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Mu Jing orange on his sincere eyes, the heart of the small piece of haze will unconsciously dissipate.

Yes, it's better to enjoy the present than to worry about the future.

Who knows which comes first, tomorrow or disaster?

It's like she didn't think she would be trapped in a black hole again and almost die there. What's more, I didn't expect that I would escape from such a desperate situation and get a new life.

Everything will change, and it's changing.

What's more, people and promises?

"You're right!" All of a sudden, Mujing orange felt a lot more spacious and bright in her heart, and her mood became better. "Today is sunny and the spring is brilliant. Let's enjoy it. Who knows if it will rain tomorrow."

Looking at the bright smile on Mu Jingcheng's face again, Qu Shaochen tears off the corner of his lips with joy, and then walks leisurely on the green grass with her hand in hand, enjoying their hard won happiness Now?

Soon, Qu Shaochen was announced to be discharged.

Professor Chen took his physical test report and said with admiration, "it's hard for normal people to get such a physical test score. You're really good!"

Just came out of the bedroom area less Chen, has put on his own clothes.

Although it's just a gray casual suit, it looks better on him than the world famous model.

"You mean I'm not normal? " Qu Shaochen raised his hand and looked at the watch. It was almost time. Then he turned his head and looked at Fang Weide waiting at the door. "Get ready. We'll start right away."

"Good!" Fang Weide nodded his head and went out with the suitcase.

Looking at Fang Weide leaving, Professor Chen turned his head and looked at Qu Shaochen, "you are a patient who has died of lung tissue silk!"

"So what?" District Little Chen raises eyebrow to see him, is not affected by his that words, "isn't now good?"

Professor Chen had no choice but to smile. This guy So confident!

Maybe it's just because of his confidence that he got his life back from the gate of hell?

It is precisely because of his confidence that he made a counter attack in a chance of one in ten thousand and became the only one in the country who conquered lung death.

"Don't be too proud. You're not fully recovered." Professor Chen looked at him solemnly and seriously, and handed him a piece of A4 paper, "after you leave hospital, you need to carry out rehabilitation training according to the above requirements, and those drugs should continue to be taken on time, understand?"

If it had been before, Professor Chen would not have spoken to Qu Shaochen in such a tone and way.

But now In Professor Chen's mind, he is no longer the head of a hospital, but his own critically ill patient, even My own son.

He was concerned about the once arrogant and even indifferent Dean, and even worried that he would return to this place again without paying attention to his body.

Although this hospital is his, Professor Chen really doesn't want to see him here any more.

Especially as a patient.

"I understand!" Qu Shaochen took the A4 paper, took a look and threw it into his bag.

Professor Chen was surprised at his obedience, but he was a little satisfied with his perfunctory behavior. "Don't pay attention. If you don't follow the above, you..."

"Don't worry, old man Chen." Qu Shaochen reaches out his hand and pats Professor Chen's shoulder gently. There is a faint smile on his face. After so many days of contact, how can he not know that Professor Chen is good for him? So, after Professor Chen expressed his worry about himself, Qu Shaochen nodded obediently, "I will do it!"

It's the first time to be called old man Chen, and the title comes from Qu Shaochen.

Professor Chen was surprised.

Just then, Ozawa, who came to pick up mom and Dad, ran in from the door.

He and Mujing orange have been playing outside for a while. Now they are in a hurry to go to the cinema, so they run back to urge him, "Dad, hurry up, mom can't wait."

"Mom can't wait, or can't you wait?" Qu Shaochen looks at him with a smile. This little guy is more and more able to do things with his brain.

So young will use her mother's identity to bully themselves, in the future also got?

"Isn't that the same?" Ozawa escapes and turns to the sofa. He picks up the transformers he left there and plays with them. He doesn't answer other questions from Qu Shaochen.

Of course, Qu Shaochen knows that he is afraid of being exposed by himself.

However, how can one be more generous than the other?

"Let's go. Don't let mom wait too long..." He looked back at the clean ward and found nothing left. Then he went to the door.

But after two steps, he seemed to think of something again. He turned to Professor Chen and said, "this room is open to the public."

"Ah?" Professor Chen Leng for a moment, "this is your private room, the whole hospital only has this set, how can it be open to the outside world? In case... ""Do you want us to come back?" Qu Shaochen raised his eyebrows to see him, but the corners of his lips rose slightly.

Here He never wanted to come back.

From the beginning, I brought Mujing orange here, to her injuries again and again, and this time, not only she, but even herself almost couldn't wake up.

He suddenly felt that here It's not as warm and sunny as it seems. From a certain point of view, it seems to be covered by a kind of haze, with a kind of gloomy feeling.

He doesn't like it here, very much!

He suddenly realized that its existence was like a curse.

As long as it is there, they will keep getting hurt, sick, and then repeat the fate of coming in and going out.

So now He decided to change it.

No matter what it stands for, no matter what kind of memories it has, no matter what it has paid for them, he doesn't want to be nostalgic again, let alone come back here!

"Get rid of it!" Qu Shaochen looks around the room and forgets that there are places where he and Mu Jingcheng have memories everywhere. He breathes heavily and leaves with Ozawa.

Outside the ward, beside the benevolent lawn, Mu Jingcheng and Zhang Ma sat on the bench side by side.

They looked at the little patient who was playing on the lawn, and there was a gentle color in their eyes.

"Do you know, Ma Zhang?" Mujing orange looked at the youngest one, looking at his every kicking action, his mother's love overflowed. "Ozawa almost died at the beginning."

Zhang Ma was stunned and looked at her in surprise.

Mujing orange is a little smile, "maybe he inherited the stubborn and competitive character of Qu Shaochen, he not only survived, but also lived very well."

"Ozawa is also a hard-working child..." Zhang Ma couldn't help sighing, "they all said that he was blessed and was born in a rich family, but who knows what you have experienced and suffered!"