Chapter 462

The more you look back, the more you look back, the more you feel that you are far away from Mo Jingyao.

As if, it is not only the actual distance between her and him, but also the distance between the two human identities, which is becoming more and more distant.

That feeling, inexplicably let her palpitation.

A doctor and two nurses in the sanatorium, sister Wang and two bodyguards, together with Yu Se and Mo Jingxi, took off.

Fly to a large airport nearest to "Qingda", and then drive to "Qingda".

Mo Jingyao obeyed her proposal unconditionally.

Mo Jingxi should have been given a sedative injection, she fell asleep.

Sleeping Mo Jingxi is very quiet.

When Mo Jing Xi is asleep, it is also the most leisure time for all the people who accompany her.

Besides sister Wang, Yu se doesn't know anyone else.

"Miss Yu, you are so good. As soon as your diagnosis and treatment plan was put forward, Mo Shao agreed. Hey, hey, I didn't expect that I would also borrow money. You don't know, I received this month's salary last night." Sister Wang talks about her salary. She is very excited, not only because of the high amount of money, but also in advance.

"Because you're looking for her doctor." In retrospect, if she had not seen Wang Jie's hemorrhoids, she would not have taken her to see Mo Jingxi.

Sister Wang is really a person who really cares for the patients. It's not pretending.

"I was looking at the poor girl, too young, now think, beautiful is not a good thing, beautiful girls will always be bad men's eye, and then think about, or ordinary better, do not show the level of mountains and live a safe life."

"Do you think I'm beautiful?" Yu se asked with a smile.

"Er Drift No.... " Sister Wang didn't dare to answer. At this moment, it's not good to answer beautiful, and it's not good to answer not beautiful. Which answer seems to offend metaphor.

"Hahaha, to be honest, it's OK. I don't blame you."

"Miss Yu is beautiful, but she can live a peaceful life." Wang elder sister embarrassed stroked forehead, "I just babble, you don't care."

"No Yu se also likes this sister Wang very much. She is very straightforward. What she has to say is warm-hearted and kind-hearted.

Two people said and laughed, Mo Jing Xi room door suddenly opened, "Miss Yu, Miss wake up."

Yu se got up and walked over, "how is she?"

"And It's OK, but she found that she was not in the ward, but changed into a small room. She seemed to be a little uncomfortable. She was in the hair Lose your temper. "

"I'll go and have a look." The rooms on the plane, even if they had been prepared in advance, could not meet the standard of rooms specially designed to protect patients from self mutilation.

Yu se is worried.

"Go away, I want water."

"Miss, your water." A nurse handed the temperature adjusted water cup to Mo Jingxi. The plastic cup was specially prepared for Mo Jingxi's safety.

Mo Jing Xi reached out to take it, but just raised it to the lip, suddenly the pupil suddenly enlarged, "don't Don't come here, don't prick me, don't prick... " When she yelled in horror, the glass in her hand suddenly threw at the nurse, and in the blink of an eye, the nurse's body was wet.

"Miss, don't prick the needle. It's water. It's just water. Aren't you thirsty? Shall I pour you another glass of water The nurse was embarrassed to wipe a face, carefully coax Mo Jing Xi.

"Water Is it water? " Mo Jing Xi looked at the nurse with a confused face. Then, suddenly, he stepped forward and held up the nurse's face with both hands, "you are not her It's not her You are the servant who brings me water, aren't you? "

"Yes, miss. Sit down first, and I'll pour you another glass of water." The nurse comforted Mo Jing Xi to sit down, turned to the door, saw Yu Se and said hello, "Miss Yu."

Metaphorical color nodded, "you go to pour water, miss, give it to me."

"Thank you." The nurse went to pour the water.

As soon as Yu se was about to go in, sister Wang pulled at the corner of her dress, "Miss Yu, be careful that she hurts you."

"No way." Metaphor color shakes his head, Mo Jing Xi can't hurt her.

"I heard that a nurse pulled her long hair apart a few days ago and dragged her in her ward for a few minutes, and her scalp would be torn off. It was particularly frightening." Sister Wang is still a silent reminder of color.

"I'll be fine. I'll be careful." Yu se said, or firmly went to Mo Jingxi, if Mo Jingxi really want to start with her, she avoided it.

Mo Jingxi can't be as fast as her.

Even Mo Jingyao is not necessarily faster than her.

"Wait here for me." Sister Wang stood nervously in front of the door, worried about metaphor and Mo Jingxi.

At this moment, Mo Jingxi was curious to arrive at the window, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, and even hummed a song, as if he were very happy.

Yu se opened the folding chair in front of the window, "Jingxi, sit and see."

"Good." She sat down childishly, and then put her chin on her hand, and her eyes were smiling. "Those clouds will fly, one by one, really fun.""Well, I'll play with you."

"But I can't reach for them. How can I play?" Mo Jingxi asked seriously.

"Watch them and play with them."

"Are they playing with you, too?"

"Well, and you, let's play together."

"You play with me? What do we play? " Mo Jingxi's attention was immediately attracted by metaphor. He turned his head and looked at it. He was happy like a child.

"How about a massage?"

"How to play?"

"I'll show you, and when you learn, you'll give me a massage." Yu se said with a smile.

"Well, you'll demonstrate." Mo Jing Xi sits quietly. At this moment, she doesn't know the metaphor. She seems to be unable to remember who she is. She seems to be back in her childhood. She only has fun in her mind.

The color of the hand fell to Mo Jingxi's temple, gently pressed up, "this is it, gently soft, and then you just look at the beautiful flying clouds outside, they are with you to play."

"I'm playing with the clouds. They're lovely." Mo Jing Xi closed his eyes and read softly, again and again.

And the hand of the metaphor also began to change the acupoints on Mo Jingxi's head, almost every minute. At the same time, he talked to Mo Jingxi gently about the children's family talk.

Mo Jing Xi happily smiles, "I have not only clouds to play, but also other toys, right?"

"Yes, there are puppets, models of airplanes and cars, and lots and lots of them from your brother."

"My mother gave it to me..." Mo Jingxi follows Yu SE's words, but when he talks about "mother", he screams out of the metaphor and stands up, "don't Don't come over Don't prick the needle Don't... "