Chapter 73

Can she live?

So, if you don't look at it, you can't move any more. Then, you're scared out.

The ward was in a state of chaos.

Nobody can sleep.

Chen was sent to the operating room to suture the wound.

Yu Mo and Yu Yan reluctantly accompany Yu Jingan in the operating room, so sleepy.

Yu Mo yawned and said, "what's wrong with my mother? Is it because I was so angry that I drew my own knife? "

"My mother is not stupid. How could she have scratched herself? It must have been someone else's

"Yes, it should have been drawn by someone else, Dad. Call the police." Yu Mo thinks that Yu Yan's statement is reasonable. It is better for Yu se to send someone to row Chen Meishu's stomach.

In this way, if the police solve the case, they will directly catch the metaphor.

In this way, Mo Jingyao is her again.

Such a thought, Yu Mo's mood suddenly got better.

Yu Jingan hesitated for a moment, and then said, "you and Yu Yan are here. If your mother comes out, call me."

"Dad, where are you going? If you want to call the police, you can use your mobile phone here. "

"Check the surveillance, and the ward."

"Dad, after the investigation, no matter what is found, we must call the police." At that time, regardless of whether it was made by Yu se, she would have to believe that it was Yu se who had scratched Chen Meishu's stomach.

"I see." Yu Jingan left in a hurry.

Yu Mo stares at the door of the operating room.

"Sister, who do you think will do it?" Yu Yan is afraid of Chen Meishu's stomach injury. If the person who enters the ward scratches not Chen Meishu's stomach, but her face, she will be disfigured.

"It's yuse. It must be yuse. My mother kicked her stomach today, so she sent someone to scratch her stomach. Otherwise, our mother could not be so clever as not to hurt her, only hurt her stomach." The more we analyze it, the more we think it's the color.

What's missing now is finding evidence.

When the time comes, we can send the metaphor in.

"Sister, Dad went to check the surveillance. I think if the other party had a premeditated plan, the surveillance would have been broken and nothing could be found out. For now, find a witness." As soon as Yu Yan remembered that she had a stomachache all night, she was not angry. Although the doctor's examination did not really concern the metaphor, she was not satisfied with it.

But for Yu se, she and Chen Meishu would not have been in pain for hours.

The liver and intestines hurt.

I still feel pain when I think about it now.

As soon as Yu Mo's eyes turned, he got up and went out.

"Sister, where are you going?" Yu Yan doesn't know why. But with her toes, she wants to know that Yu Mo must have listened to her words to find the witness.

When she thought of this, she laughed coldly, which was very good. Either Yu se was sent to the Bureau by Yu Mo, or Yu Mo was convinced by Mo Jingyao, who was obviously partial to the metaphor. Anyway, she was the one who felt comfortable in the end when the snipe and clam fought.

"Don't follow me. Dad and I have left. You stay here and watch mom." Yu Mo tou did not return the command, the brain is now a goal, that is to die metaphor color.

Send the metaphor to the Bureau.

Half mountain villa area.

The color of sleep is heavy.

She is cold. When she sleeps alone, she always curls up like a kitten, and then subconsciously looks for the source of warmth.

Feel a big stove close to, metaphor color comfortable lean up, no longer willing to move a little.

Mo Jingyao silently hugs the little woman who comes over. She says that sleeping in a guest room is like sleeping in a guest room.

Sleeping anywhere is the same result.

In the dark, his ink eyes slightly squint, the vision is all metaphor color quiet sleeping face.

Quiet and beautiful.

He put his arms around her and let him fall asleep soon.

The night was deep and the room was quiet.

Suddenly, the harsh cell phone ring suddenly rings, causing two people on the big bed to wake up instantly.

Metaphorical color excites lattice to open one's eyes, subconsciously reaches out to take the mobile phone on the bedside table.

Only then did they find that they couldn't move at all.

Her whole body was confined to a powerful arm.

Even if he is asleep, Mo Jingyao is holding him tightly.

"Mo Jing Yao?" Metaphorical color struggle, with the light of the mobile phone to the side of the man.

He has a strong masculine breath. I don't know when he started. As soon as she smelled it, she knew it was him.

Mo Jingyao's ink eyes slowly opened, and his face was not red and his heart did not jump. He continued to put his arm around her slender waist and said in a low voice: "who is so noisy?"

It was obviously displeased, as if he knew who had called and would have broken the other party apart.First, he looked down at the caller ID, which was a strange phone number.

So, when she got up, she hung up directly and pinched Mo Jingyao's arm. "Who let you go to my bed

"Your bed?" Mo Jingyao's eyes were light, as if he didn't feel the sharp pinch of the metaphor. He looked very calm.

As if, this is not the bed of color, but his bed, he sleeps on this bed.

In the face of a man's calm and unchanging face, he looks confused, turns his head and sweeps around, and then he is very sure that this is his own guest room.

"Mo Jingyao, do you want to be shameless? This is clearly my guest room. Your room is across the arm. Get out of the way and go back to your own room Hand a door, metaphor color crazy, gas small face instantly red.

When he found that Yu's eyes were red, Mo Jingyao, who had taken it for granted, was deeply distressed. "Don't cry. I didn't mean to. Maybe it's because jade is here, so I'm sleepwalking."

"Because of jade?" Yu se was stunned for a moment, then raised his arm to look at the jade which was tied on the birthmark with her own ribbon, "can't you sleep well without jade?"

"Well." Mo Jingyao didn't even think about it.

The metaphor frowned. It was a little difficult.

Now, she can't do without this jade.

This jade can repair her body.

However, this jade is mo Jingyao's jade after all. It seems unreasonable to occupy Mo Jingyao's jade and make him sleep hard.

Mo Jing Yao looked at the hesitation in the girl's eyes, and then looked at her own jade on her arm. In an instant, he understood, "you are as inseparable from this jade as I am?"

"Yes It's a little bit. " Although Yu se doesn't want to admit it, what should Mo Jingyao do if he doesn't want to admit it? She still shows weakness and admits it, so that he can borrow from her later.

Hearing this, Mo Jingyao had a slightly gloomy brow, and immediately turned cloudy and clear, "then save a room and a bed, together..."