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When he came back from the hospital, Shen Mocheng kept silent all the time. Xia Rong wants to comfort him, but does not know how to say, in order to really enlighten him.

Back home, Shen Mo Cheng directly shut himself in the room, no matter what Xia Rong said, he would not open the door.

Xia Rong is worried and can only accompany him outside the door.

After a long afternoon, Xia Rong worries that Shen Mocheng will have an accident, and finally opens the door with a spare key. Just push the door and enter, full of chaos.

Shen Mocheng sat decadent on the edge of the bed, and all the porcelain pieces were broken to the ground.

Xia Rong stepped forward cautiously and looked at him anxiously: "Mo Cheng."

"Get out, I want to be quiet." Shen Mo Cheng said in a low voice.

As if not hearing his voice, Xia Rong stepped forward and squatted down in front of him: "Mo Cheng, I know you are in a bad mood. Don't hold it in your heart."

Shen Mocheng raised his bright red eyes, full of pain: "I'm not good."

Rarely see him so desperate eyes, Xia Rong distressed. Raised his hand, holding his face: "it's OK, even if not, I will always accompany you, take care of you."

"I don't need your sympathy for me," Shen Mo Cheng exclaimed excitedly

"I have no sympathy for you." Xia Rong answered loudly.

Shen Mo Cheng patted his leg hard and said with self mockery, "I didn't expect that I would be today. I once vowed that I would be fine, and now it's a joke."

Smell speech, Xia Rong press his shoulder: "Mo Cheng, we don't give up so quickly, OK? It may be that there is something wrong with the equipment inspected today. It may be that Dr. Dong's technology is not good. There are so many doctors in the world that we can still... "

Before Xia Rong finished, Shen Mocheng angrily took off his hand: "I don't need to be laughed at by more people!"

Regardless of the pain, Xia Rong got up: "Mo Cheng, you..."

Shen Mocheng got up and walked on with his crutch. But accidentally bump into the debris on the ground, straight forward.

Xia Rong exclaimed, just want to help, but he sternly stopped: "don't come here."

His elbow was cut by a porcelain chip, but Shen Mocheng felt no pain at all. With sore eyes, Shen Mo Cheng scoffed: "if I don't have the ability to stand up, I'm still a man."

Said, Shen Mo Cheng hands support, difficult to want to stand up. But his left leg muscles were atrophic. Before he got up, he knelt on the ground with a plop, and the sharp porcelain pieces went directly into his skin.

Seeing that he was injured, Xia Rong's eyes were full of tears: "Mo Cheng, can I help you?"

"No need." Shen Mocheng insisted stubbornly.

Shen Mocheng fell down and stood up again and again, making a mess. Looking at the dripping blood, Xia Rong choked: "Mo Cheng, don't hurt yourself any more."

Shen Mo Cheng clenched his teeth, sweat on his forehead kept rolling down, and finally stood up. Xia Rong gives him the crutch. Shen Mocheng looks at her, takes the crutch and walks to the bedroom.

Xia Rong grabbed his hand and begged, "don't be too busy. Promise me."

Shen Mocheng raised his head, raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "in your eyes, am I so vulnerable?"

"Not..." Xia Rong anxiously wants to explain.

"I want to be alone." With that, Shen Mocheng pushed her hand away and walked into the bedroom with a crutch.

Looking at the door closed, Xia Rong's heart also followed a clatter. Raise a hand, then see her palms ooze blood.

Thinking of the pain in his eyes, Xia Rong squats down slowly, embracing himself with both hands: "what should I do?"

She is very clear that the news that she can't recover will cause a huge blow to Shen Mocheng, but she doesn't know what to do to enlighten him.