Ji Mo's eyes flickered slightly and said stiffly, "do you think I don't want to lie comfortably? If I don't go to the venue today and say nothing else, Liao Jun and president Zhang will be enough for you to eat a pot."

"Cough..." Qi Shaoqin didn't expect Ji Mo to mention this.

But this is true.

Liao Jun and president Zhang obviously came prepared and deliberately targeted her.

Indeed, sick Yangzi went to the venue today to solve her many difficulties.

It's hard to imagine if the sick seedling didn't go.

How will she be treated if she goes to the scene alone.

Qi Shaoqin said stiffly, "then you just insisted on driving by yourself? We can take a taxi! Why are you trying to be strong?"

Ji Mo sighed: "I didn't try to be brave. I couldn't get a car at the bidding meeting, and I really couldn't hold it. I stopped the car on the roadside and asked you to help me down to have a rest. You just don't believe I'm uncomfortable."

Qi Shaoqin choked on Ji Mo's words again.

"I... I don't believe it. It's your previous performance. There's no trace of your discomfort. Can you blame me?" Qi Shaoqin felt that he was going to be crazy.

"If you want to go, go." Ji Mo suddenly frowned.

Qi Shaoqin was speechless. "What will you do if I leave? Your leg is also hurt for me. You came out today and saved me. If I leave you alone, am I TM still human?"

Ji Mo's eyes flickered slightly, "even if you go, I won't blame you."

Why did Qi Shaoqin listen to Ji Mo's words and feel sad, "I won't go. Do you blame me or not, I won't go. I'll call 120 to call an ambulance..."

"No." Ji Mo said with a gloomy face.

Qi Shaoqin said with a dark face, "no, no! If you don't take good care of the wound, you'll have to amputate your leg! Do you really want to be disabled?"

Ji Mo said, "my body is already broken. Amputation is nothing. You don't have to make a fuss."

Qi Shaoqin really couldn't bear him to say that about himself. Although she thought he was very annoying, at this moment, her heart softened uncontrollably. "Shit, are you TM still the sick seedling of gangjing I know? Suddenly so depressed, it's not like you! Listen to me and call an ambulance."

Qi Shaoqin finished and reached for his mobile phone.

"No." Jimo reached out and pressed her movements.

"Don't make trouble! Sick boy, you're seriously injured now. You must go to the hospital!" Qi Shaoqin didn't expect that sick boy was still stubborn.

"No, I can't go to the hospital." Ji Mo's expression was suddenly dignified. Qi Shaoqin had to swallow his words. "All right, I'll go to the hotel to carry a stretcher to help."

Qi Shaoqin said this and got up, but he saw Ji Mo still holding her hand.

"Let me go first and wait for me here. I'll find someone to help." Qi Shaoqin said judo in a tone.

Ji Mo's face coagulated and said, "don't disturb others."

"Ah?" Qi Shaoqin was stunned. "Why? Don't you go to the hospital? I think you have concerns, but this is a hotel..."

Ji Mo's eyes drooped slightly, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and said, "well, you know, I have many fans everywhere and will encounter them at any time, so it's best not to let them know. If they know that I was hurt, it can be traced back to you. I'm worried that someone will be bad for you. I promised your grandmother to take care of you. Naturally, I can't put you in danger."