her, "Miss, I can only stay for twenty minutes, I'll wait for you outside."
Tong Ran nodded pale, "Okay, thank you."
The nurse turned around and walked out, closing the door.
Tong Ran came to the bedside. Mo Nanjue was lying on the bed wearing an oxygen hood, with tubes clamped on both hands and feet, his shirt was open to both sides, and on his strong chest, more than a dozen red pacemakers were attached to the heart.
Tong Ran's eyes were sour, so she turned around and walked into the bathroom and twisted the towel with warm water.
She bent down and sat down along the bed.
The palm of Mo Nanjue's right hand was still wrapped in gauze, which was cut when he was climbing the wall of Jinhou Palace. Drops of blood were seeping out, and Tong Ran's eyes were filled with pain. She took the medicine box, took the gauze for him, took the medicine, and then bandaged it again.
She was very careful in movement and tried not to hurt him.
Maybe it hurts, but he just doesn't know how to say it...and there is no way to say it.
"Mo Nanjue, didn't you say someone touched you?"
Tong Ran held his hand and carefully wiped it with a towel and fingers. She stared at his fingertips and suddenly spoke, "I decided not to blame you now. We will go home when you wake up. I know you don't like hospitalization, so we won't live here. Let's go home... You can eat whatever you want, I'll make it for you, I'll listen to you, I can wear shoes, I won't talk back to you, I promise... I promise... Is it okay?"
“…”
No one answered her.
Tong Ran lowered his head, got up and sat down on the other side, wiped his other hand, "Just just now, my son called and asked when we would go back. I said he was still angry that he said we would not take him when we went out to play. I said we were doing business, so he said excuses."
"Mo Nanjue, was it so difficult for you to speak when you were a child?"
"I'm a little hungry. Are you hungry now?"
"Do you want to eat the Xiaolongbao in Chinatown tomorrow morning? It's the one you said is very unpalatable, although you will take me there every time. Can I ask someone to buy it?"
"The two earrings Mo Beiyan has been given to the technicians to deal with. You can see the video evidence taken later. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be sent out tomorrow. Jinhougong is completely dead this time."
...
Tong Ran said while rubbing, after wiping this hand for him, she wiped her face again. Her fingertips painted his delicate face, and she couldn't move her eyes away.
After a while, she put the towel on the bedside table and lay down beside him.
The hospital bed was big enough, Tong Ran was very thin, she lay on her side, her head resting on his shoulder, staring at his face from this angle, "Mo Nanjue, what time do you plan to get up tomorrow morning?"
Chapter completed!