When they arrived at Yashan Hospital, Mo Jingfeng was receiving treatment in the operating room. The surgeon who performed the surgery was the director of surgery. There were almost no failures in operations performed by top-notch technicians. Of course, it was not because of the use of people of this level in this operation.

The risk of surgery is very high, but this hospital belongs to Moyun Society. Who would send such a wound to a public hospital stupidly, and want to go to the police station to digest it after being full?

Luo Xiaoyan stood at the door of the operating room, very quiet.

Yun Lixin stood next to her, looking at her profile. At the beginning at Yun's house, she thought she would be unable to control herself when she got to the hospital. Maybe she was much stronger than she thought.

The operation did not take long. After more than half an hour, the red light during the operation went dark. The doctor took off his mask and walked out. Almost at the moment when the lights went out, Luo Xiaoyan raised his head, his wet eyes

His eyes revealed uneasiness and tension.

The two people's eyes met for about three seconds, and the doctor smiled and said: "Don't worry, that guy is strong."

"Can I go in and have a look?" She used all the words she could think of to express this sentence.

"Of course, but you have to keep your voice down." Although his Japanese was stuttered and he had wrong pronunciation, the doctor still answered with a gentle smile.

After Luo Xiaoyan entered the ward, the doctor pulled Yun Lixin and asked with a frown: "Hey, hey, hey, is this a robbery? Tell me clearly what's going on?!"

Looking at the doctor's look that said, "How did this kid learn to shoot a gun?" Yun Lixin said calmly: "My dad prescribed it."

"What!!" The doctor was furious, scratching his hair and said angrily: "He started fighting just after his health improved a little. He thinks his life is too long, right? Should the labor and management just give him a comfort shot?

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Yun Lixin said: "My dad's leg was injured and he bled a lot. It looks serious."

The doctor's gentle image was gone and he swore, "Damn it! That idiot must have said that he was fine. Let's get over here now!!"

Taking the white coat thrown by the doctor, Yun Lixin said lightly, "Let's go."

Luo Xiaoyan walked in slowly, her hands tightly holding the sides of her clothes. She was a little nervous, even more nervous than the first time she met him who was like a god. When she got closer, she found that because the wound was on her back, he was

She was sleeping on her stomach and couldn't see her face, which made her feel a little more relaxed.

But when I saw the thick gauze wrapped around me and the countless small wounds, I couldn't help but feel depressed and the circles under my eyes were sore.

"He was hurt for me again."

She sat next to him and stretched out her hand tremblingly. This was the first time she touched his body. It was as strong as she imagined. She didn't know which wound she touched. Mo Jingfeng snorted softly,

Luo Xiaoyan was so frightened that he immediately retracted his hand.

"You idiot, why did you get hurt because of me again?" His light-colored pupils flickered, as if he was a little angry, a little condemned, a little irritable, but most of all he was full of heartache.

A corner of the sun, which was blocked by clouds and fog, peeked out, and the faint sunlight fell through the gauze curtains into the house.

Luo Xiaoyan stepped forward and gently took Mo Jingfeng's hand. His fingers were slender and white, with clear joints. Even the nails were neatly trimmed. He opened his hand and held it with his ten fingers. The hot skin met the cool palm.
Chapter completed!