After the divorce, the domineering ex-husband was slapped in the face every day

Chapter 643 Mo Huainan is discharged from hospital
Mo Huainan looked awkwardly out of the window, "No."

"Then just be patient and do whatever I ask you to do."

Mu Jinhuan looked like she couldn't refuse, pressed Mo Huainan's shoulders to let him lie down, and tucked him in with the quilt.

"Lin Xiao is a grown man, can he be as careful as me?"

Mu Jinhuan looked around Mo Huainan's body twice without meaning, "I figured out your preferences and habits 800 years ago. Who else in the world knows you better than me?"

Mo Huainan pursed his lips into a straight line and spoke stiffly after a long while.

"You don't have to do this for me. I save you willingly. No matter what the consequences are, I should bear them."

After this tragic battle on Sophia Island, Mo Huainan truly understood what love is.

His impulse to protect Mu Jinhuan when Ben detonated the bomb was unthinking and reckless.

True love does not weigh the pros and cons, nor does it seek equal returns.

If Mu Jinhuan forced herself to do this for herself in order to repay her kindness, Mo Huainan would rather she do nothing and just live a good life.

Mu Jinhuan calmly washed the towel in the basin, folded it and hung it aside to dry.

"You are willing to save me, am I just forced to repay your kindness?"

She turned her head and locked her eyes tightly on Mo Huainan's pale cheek, her eyes full of seriousness.

"Listen, not only these days, I will be here for all your rehabilitation treatments in the future."

"If you can't stand up for a day, I will stay with you for a day; if you can't get better for a year, I will take care of you for a year."

"You should put away your shabby thoughts as soon as possible. I will keep an eye on you."

Mu Jinhuan paused for a long while before speaking again in a gentle yet firm tone that she had never heard before.

"Mo Huainan, what we owe each other has been settled long ago. If you dare to default on your debt, I can't forgive you."

She stood up gently and left the ward.

Mo Huainan stretched out the hand with the infusion needle inserted, slowly pulled up the quilt, and covered his face.

Under the quilt, moist tears filled his eyes, and Mu Jinhuan's words made his heart ache.

In the next few days, Mu Jinhuan reported to the hospital on time as if clocking in at work every day, watching Mo Huainan eat, take medicine, get injections and check-ups.

Even though Mo Huainan still spoke very little, she always stayed with him quietly.

"SD's pharmacists have been transported in batches to medical institutions around the world for treatment, and all illegal drugs have been destroyed centrally. My senior brother has done a good job, right?"

Mu Jinhuan held up her mobile phone and waved it proudly in front of Mo Huainan.

"By the way, do you remember the one-armed little boy who followed me? He lives at Mu's house now. Yesterday, Mother Qi taught him how to write. He learned more than 50 words in one afternoon."

Mu Jinhuan couldn't help but sigh, "It seems that I have adopted a very talented younger brother!"

Mo Huainan's eyes were staring out the window without focus, seemingly distracted, but in fact he listened to every word Mu Jinhuan said.

He didn't know what he was being embarrassed about. Perhaps because of his inferiority complex, he often didn't dare to respond to Mu Jinhuan.

What Chi Hui said to him yesterday when he came to see him echoed in his mind.

"If you're a man, cheer up and don't let Mu Mu wait too long."

Is his current appearance really worth Mu Jinhuan's wait?

Mo Huainan's hands clenched again and again under the quilt, gripping the sheets with force, and letting go in frustration, over and over again.

Mu Jinhuan had no idea what kind of struggle Mo Huainan was going through at the moment, and his mind was actively thinking about what to say. "I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. For my first meal after discharge, I can finally eat something oily and watery. What do you want to eat?"

Mo Huainan rolled his Adam's apple and said, "No, I'd better go home."

Mu Jinhuan glared at him, "Why are you going home? Is there anyone alive besides you in that cold villa of yours?"

"It's no use asking you. I'd better arrange it myself."

Mu Jinhuan took the medical record book aside, tore out a blank page, wrote and drew on the back, and started planning tomorrow's menu.

While she was concentrating, Mo Huainan quietly turned his head and looked at her pretty side face.

It felt so good to have her in his heart. He knew that he was no longer worthy of her, but he still greedily enjoyed her beauty like a drug addict.

"Is beef meatball soup good?" Mu Jinhuan suddenly raised her head and looked at him.

The wet almond eyes suddenly burst into Mo Huainan's heart, making his heart skip a beat.

"it is good."

He nodded slowly, as if he was bewitched by Mu Jinhuan's brightness.

At noon the next day, Mu Jinhuan completed the discharge procedures for Mo Huainan, and Lin Xiao drove to pick them up and returned to the Mu family villa together.

The car stopped at the entrance of the villa. Lin Xiao quickly got out of the car and walked around to the trunk, took out the wheelchair and placed it at the rear door.

"I'll come." Mu Jinhuan took the wheelchair from Lin Xiao's hand.

This was Mo Huainan's first day at Mu's house after being discharged from the hospital. Having her take him in would make him feel less awkward.

All the servants in the Mu family, Mu Jinhuan, had greeted him in advance. No one looked at the man in the wheelchair in a different light, and they all had kind smiles on their faces.

Uncle Cheng stood at the door with a smile, "Mr. Mo is back."

Mo Huainan's heart trembled, what he said was "Back."

"Miss, you've come back just in time. The food has just been served. Come in and eat quickly."

The Qi couple, Chi Gui, and Gu Nanjue were already sitting at the dining table. Seeing Mu Jinhuan pushing Mo Huainan in, they all greeted him warmly.

"Come on, come on! I'm starving to death, why did I come back?" Gu Nanjue shouted.

Uncle Cheng specially made a space next to the dining table to put Mo Huainan's wheelchair.

Mu Jinhuan pushed Mo Huainan to a suitable distance and sat down next to him.

"Xiao Mo, how do you feel on your first day out of the hospital?" Qi's father asked with concern in a warm voice.

Mo Huainan nodded slightly, "Thank you Uncle Qi for your concern. Everything is fine."

"No place like a hospital can be as comfortable as home. You'll have to tell me all your food and clothing expenses from now on, so you're welcome!"

As Qi's mother spoke, she filled a bowl of soup with her own hands and handed it over.

Mo Huainan subconsciously wanted to stand up to pick it up, but his waist suddenly fell, and his eyebrows suddenly dropped.

Ten days have passed since he woke up, and he still often forgets the fact that he can't move his lower limbs.

Mu Jinhuan noticed something was wrong with him and immediately reached out to take the bowl from Qi's mother's hand and placed it next to Mo Huainan's hand.

"I'll do it, be careful."

(End of this chapter)