In the early morning, the bright sunshine penetrated into the smoke-gray veil. Mu Qingge looked at the light spots on the veil and buried his head in the pillow.

Yan Yuan opened his eyes and saw the little woman with her back facing him. There were bruises and needle eyes on his snow-white spine. His heart stinged. He also saw such needle eyes on her legs last night.

The woman's weak spine was filled with resolute resistance and alienation. He stretched out his hand and wrapped her around Mu Qingge's waist and wrapped her into his arms. Even if he turned his back to him, he would not let go.

Mu Qingge closed his eyes and did not move. Yan Yuan's kiss gently fell on her back, "Does it hurt?"

Mu Qingge's whole body stiffened, knowing that Yan Yuan was referring to her needles for her to stand up. Thinking of the heart-wrenching pain she suffered every day in those days, her tears fell into the pillow core in a surprise attack.

Mu Qingge spread open Yan Yuan's arm, stood up with his back to her, picked up the clothes on the floor, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Yan Yuan listened to the sound of water in the bathroom and his eyebrows were frowned tightly.

Mu Qingge's tears mixed with hot water and rushed into the sewer together, leaving no trace. She sniffed, and thought of Yan Yuan's words "Go back" last night, and felt a stinging pain in her heart. She pulled the corners of her mouth and laughed out loud.

Mu Qingge walked out of the bathroom, and the room was filled with the smell of tobacco. Yan Yuan was no longer on the bed. Yan Yuan was dressed neatly in front of the window, and was shrouded in the smoke. There were some cigarette butts scattered on the white carpet at his feet.

Mu Qingge glanced at him, picked up the coat on the bed, turned around and opened the door and left.

Yan Yuan followed closely behind and quickly followed.

Mu Qingge has now ignored Yan Yuan, and there is no way if he wants to follow her. Mu Qingge stood in front of the bus stop and was about to go back to the hospital, find the dean, and discuss whether she could go back to work. She didn't know what reason Yan Yuan had told her to resign.

The bus arrived slowly because during the rush hour, the carriage was full of people, and there was a group of people waiting to squeeze in at the station sign. Mu Qingge hurriedly raised his legs and stepped on the open door.

Yan Yuan looked at the bus and the crowd, and followed with a fierce bullet.

Mu Qingge walked in front of him without investing coins. The driver shouted loudly, reminding her to give money. Before Mu Qingge could speak, Yan Yuan behind him glared at the driver with dissatisfaction.

The driver knew that they were together, so he asked them to quickly put coins in and then walk in so as not to affect the later passengers getting on the bus.

Yan Yuan glanced at the crowd behind him who was rushing to squeeze in, and the carriage was filled with passengers who could no longer be stuffed in. His face suddenly turned dark. He wanted to pull the little woman out of the car. He was really afraid of squeezing her like this. But the little woman didn't look back and squeezed through the crowd and walked towards the back carriage, just as she was about to disappear in front of him.

Yan Yuan took out a stack of money from his pocket and spoke up with a domineering and tough voice to let the driver close the door.

The driver looked at the money in Yan Yuan's hand, then looked at Yan Yuan, glanced at the passengers in the car, and shouted loudly at the passengers outside the door, "Let's go! The car is full, don't squeeze the next one here!"

As soon as the driver's door was closed, Yan Yuan was about to stuff the money into the coin box, the driver shouted, "Four dollars! If you two have more, you will go down too!"

Yan Yuan paused his hand and didn't understand where the driver was singing. However, he really wanted the driver to drive them out of the car.

Yan Yuan looked at the driver with a dark face. Apart from a card, there was not any extra change in his pocket. Finally, he stuffed a piece of 100 yuan into it. Regardless of what the driver had to say, he quickly moved to the back seat.

Mu Qingge stood at the door of the rear car door, holding the railing, Yan Yuan stood behind her and squeezed away the man closest to her next to her.

Mu Qingge took two stops and felt sincerely that the driver used to drive a bumper car. A second ring road without ups and downs made him feel like a roller coaster.

The brakes and accelerator were stomped on, and several times he held the handrail. Mu Qingge felt that he could fly out of the bus if he took off his hand.

Yan Yuan stood behind her, standing straight. Seeing that she was unable to stand steadily, she reached out to support her from time to time. Mu Qingge suspected that they were not in the same car. Mu Qingge stood there tiredly. He didn't eat in the morning and had already digested what he ate last night, and he felt dizzy.

Yan Yuan realized that he wanted to pull Mu Qingge out of the car. Mu Qingge waved Yan Yuan's hand away with repulsiveness, held the railing and walked towards the back seat shakingly.

Yan Yuan followed closely and stood behind Mu Qingge again, but his face was calm.

As soon as he stood there, the carriage was much empty. A beautiful woman left behind Yan Yuan standing. Yan Yuan reached out and held Mu Qingge's hand and walked over, pressing her shoulder to let her sit down.

Mu Qingge did not resist. The driver's cool driving skills and her stomach discomfort, she just wanted to find a place to rest for a while now.

Yan Yuan stood in the aisle next to Mu Qingge's seat, looking down at Mu Qingge's frowns against the window, looking at Mu Qingge with a look of pain on his face.

"I'll be at the hospital soon. I'll register for a check-up at that time." Yan Yuan reached out and touched Mu Qingge's forehead, with concern in his tone.

Mu Qingge shook his head, patted Yan Yuan's hand, and frowned, "Why are you still in the car? Get out of the car quickly!"

