Chapter 284

She said that Song Shu, on the contrary, had no room to answer. She only answered, "the chairman's order is only work for me."

Chi Huan doesn't believe this.

Song Shu may have no malice, but she understood her thoughts.

Lawrence wanted to let her know about Mo Shiqian's serious injury, but he promised not to say, or he thought it would be a good choice for Song Shu to take care of Mo Shiqian and give them a chance to get along.

Song Shu chose to tell her that she wanted to follow Lawrence's original intention.

"It seems that Miss Song wants to marry him more than before," said Chi Huan, taking back her gaze and pulling her lips

Song Shu smiled and said, "it's not necessarily hypocritical, it's true."

she also had a frank attitude. "In reality, when the eldest son died unexpectedly, Mo was always the rightful successor. I'm no more noble than other women. The identity of the Lord of cloud sur has great attraction for me, emotionally I also admire and appreciate what Mr. Mo has done and suffered for Miss Chi. I even like him

Chi Huan guessed that Song Shu was modest when she liked ink, but when she heard her own words, she was still stuck in her heart, just didn't open her mouth to express her opinions.

Song Shu said again, "but I still hope Miss Chi doesn't be hostile to me. I don't intend to argue with you about Mr. mo. however, if you don't come to the end, he will always be with other women. For you, it's me or other people, so it doesn't make any difference?"

Chi Huan's head turned sideways and finally gave her a reaction. She said without hesitation, "since Miss Song is a smart person, she should know that no matter whether I can go to the end with him or not, she is not willing to hear a woman say in front of me, if I can't go to the end with him."

Song Shu looked at her indifferent face and smiled again, "that's right, sorry."

So along the way, they did not continue to talk.

Until the car stopped at the parking lot outside the hospital, Song Shu told her the ward number, and said, "I have to go back to the company to handle my work. Miss Chi should not like the presence of a third person, so I will not go with her."

"OK, thank you."

Song Shu got out of the car and walked to the side of the road and stopped a taxi.

Chi Huan watched her back, but he didn't push the door to get off.

It was not until Song Shu's taxi had disappeared in the traffic that Anke asked carefully, "Miss Chi, shall we not go in?"

Then Chi Huan took back his eyes and looked down at his fingers. "He didn't want me to know. Do you think I should go?"

Anke thought for a moment and said in a word, "but if you don't go, isn't miss song going to take care of Mr. Mo?"

She said so, chihuan naturally got off the bus.

In front of the ward.

She wanted to reach out and push the door directly, but her hand fell on the doorknob and she took it back.

At last, he raised his hand to knock on the door, but he didn't knock down.

Anke stood behind her, looking at her for a few hesitations, without making a sound.

After standing for about a minute, she took back her hand.

Instead, he sat down on the bench in the corridor outside the ward.

Song Shu said to her after death, she did not want to come over.

But when she got to the door, she suddenly lost the courage to go in.

Should she do what he says, as the popular saying goes?

Don't think, don't think, don't tangle

If only people could live like this.

Anke stood for a while and suggested, "Miss Chi, or you can ask Mr. Mo's attending doctor first. How is she?"

"Good."

In the nurse station to find out, Chi Huan found moshiqian's attending doctor, after a simple conversation, she went straight to the subject and asked, "how is his injury?"

The doctor took a look at her. "This lady, who are you?"

Chi Huan frowns. Although she is not known by passers-by, most people who normally contact with TV and movies know her face. Gossip magazine also talks about her girlfriend all day long.

What's more, although moshiqian's face has never been made public in front of the media, since he is in hospital, doctors should know his identity and their relationship?

Think so, Chi Huan or replied, "girlfriend."

The doctor looked at her up and down. "Are you his girlfriend? Isn't his girlfriend taking care of his young lady recently? "

Chi Huan's face immediately faded, and his voice was quite cold. "Who told you that was his girlfriend?"

The doctor seems to have a little chat, quite innocently, "since the patient was hospitalized, the young lady has been taking care of him personally. Apart from her girlfriend, what kind of relationship would be like this?"

Chi Huan's face was ugly again, but he still held back his temper.

Mo Shiqian is in hospital. She hasn't appeared before. It's normal for others to misunderstand. There's nothing to be angry about.Besides, there's no need to get angry with people who don't matter.

Chi Huan didn't say anything more, just asked lightly, "how is his injury?"

As soon as she asked, the doctor frowned directly. "You said you were his girlfriend. He was so hurt for such a long time. You have never appeared before, and you don't know his condition?"

As he spoke, he shook his head, as if he were sighing.

So badly hurt

Chi Huan lost his patience, and his voice grew cold. "How was he hurt?"

"The trauma is a comminuted fracture with multiple bruises on the whole body, but this is not the most serious. His kidney is also injured. There are broken and massive bleeding, which is very serious. Other internal organs are also damaged in varying degrees."

When the doctor spoke, he habitually held his glasses. The lenses reflected light in the light and held the look of his eyes.

What's more, when Chi Huan heard about the kidney injury, the whole person was shocked, and he had no time to pay attention to the person in front of him.

She didn't know how she got out of the office or how she got back to the door of the ward.

Before I thought about it, I couldn't open the door.

When she came back, she had no idea in her mind. She didn't know how to face him, how to comfort him, how to take care of him, or even whether to let him know that she had known his injury -

because he would tell her that it was all minor injuries.

A blank in my mind, on the contrary, I held the doorknob directly, unscrewed it with an inexplicable impulse, and pushed the door open.

At this time, the man is sitting on the sickbed with a pillow, with a table and a notebook on it. He is looking at the screen and doesn't know what he is looking at.

In a moment, Chi Huan is slightly lost

He did have freedom of communication, but he didn't contact her.