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

Chapter 68 accompany me to dinner
There was no one in the corridor, and everyone in the operating room also left through the sterile passage.

The world of two people who are not disturbed is warm and happy.

"Are you hungry?"

"I'll accompany you to see Aunt Bai first, and have dinner with me later."

Jiang Luan thought for a while, then nodded and agreed: "Okay, I'll accompany you to dinner later."

The rare warmth and harmony, she couldn't say no to refuse, in fact, when they were not arguing, they got along better than any couple, and their happiness was so enviable.

Seeing her readily agreeing, the smile on the corner of Mo Qingxuan's mouth smudged like ripples layer by layer, lighting up the already handsome facial features. For a moment, he was dazzlingly handsome.

Jiang Luan froze for a moment, then quickly restrained himself, turned around, and walked towards the ICU ward.

In the intensive care unit of the ICU, Baige was lying quietly on the hospital bed. If it wasn't for his pale face, it would have looked more like a deep sleep.

Jiang Luan suppressed the sadness in her heart, and squatted in front of the hospital bed with Jiang Lu, gently holding her mother's hand with both hands, next to her ears, Mo Qingxuan's voice was low and warm, talking about Baige's situation.

A voice in her heart said silently, fortunately, mother did not leave.

"Sister, I'm here with my mother. Brother Qingxuan hasn't eaten lunch yet. You can go to eat with Brother Qingxuan!"

After listening to Mo Qingxuan, Jiang Lu spoke softly.

"Xiaolu, just call my dad if there is any situation. Aunt Bai won't wake up until midnight. There shouldn't be anything wrong during this time."

Mo Qingxuan warned gently, and stretched out his hand to pull Jiang Luan up from the bed.

Jiang Lu nodded at him: "I know, brother Qingxuan, sister, let's go!"

Coming out of the intensive care unit, Jiang Luan and Mo Qingxuan went to see the two bodyguards who were injured while saving her mother. They were A Sen and A Mu who followed Mo Qingxuan to W City.

One of them had their left arm amputated, and the other had a lesser injury. Although it was saved, they could no longer use their strength.

Seeing A Sen and A Mu lying on the hospital bed, Jiang Luan was both guilty and grateful.

If it weren't for them, her mother might be gone.

"This is their responsibility. You don't have to feel guilty. I will arrange the rest."

Mo Qingxuan saw through Jiang Luan's thoughts, and said lightly, he was referring to the future lives of A Sen and A Mu. They lost an arm and were no longer suitable to be bodyguards, but he would not ignore them from now on.

Instead, he will assign them other positions.

In the restaurant, Mo Qingxuan ordered couple meals.

"Eat as much as you want."

Although Jiang Luan said that she had already eaten, Mo Qingxuan knew that under such circumstances, it was impossible for her to eat enough.

He skillfully picks the food she doesn't eat to the plate in front of him, and picks the food she likes away from her. After more than 20 years of doing this kind of thing, he knows Jiang Luan's preferences better than anyone else.

Jiang Luan saw that he even put a small coriander leaf into her plate, and she felt a sense of warmth in her heart. This man, when he is kind to others, is considerate.

"I've eaten before, so you don't have to pick so carefully, I'm not so picky now."

Jiang Luan explained softly that in the past, her picky eaters were mostly because of him. When she was a child, she would put whatever he didn't like in his bowl.

If he didn't eat, she wouldn't eat either. In the end, the food in Mo Qingxuan's bowl was all food that Jiang Luan didn't like, or that he himself didn't like.

He doesn't eat it every time. Most of the time, he is reluctant to eat it. Sometimes, he negotiates with her. Only a few times, he eats it willingly.

Mo Qingxuan paused slightly while holding the chopsticks, Mo Yu looked into her eyes, and said calmly, "I'm used to your picky eaters, so I don't need to change."

Jiang Luan frowned, these words sounded so weird, she didn't change anything, she had to, okay?

She pursed her lips and did not answer. She picked up the cup in front of her and took a sip of the drink. She leaned back in the chair and looked at the gentle Mo Qingxuan. Normally, she would say that he was fake, but today, she I think the way he eats is elegant and charming.

"In a while, let's go back to the hotel to have a look. I heard that the place where Auntie Bai jumped off didn't even open the window."

Mo Qingxuan swallowed the food in his mouth before speaking unhurriedly, looking at Jiang Luan gently with his deep eyes.

Jiang Luan's eyes flickered lightly, she picked up the cup in front of her, and after thinking about it for a while, she said, "Just now, when you were in the operating room, Shi Mingyang came to the hospital."

Mo Qingxuan will know about Shi Mingyang's matter sooner or later, and she can't hide her mother's situation from him. There are some things that she needs to discuss with him.

Mo Qing's Xuanmeifeng moved slightly, picked up a chopstick and put it into his mouth, staring at her with clear eyes, waiting for her to continue.

Seeing that he was not angry, Jiang Luan continued, "Shi Mingyang said that my mother was insane back then, not because she couldn't bear the blow, but because she was subjected to a head lowering technique, which is a kind of witchcraft."

"How could he know?"

Mo Qingxuan's long and narrow eyes suddenly narrowed, his thoughts turned slightly, and his eyes were tinged with sharpness when he looked at Jiang Luan.

There was a trace of confusion in Jiang Luan's beautiful brows, and he said according to his inner guess: "Maybe it's because he knows witchcraft."

"Really, I think that if Auntie Bai was really subjected to some kind of head-dropping technique, it must have something to do with Shi Mingyang. Besides him, who else besides us would do this kind of thing."

Mo Qingxuan's eyes darkened, his handsome facial features showed a trace of coldness, and there was obvious hostility in his words. In his opinion, Shi Mingyang was definitely not a good guy.

