The doctor had already brought the discharge formalities and asked her to sign them. After she signed her name on them with a brush, she put her backpack on her back. The doctor gave some instructions and left.

Luo Shiyi didn't plan to stay long, and was about to walk out of the ward when he heard Nick's voice behind him, "Goodbye, Luo Shiyi."

Luo Shishi paused and looked back at him, her ponytail rising in a beautiful arc as she turned her head. Her eyes were still so indifferent, they just fell on Nick for a moment without making any sound.

Goodbye? Probably not.

After all, she didn't say a word, just looked back as a farewell, and then left without looking back.

After walking out of the ward, Luo Shiyi reached directly into the backpack behind him and took out a tablet computer. His fingers and palms were covered with calluses. He swiped his fingers flexibly on the tablet computer and quickly called up the computer.

A document came with a photo in it. She put her thumb and index finger on the screen and opened it. She zoomed in on the photo and took a look at the photo above. Then she closed it and called up the text file.

Mission target: Mo Yunxiang.

Nick was sitting in the empty ward, feeling that there was no other sound except his own breathing. He couldn't help but glance at the bed next door, and sat there for a while. He felt bored, and then he lay down and prepared to take a nap.

a while.

On the other side, in Yue Lan's ward, Lu Moli had been staying in this ward for so many days. In fact, Yue Lan's injury was almost healed, but Lu Moli and Yue Lu both opposed her being discharged from the hospital so soon.

On this matter, the two of them were completely on the same side.

Naturally, Yue Lan couldn't rely on the two most important men in her life. He was hospitalized, and he wouldn't die anyway.

In fact, she could indeed be discharged from the hospital. The fierce attitude of Lu Moli and Yue Lu came from the fact that the doctor was right about the bruises on her body.

There was a particularly large bruise on the outside of the thigh that never dissipated and became increasingly painful. After the doctor came to examine it, he only said that it needed to be incised to drain out the pus and blood.

Because the bruise on the outside of the thigh was particularly large, no matter how good Yue Lan's physique was, he still couldn't escape the knife. Fortunately, it was only a small incision, and he didn't feel much pain after local anesthesia. The scene was just thrilling.

Zhuang Tingnan, who is a doctor himself, frowned a little. The main reason was that this was an incision on his daughter's body, and after the incision, the pus and blood seemed to be unstoppable. It kept squeezing out, almost two times.

It's not finished until two come out.

Yue Lu and Lu Moli didn't see the scene of the operation, but looking at the two taels of pus and blood, there was no need to say anything. They were not allowed to leave the hospital. They had to wait until all the bruises on their bodies were gone. It was just the bruises that had spread.

The process is from black to purple to green, and then dissipates, and because everyone's blood circulation function is different and the speed is also different, God knows how long it will take for it to dissipate until there is no green left.

Anyway, I won't be discharged from the hospital, and Nick happens to be still in the hospital.

Except for the bruise on the outside of Yue Lan's thigh, which was a bit more serious, her other injuries were no longer serious. Her face had already returned to its original shape, and her head had been stitched out. However, after the hair was shaved, only a short layer grew out.

It looks like unshaven beard stubble, and it pricks your hands even if you touch it...

Just because my hair was short, I could clearly see the wound on my head. It was indeed a very long wound. It was a great blessing that there was no skull rupture, intracranial hemorrhage or other complications.

It's just that the scar is entangled in the short hair like a centipede, clearly visible at a glance, and it makes people feel distressed just to see it.

"Actually, if I were a man, I would be quite handsome." Yue Lan sighed out of boredom as she looked in the mirror to see how much her hair had grown and how short her hair looked.

Lu Moli was sitting next to her with a document in his hand. When he looked up at her, he already had a smile on his face, "He's quite handsome."

I originally thought he would at least make a few jokes, but I didn't expect him to be so straightforward. If we really want to talk about handsomeness, who can compare with Lu Moli? Yue Lan took a look at his face and thought it was pleasing to the eye.

"Lu Moli, when will the new project start?"

Yue Lan asked this question. The new project is also her hard work. She has been working on it for a while. Before she had an accident and was hospitalized, in fact, the big framework had been completely released, and many important details had also been released.

It just needs to be improved a little bit and it will be fine.

Those who are perfect, Yue Lan still trusts her colleagues. After all, when they work together, Yue Lan also knows their strength, so she can rest assured that she has never been the kind of arrogant person who thinks that without her, everything will be better.

No, this world can survive without anyone.

Lu Moli couldn't help but frowned when he heard her address, "Lan Lan, when will you change the way you address me? When did you develop the habit of calling me by my first name?"

Yue Lan was a little embarrassed and blushed slightly, mainly because she felt that she had grown up, and calling her brother Mo Li seemed too childish and pretentious, so she could only call him brother Mo Li.

Well, it feels a bit normal.

Lu Moli looked at her steadily, seemed to think for a moment, and then said, "Forget it, call it whatever you want, anyway one day..."

You have to call me husband.

He didn't say this sentence. Just as Yue Lan was about to ask what one day would be like, a voice came from the door, "Brother."

Turning around, he saw Lu Mo Wang walking in from the door of the ward. He was dressed in a sloppy-looking outfit, which made Lu Moli couldn't help but frown, "You also restrain yourself. You come back like a refugee every time, too.

No wonder Mom always doesn't want you running around."

Lu Mo Wang is a painter, a well-known painter among young painters. Many people who engage in art are a bit sloppy, and Lu Mo Wang is no exception. He has a special studio for him at home. It is a mess and there are brush washers everywhere.

Buckets, brushes, paints, easels, and various plaster statues were just piled up in the corner of the room because they were past the stage of painting plaster.

If he didn't clean it, no one would dare to clean it. He would have lost something, and his temper was quite annoying, so the nanny just ignored the cleaning work in that room.

"Mom isn't here, so I'm too lazy. I'll come over and see Sister Yue Lan first." Lu Mowang smiled. Although he was just a young man, it was already easy to see the genes of the Lu family. He was tall and tall.

height, chiseled face and handsome features.
Chapter completed!