Han Mo wakes up like a dream, listening to each other's words and blocked the line of sight, turned his head and shook his head to the man, said: "there is no discomfort." Then he looked as if he didn't care about his injury and raised his other hand.

Then he picked up the book, held it in his hand and began to read it. Seeing that the man was not clinging to himself, Qian Sangsang was secretly relieved. Fortunately, there is a doctor to help cover up, otherwise, the man would not shake his hands and feet to reveal his flaws.

Doctor Shen put his hand on Han Mo's wrist. For his pulse, he checked the man's injury. After seeing the doctor's diagnosis, Korean rushed up to ask about the situation. "There's nothing serious about his injury, but his Qi and blood are a little weak. I'll make a prescription to take it."

After that, doctor Shen went out with Korean. It was obvious that he was looking for a place with pen and ink to make a prescription. In fact, Qian Sangsang knew that he was staying here to see more Han Mo and finished his wish.

Now there are only two people left in the room. One is lying on the bed looking at the book in his hand, the other is standing in the same place and dare not move. Qian Sangsang nervously pinches the corner of his clothes. He's afraid of exposing his identity, but he can't help looking at the man.

In fact, she felt a little different from the past. In front of strangers, there is no previous kind of sharp, and cold momentum. His edges and corners seem to have been smoothed out in this short period of more than ten days.

In the past, it seems that the momentum of the new generation has become to be independent of the world. Is it really because of their own departure, so that Han Mo has become like this? On second thought, Qian Sangsang thought that it was impossible, but she couldn't think of any other reason besides this.

She was puzzled about this, and to be honest, it didn't feel good. Han Mo knows that the man is looking at him, although he pretends not to know. I didn't want to talk to him, but I don't know why that person made him care.

After a while, I finally couldn't help it. He asked directly, "you've been looking at me. Is there anything you want to ask?" The opposite person seemed to be frightened. He raised his eyes and looked at her quickly. He shook his head and said, "nothing."

Han Mo frowns, he is very terrible, and he said two words, just like a flood of beasts. "It seems that you are a little afraid of me. Am I too serious?" Han Mo has been holding a book, a hand touching the chin, seems to be seriously considering.

"How can it be!" The man opposite opened his eyes wide in surprise and accentuated his tone. "You are not terrible at all!" Han Mo is silent for a moment, this small medicine boy looks really interesting, but he says casually, but that person really refutes.

But that person's mood is also too abnormal, let Han Mo not only reflect on his just tone of speech. Just now, it was really on the spur of the moment. With a little ridicule, it made fun of the other party. Is it because of the bad attitude?

"What I said just now is a joke. You don't have to worry about it." Han Mo seldom care about a person's feelings, care about their own unintentional move will be well explained. So at the moment, he was a little embarrassed to bring up such a thing himself. However, the attitude is sincere.

Hearing that person's sincere apology, Qian Sangsang lowered his head and stirred his clothes with his hands. He answered vaguely, "well Good I see

Han Mo dark sighed tone, decided to skip this thing not to mention. Nest back on the quilt, pick up your book again, and try to read the contents into your head. After reading a page, Han Mo turns the page with his own posture.

He held the book in front of his eyes with his left arm and put his right arm under his head. In this way, it makes his movements a little difficult and clumsy. Because he was forced to wear a lot of clothes, a little bit of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Qian Sangsang didn't intend to meddle in his own business. After all, a little more action means a greater risk of exposure. After watching it for a long time, I couldn't see it at last. Dawdle to the bed, give Han Mo pad a pillow in the head underground.

Then he helped him adjust a comfortable posture, even took out a handkerchief to Han Mo wipe sweat, and asked: "do you want to drink some water, it's a little hot today." For a long time did not answer, Han Mo face incredible.

"What's the matter?" Focusing on the relationship with Han Mo, Qian Sangsang forgets his present appearance and identity, and it's really not appropriate to do what appears in the room. Qian Sangsang blinked, suddenly reacted, and then ran away as fast as he could from the bed.

"You..." Han Mo looked at the man to avoid his appearance, secretly frowned, is ready to speak, outside the door came a call. "Master, I'm going to leave. Master, here I am

Han Mo sat up and looked at the back of the little drug boy who was in a hurry to pack up things. He felt that he hadn't stayed for long. Suddenly, he was not willing to give up. As soon as doctor Shen said goodbye, he didn't know when he would meet again.

"Wait!" As soon as the words came out, both of them were stunned. Han Mo called each other, only to find their position is not right. I have no reason to stop myself from feeling and reason. It's a pity that when you talk, you can only talk with your head."This young master." Qian Sang put away the pillow and turned to look at him with a smile on his face. "You still feel uncomfortable there. If you have, please come in and have a look.

That person's appearance is so indifferent, as if the person who just flustered is not him. Han Mo was stunned and couldn't speak for a moment. Qian Sangsang looked at the man's face and saw that he didn't believe it, so he called again.

Han Mo was silent for a moment, and suddenly started to smile. Gently shaking his head, he said, "no, there is no place to feel uncomfortable. Thank you, doctor Shen. Please give him my thanks.

What Qian Sangsang was afraid of was that his identity would be seen through. He was greatly relieved to see that he didn't mention it. Then he heard the meaning of this saying that he could go away, and immediately he was pardoned.

Because Han Mo dare not smile directly in front of him, the joy in front of him can't be concealed. "I'll pass it on to master. It's Mr. Han. Please take good care of yourself." Qian Sangsang pretended to reply, took his own things and turned to leave.

Han Mo is still so nest on the bed, silently looking at the back and Shen doctor confluence, and slowly disappeared in his line of sight. After a moment of trance, he squeezed the book tightly in his hand. Finally, he rubbed his body down, put his head on the quilt and closed his eyes.

"You, you are not willing to give up until now?" That person has left with his brother, betrayed by two close people, not only not angry, but also has been making excuses for them himself, is a fool.

Originally, with his character, he was unwilling to force a person to stay by his side. If you really want to, you will find a way to let that person stay with you. Unfortunately, there is no confidence in Qian Sangsang himself.

"So, is this liking wrong in the beginning?" This is very important. Han Mo knows that he needs to think about it.