Jiang Luan frowned, compared to Mo Qingxuan's preconceived judgment on Shi Mingyang, she was more confused and puzzled, and subconsciously argued: "Even if he is the only person around us who knows witchcraft, it can't prove that my mother was released." He is the one who performed the head-down technique, if it was him, why did he tell me and promise to help me?"

Mo Qingxuan snorted coldly, with an ugly expression on his face: "This is his insidiousness and despicableness. It is clear that he himself was the murderer who killed Aunt Bai, but now he has changed himself and appeared in front of you as a rescuer. Think about it for yourself." , now that he saved Aunt Bai, will you be grateful to him, he just wants to take advantage of this, Jiang Luan, when did you become so stupid?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was about to become stagnant again, Jiang Luan suppressed his displeasure and said calmly, "I think you are prejudiced against Shi Mingyang. We don't have any evidence to prove that he did all of this."

"Then didn't you doubt him before? Why, now that he says he can cure Aunt Bai, you overturn your previous judgment?"

Mo Qingxuan's complexion became more and more ugly, the dark clouds between his brows were like the sky before the rain, and his cold eyes were sharp and sharp. Everything Shi Mingyang did was to make Jiang Luan grateful to him. For this, he Pretty sure.

Jiang Luan pursed her lips,
"You eat first, and we'll talk after we finish."

She was afraid that if she continued talking, she would quarrel again.

In particular, this matter is about Shi Mingyang.

"Tell me, I want to hear your opinion on Shi Mingyang."

Mo Qingxuan didn't allow her to avoid it, he had to know what kind of person Shi Mingyang was in her heart.

He put down his chopsticks, picked up the water glass in front of him, and drank the water in one gulp. His tall body leaned back in the chair, looking at her seriously.

Jiang Luan's eyes changed slightly, he picked up the chopsticks, picked up the dishes for him and put them into the bowl, his voice was soft and soft: "I didn't overthrow my previous judgment, but I think it's impossible for Shi Mingyang to lower his head to my mother. If he did it, then he doesn't need to tell me now."

"Then why did you doubt him before?"

The corner of Mo Qingxuan's mouth twitched into a hint of sarcasm, he hated Jiang Luan talking about other men, especially the one surnamed Shi, and the smell of gunpowder could be faintly smelled in the air.

Jiang Luan put down his chopsticks and said calmly: "I doubted him before because I thought that Chen Qihai's death had something to do with him. This is in line with normal logic. After all, he hates you just as much as you hate him. But he has no reason to lower his head to my mother. ..."

In fact, not only Jiang Luan, but anyone would think so.Except for people like Mo Qingxuan who regard Shi Mingyang as a class enemy.

"Jiang Luan, you have been bewildered by Shi Mingyang. Why does he have no reason? Don't forget, you said it yourself. The murderer who killed Uncle Jiang can even manipulate an international criminal organization, and Shi Mingyang's file is too big. Orphans who are so simple that they don’t even know their parents know those heresy witchcraft.”

"You were too excited. I just said that it was impossible for him to lower his head to my mother. He didn't say that everything had nothing to do with him. You didn't even listen to me."

Jiang Luan argued displeasedly that she just didn't think Shi Mingyang did it. Based on her intuition when she got along with him a few times, she felt that Shi Mingyang had no malice towards her.

This is also the reason for her conflict. Her intuition tells her that Shi Mingyang is sincerely good to her, and the anxiety, worry, and concern he showed are all real.

Hearing what she said, Mo Qingxuan's expression softened a bit, he ate the food she put in his bowl, chewed and swallowed it carefully, and then said: "Since he knows that Aunt Bai has been subjected to a head-down technique, , then let him undo the head-down technique?"

"Let him solve it?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Jiang Luan's eyes, she thought he would resolutely oppose it.

Mo Qingxuan frowned, and gave her an annoyed look: "You think I'll ignore Aunt Bai, but even if Shi Mingyang cured Aunt Bai's illness, you shouldn't be grateful to him, let alone think about using your body Promise or something."

He still didn't say a word, even if Jiang Luan promised him with his body, he could only promise him Mo Qingxuan, other men would have no chance in the next life.

Jiang Luan looked at the ceiling speechlessly, and said indifferently: "I don't want Shi Mingyang to help. I told him in the morning that I will figure out a way myself."

Mo Qingxuan's expression froze slightly, she meant to think of a way by herself, nothing more than to find the old woman who rescued her back then, thinking of what she said in the hotel bathroom this morning, his heart was suffocated again, and his sexy thin lips were pressed into a firm straight line: "Why don't you let him help? Since he has the ability to solve the head drop technique, let him solve it. Only in this way can we know whether this matter has anything to do with him. The black hand behind the scenes is so deep that it cannot be ruled out." Shi Mingyang is also one of them. Even if he is not the mastermind, he can be someone else's tool, just like that terrorist organization."

"You mean, he was ordered by someone?"

Jiang Luan frowned tightly. She connected a series of weird things recently, and felt that Mo Qingxuan's words were reasonable, and she thought so too.

However, I feel contradictory. If Shi Mingyang is really the mastermind behind these incidents, isn't he exposing himself while acting?

"Not bad!"

The more Mo Qingxuan thought about it, the more he felt that it was so.

"But why did he expose himself?"

Jiang Luan couldn't figure it out.Facing her confused eyes, Mo Qingxuan calmly uttered three words: "Because of you."

After a pause, he continued: "The recent weird incidents all started after you came back. I don't allow outsiders to disturb your recuperation. The female patient who lived upstairs committed suicide by jumping off the building. Then Shi Mingyang participated in solving the case as a police officer .”

(End of this chapter)