The rich and powerful: the first lady of Mo Shao

Chapter 82 Mr. Mo had an accident
Every night when I was lying on the bed, looking at the white painted ceiling, it seemed as if it suddenly collapsed and pressed against my heart.Leng Yan had never been so depressed before, she was so depressed that she couldn't breathe, as if someone was strangling her neck, she could only open her eyes wide and stare in confusion.

How much she didn't want to go in, how much she didn't want to, and she couldn't stop her from walking in. Like every day, the room was empty. She lay in the bathtub in a daze, and then lay on the bed and continued to be in a daze.

The lights in the bedroom were turned on, and the wall lamps on the ceiling poured down softly. Her face was white and bright, as if she had put on makeup—this was probably the advantage of being young, with light, thin, and translucent skin.

Many people say that she is beautiful, that her future will be infinitely bright, and her love will be infinitely happy.

future?love?These seem to be two key topics in life, which are discussed and pursued by people all the time.

But she was only 22 years old, and her love died prematurely. She dared not, dared not love, dared not admit love.

What about the future?Leng Yan pursed her lips and smiled, this was probably the only thing she expected a little bit!She can still fight, she can fight, and her life will not be so hopeless...

"Mo Qing—" I dreamed of him again, this time the dream was different from the past, Mo Qing's expression was very hopeless and helpless, coldly saying that in the dream he wanted to hug that illusory body, but he couldn't can't hold...

"It's past 1 o'clock, it's so late, no, it should be so early, it's early morning now." Leng Yan grabbed the phone and said to himself.

When she found that Mo Qing was not in the bedroom, she suddenly wanted to find him, so she slipped into the study in her slippers. The door of the study was still ajar, and there was no one inside.

The living room, the kitchen, and the front and back yards were all searched, but there was no Mo Qing, and faint worries and fears came to her heart, making her sad, inexplicably sad.

Going back to the bedroom, I picked up my phone, a phone?By the way, why did she forget to call Mo Qing?
Once, twice, three times, four times...I don't know how many times I called, but no one answered, cold words hugged my legs, put my chin on my knees, and felt cold all over.

She has never felt that the night is so difficult, her heart is like being placed on a frying pan, sizzling.

Since when, Mo Qing has become an existence that cannot be ignored in her life.In the past, even if she couldn't see it, she could at least feel it, and feel every inch of his breath floating in her sleep every night, but now, she couldn't feel it anymore, the night was terribly quiet, and the insects screamed terribly...

It was around four or five o'clock in the morning, and Leng Yan heard footsteps in the living room upstairs, light and heavy, she thought it was Mo Qing who had come back.

She walked out of the bedroom, walking lightly and lightly, and walked to the living room. The light in the living room was on. Mrs. Li was holding a private mobile phone and didn't know who she was talking to. When she hung up the phone, she looked up and saw Leng Yan coming down, "Miss Leng , something happened to Mr. Mo! Secretary Zhang of the company just called my private mobile phone and told me to send a suit to the hospital."

problem occurs?He was startled by cold words, and then his mind was buzzing, as if a bomber was circling above his head, "What's wrong with him?"

"It is said that he suddenly fainted while working at night, but I don't know the exact situation." Mrs. Li replied truthfully.

faint?The man who pinched her, pressed her, and bit her, making her helpless, always looked invincible, and his body would sometimes collapse?
"I'll go and deliver it!" Leng Yan volunteered, she thought, maybe Mo Qing wouldn't appreciate it.

"Miss Leng, then be careful on the road." Aunt Li did not refuse, she thought Mr. Mo might want to see Leng Yan.

When Leng Yan came to the hospital with his clothes on, the sun had just exposed half of his face, and there was no heat at all.

There are always so many people in the hospital, and there is no peak season, and the number of sick people will only increase.

Mrs. Li told Leng Yan that Mo Qing's ward was on the third floor. As soon as Leng Yan walked up, he saw a few people standing outside the door in the inner corridor, probably from Mo Qing's company!
When Secretary Zhang saw Leng Yan walking towards them, he hurried up to meet them, with a harsh tone, "Go in quickly, the chairman is in a hurry to be discharged from the hospital."

He obviously regarded Leng Yan as a servant of Mo Zhai, and Leng Yan didn't care too much, pushed the door open, and the room was full of the smell of disinfectant, which made her nose itchy, and she sneezed involuntarily .

Mo Qing was leaning halfway on the pillow behind him, with the needle still inserted in the back of his hand. Most of the infusion was finished, when he heard the sound of the door being pushed, he opened his eyes slightly, a flash of surprise flashed through his eyes, and then he looked at it calmly. He said coldly, "Put the things away and leave."

Sure enough, the country is easy to change, and the nature is difficult to change.

She didn't fall asleep all night, and she got up to deliver clothes to him as soon as the cock crowed. She didn't even say "thank you", and kicked him out directly.

Leng Yan originally wanted to care about a few words, but now it seems that it is unnecessary.

She walked over and put the clothes bag on the cabinet next to the hospital bed, while Mo Qing took out the clothes with one hand, and then used this hand to unbutton her own.

His movements were very clumsy, and it took him a long time to untie a button, saying sarcastically that it was rare to see Mo Qing's clumsy side, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that one hand couldn't use any strength, Mo Qing wanted to pull out the needle tube on the back of the other hand. The needle tube was pulled out abruptly, and the blood couldn't stop spreading from the back of the hand to the fingers, and it flowed everywhere on the quilt. On the ground, a pool of red appeared, which was particularly shocking.

Shocked and angry, Leng Yan walked over, took out a tissue from the side, and covered the back of his hand, "Is there someone who draws a needle like you? It's like drawing a sword, why are you pretending to be majestic now!"

She spoke to Mo Qing so loudly, and was afraid of being scolded after she finished speaking, but Mo Qing didn't say anything, watching Leng Yan wipe the blood on his skin over and over again, and finally stopped the bleeding, but the bleeding was slightly swollen, It hurts.

Leng Yan's heartache is that such beautiful hands are slender and strong, and a swollen piece on the back of the hand will affect the beauty.

Mo Qing took out his hand and said nonchalantly, "I want to change my clothes."

They're kicking people out again!Leng Yan knew this would happen, and turned around to leave, but the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, revealing Qin Xiaonuo's astonished face at the door, which turned from astonishment to anger.

"My brother is sick, and you won't let it go, what on earth do you want!" Qin Xiaonuo yelled.

It's really wronged, how can she think about it, she always has to do whatever Mo Qing wants, she only asks Mo Qing to let her go, but now she doesn't even let her sister who jumped out for no reason .

"Get out!" Mo Qing's voice was hoarse, but cold.

Qin Xiaonuo walked up to Leng Yan proudly, twisted his neck, "My brother told you to go out, did you hear me? Stop stalking, go back and wash your face and look in the mirror."

(End of this chapter)