The doctor's hands cover the sky, and the male gods can't stand high

Chapter 12 What if I don't?
Jiang Luan frowned in pain, and there was faint sweat on his forehead. The body held by him could not move, so he could only stare at him angrily: "What do those two people at the door mean?"

"protect you!"

Mo Qingxuan answered simply, concisely and as a matter of course.

He raised his handsome eyebrows lightly, with an expression that he didn't need to thank me too much, which made Jiang Luan's blood surge with anger.

"I don't need your protection, you tell them to go away, and, Mo Qingxuan, give me back my mobile phone."

Jiang Luan suppressed the roiling anger in her heart. She has known this man for more than 20 years, and the deepest understanding she has of him is that he is so arrogant and conceited that he doesn't eat hard and soft, and doesn't eat oil and salt.

He sneered, the corners of his lips raised, he didn't know why he was in a good mood all of a sudden, and the voice that overflowed his thin lips was also tinged with a trace of moistness: "When you heal your injury, I will return it to you."

"you……"

Jiang Luan stared at his handsome face with resentment, and was interrupted by him as soon as he opened his mouth: "By the way, no one will disturb your recovery during this period of time. I have already greeted Li Lianbin. As for the others, I won't bother you again."

Jiang Luan gritted her teeth angrily: "Mo Qingxuan, you are Xiaolu's fiancé now, why should you control me? Aunt Chu and Uncle Mo won't allow you to be so rampant."

Mo Qingxuan suddenly suppressed his smile, and leaned towards her. The clear and pleasant smell of masculinity instantly snatched her air, causing her heart to tremble.

"leave me alone!"

Her eyes were angry, and a thin pink color appeared on her pale cheeks due to pain.

Mo Qingxuan's eyes darkened slightly, ignoring her anger, and approaching her inch by inch, greedy for the quiet and alluring aura on her body.

"Mo Qingxuan, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Luan whispered.

His heartbeat was out of rhythm in his scorching breath, and his body froze, not daring to move.

When Mo Qing's Xuanjun face was only a few feet away from her cheek, he suddenly turned around and said quietly, "Your Uncle Mo and your Aunt Chu can't control me either. Since four years ago, they have stopped meddling in my affairs. Of course, it also includes your business."

Jiang Luan was startled, when he said the words 'four years ago', his tone was as cold as ice, and his heart was full of resentment, he really hated her 'death' back then.

But what does it mean that Uncle Mo and Aunt Chu don't care about him?
In the past four years, he didn't know about her affairs, and she didn't know anything about his affairs.

She took a deep breath and said coldly, "You can either tell me where my mother is, or let your people leave, Mo Qingxuan, don't try to put me under house arrest!"

"What if I don't?"

Mo Qingxuan scoffed coldly, she was used to doing her own thing, and did not accept her conditions.

"Then I'm leaving now!"

Jiang Luan looked determined, and suddenly raised his hand to attack him.

Even if Jiang Luan wasn't injured, she wasn't Mo Qingxuan's opponent. What's more, she was injured now, and she had already torn the wound by ignoring it just now.

The blush on his cheeks quickly dissipated, replaced by fine sweat all over his forehead.

Mo Qingxuan's gaze fell on her chest, his cold eyes narrowed suddenly, and a storm swept through the bottom of his eyes, he asked sharply: "Jiang Luan, you would rather die than stay in the hospital, right?"

"If you don't tell me where my mother is, I'd rather die than stay here."

Jiang Luan endured the pain from the tearing wound with a look of determination.

She is betting, betting how much he hates and is ruthless towards her!

Mo Qingxuan squeezed her hand harder, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and his chest heaved with anger.

Suffocating stagnation instantly filled the entire ward...

The four eyes meet, one is deeply angry, the other is decisive, and the flames of war are about to break out.

After a long while, Mo Qingxuan laughed back angrily, with a hint of evil and cruelty on his lips, his eyes glanced at the wound on her chest, then moved away, and locked her stubborn eyes again, the words overflowing from her thin lips did not carry a trace of warmth : "If you want to die, you can die. Anyway, in the hearts of your mother and sister, you have already died four years ago. However, if you die like this, you will never see your mother, and you will never know. I Why are you with Xiaolu?"

(End of this chapter)