The driver braked suddenly, Yan Yuan leaned forward and took two steps forward.

Mu Qingge subconsciously reached out to support Yan Yuan, and his hand slid. Seeing Yan Yuan hit a woman with long hair with big waves, perhaps stepping on the woman's high heels, the woman burst out and screamed. She frowned, looked unhappy, and looked fierce. She opened her mouth and wanted to curse her. When she looked up, she saw Yan Yuan's handsome and tall clothes, she was dressed in a low-key and tasteful manner. She immediately silenced, acted as a shy little daughter, and said with a smile, "It's okay. Are you okay?"

Yan Yuan looked at the woman with long hair and big waves getting closer and closer, and his face turned cold. He took a few steps back and stood back in front of Mu Qingge's seat.

Seeing that Yan Yuan was fine, Mu Qingge pressed his head against the window, closed his eyes slightly, and waited for the last stop.

But the woman with long hair and big waves that had just been hit didn't plan to let Yan Yuan go, and she moved to Yan Yuan again without realizing it. Mu Qingge only felt a strong smell of inferior cosmetics and perfume floating into her nose.

She lifted her eyelids and glanced at her. The woman tweeted her long hair in a charming manner, with heavy makeup on her face, and a nice figure. She approached Yan Yuan intentionally or unintentionally.

Yan Yuan had no expression on his face, and even Yu Guang was unwilling to give it to her.

"Oh, my feet hurt a little. Maybe I was injured just now." The woman with long-haired big waves whispered softly, frowned, and pulled Yan Yuan's sleeve.

Mu Qingge saw it. The moment the woman with long-haired fingers touched Yan Yuan, Yan Yuan's whole body pressure dropped, and a trace of cruelty flashed in her eyes, but the woman didn't notice it at all. She blinked her eyes and wanted to squeeze out two drops of tears that were shed due to the pain in her feet.

Mu Qingge's mouth tugged slightly, showing a sarcastic smile. She didn't expect that Yan Yuan would be hit by a bus for a rare time.

"Miss, what do you want to do?" Yan Yuan turned around and glanced at the woman who pretended to behave.

"Hello, my feet hurt a little. It seems that I was injured just now. There is a hospital in front of me. Can you accompany me to register?" The woman with big waves noticed the indifference in Yan Yuan's tone and said with a thorn in her mouth.

Yan Yuan gave up the handrail and asked the woman with big waves to support her, with a tense expression.

"I paid for it myself, but it hurts so much that I may not be able to leave." The woman with big waves explained again, frowned, and her eyes were red, and she looked like she was really hurting.

"How much does it cost? I'll give it to you and stay away from me." Yan Yuan said impatiently.

"What does it mean?" the woman with big waves hesitated, and then she cried aggrievedly, "Sir, you stepped on me. I don't need you to compensate me for medical expenses. I can't leave now. I want you to accompany me to the hospital for a check-up. I am a serious person."

The passengers in the car were noticed by the grievances of the woman with long hair from a big wave. After understanding, they learned the causes and consequences and began to point fingers at Yan Yuan.

Mu Qingge listened to the discussion in the carriage and looked at the accusing faces of the onlookers. He suddenly remembered that he had just started to treat Yan Yuan and was framed by Lin Gui. The onlookers in the hospital also watched the excitement without much trouble. He thought he was standing at the commanding heights of life and rushed to blame her.

Yan Yuan's cold eyes seemed to be able to form ice cones, and he looked at the onlookers expressionlessly. "Check it, right? I'll take you there!" Yan Yuan's face slightly pulled, and he showed a sneer.

"Miss, please sit here with me." Mu Qingge looked at the sneer on Yan Yuan's face, stunned for a moment, and looked at the woman with a pitiful wavy hair.

The woman smiled gratefully at Mu Qingge and thanked her, jumped on one foot and moved to the seat to sit down.

Mu Qingge was shocked. It was a pity that this woman would not act. She would definitely be the queen of the movie when she met a good script. Mu Qingge's face was full of sarcasm, which seemed to be a sarcastic Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan reached out and hugged Mu Qingge into his chest, pressed him against her head, and murmured in a low voice, "Wife, the hospital will be here later, you can hold on for a while."

The smile on Mu Qingge's face froze instantly. She wanted to refute and wave Yan Yuan's hand away, but Yan Yuan's hand was tightly wrapped and refused to relax.

"Let me go, or I'll shout!" Mu Qingge pinched the flesh on Yan Yuan's waist and kept exerting force on his hands.

Yan Yuan had no expression on his face, as if Mu Qingge was not pinching him.

The two looked at each other, with swords and swords in their eyes. In the eyes of women with long hair with big waves, the two were inseparable, and they were in love with each other.

She didn't notice Mu Qingge just now. When she saw that the woman was not wearing any makeup, her beautiful and delicate little face was so beautiful that it made people jealous.

When the two of them stood together, the woman seemed a little weak, but her temperament was so similar. She looked so compatible.

"Is Lao Qi still working in orthopedics?" Mu Qing's singer was powerless and simply gave up.

"Well, Xiaolou is here too." Yan Yuan said calmly.

"Then call Lao Qi. He is an authoritative expert. Let him open a green expedited passage and check this lady in person." Mu Qingge said apologetically and looked at the woman in the seat who held her ears up and listened to them.

"My wife is still thoughtful." Yan Yuan said, lowering his head and kissing Mu Qingge's forehead, taking out the phone and sliding the address book.
Chapter completed!