Chapter 95

Dong Lei was dissatisfied with his sarcasm, "Mu Rao, pay attention to your words. You don't know anything, so don't talk nonsense here."

"Since you know everything, how can you come to me and ask about the whereabouts of Mo Mo?" Mu Rao is full of amorous feelings of peach blossom eyes, a cast of indifference, beautiful incomparable.

Dong Lei, who has always been good at eloquence, is rebuffed with nothing to say.

"Where is the medicine box?" Mo Jingtian did not answer the bickering.

"Mo Mo, do you have a medicine chest at home?" Mu Rao asked.

Mo Jingtian eyebrow tip micro pick, surprised to see him, "you even have no medicine box at home do not know?"

"It's for foam. I don't live very often. I don't know if there is a medicine chest." Mu Rao that calls a reasonable and strong, but still went to the living room to look through, will find out the medicine box.

Mo Jingtian looked at her blood sparkling wound, eyes dim, took out a cotton swab and alcohol ready to disinfect.

Jiang Mo didn't even look at him and avoided his hand. She just wanted to get up. The numbness of her legs hit her. Her legs became soft and her body was unstable. She knelt down directly.

"Be careful." Mo Jingtian quickly reached out and held her arm and pulled her into his arms.

The faint smell of tobacco hit, ginger foam subconsciously reached out to push his chest, but touched the wound on the finger, the wound that had healed was torn again, and she breathed out the pain.

Mo Jingtian directly picked up the man's waist and walked to the living room, "first deal with the wound. I can explain the hospital's affairs. If you have any doubts, you can ask and I will answer."

His voice was calm and his attitude was calm, as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had happened to him, as if nothing could affect his mood.

After venting and thinking for one night, the calm mood seems to be suddenly drenched with fire oil. The ability of emotional self-control that has been honed in the past three years has been broken in an instant.

"No need." The voice of slight hoarse is light and indifferent, and it is hard to hide anger in alienation.

Mo Jingtian put her on the sofa, frown slightly, eyes full of worry, "don't be willful, first deal with the wound."

"Mugo." Jiang Mo turns his head and looks at Mu Rao.

Long and narrow eyes provocatively looked at Mo Jingtian, Mu Rao with a cotton swab, a pair of long legs, so casually sat on the ground.

Jiang Mo's fingers were badly injured, with blood seeping and blurred flesh and blood.

Mu Rao has no talent to deal with the wound. He takes a cotton swab and carefully disinfects the wound. However, he still has a painful ginger foam eyebrow.

"Be gentle." Mo Jingtian stares at him, his eyes are fierce and cold.

Where does Murao have the energy to pay attention to him? All his attention is on Jiang Mo's scarred fingers. However, even so, every time he touches the wound, the pain in his heart will hit immediately, which makes her sweat.

"Are you going to take care of the wound? I told you to be gentle. Didn't you hear me Mo Jingtian is like a provoked lion, trying to suppress his anger.

"You will, you will." Mu Rao threw the cotton swab in his hand and said angrily that the more he looked at the ink Jingtian, the more unpleasant he was. "Now he knows that he is in pain. What has he done? If it wasn't for you, foam's hand could be hurt like this? "

Mo Jingtian stares at the wound on Jiang Mo's hand, ignoring the angry Mu Rao.

However, before the cotton swab touched the wound, Jiang Mo had already retracted her hand, and his attitude was very obvious. She didn't want Mo Jingtian to treat her wound.

Looking at her stubborn and obstinate eyes, Mo Jingtian is defeated. "The relationship between me and Cheng Yunyi is not what the reporter said. The person she likes is not me. She was in trouble last night. I just went to help. The accident was just an accident."

Jiang Mo's eyes did not change.

"She doesn't know about the two of us. She thinks you are the kind of woman who clings to the rich and wants to join the rich and powerful families, so she treats you with that attitude. She thinks that she is helping me to solve my problems. She says too much. This is a misunderstanding."

"So you're rich?" Slightly dumb voice slightly pick up, ginger foam finally opened the mouth.

"We are rich." Mo Jingtian corrects her statement.

Jiang Mo hooked the corner of his lips and said to himself, "I think Cheng Yun Yi is right. I really can't match you for your outstanding ability, sagacity and wisdom. Whether it's ability or economy. "

Mo Jingtian's face suddenly changed, Feng Mou Wei Shen, "I only like you, in addition to you, no one deserves me."

Jiang Mo didn't argue any more, leaning against the sofa and looking out the window at the morning sun.

A strong panic rose in the heart of Mo Jing Tian. He seemed to see that the heart door she opened for him was slowly closing.

"Mo Mo, listen, I will ask Cheng Yunyi and Xie Fei to apologize to you. Xie Fei is a professional manager transferred to Tianyu from abroad. She is a professional manager. With her in, you will have a lot of worry. If you don't like her, we can find another candidate."

His speed of speaking is twice as fast as usual, explaining everything he can think of for fear of being misunderstood."Professional manager?" Jiang mor asked, his eyes stopped on his body, "not only, if she is just a professional manager, why would she react so much to my appearance?"

"Cheng Yunyi's posture is not her foot," Jiang Mo gazed at his handsome face, "she, like you?"

How can Jing Mo die? She just works in my company. Even if she likes me, I only like you. "

Low voice, affectionate, sincere enough to let any girl sink.

Jiang Mo no longer refused him to treat her wound.

Mo Jingtian's action is really very light and light. Every time the cotton swab touches the wound, he is extremely careful. He is afraid that his strength will make ginger foam more painful.

In less than ten minutes, his forehead had exuded Beaded sweat. He was very nervous and nervous. His face looked even worse than Ginger foam.

Jiang Mo tolerated the pain in his fingers and looked down at Mo Jingtian, who was sitting on the ground with a serious and attentive look, as if he was dealing with a contract worth hundreds of millions.

He is really long a good skin bag, deep eyes, high nose, three-dimensional facial features, shallow lips do not anger from self-esteem, the momentum of the superior to the face.

At this time, his serious and attentive appearance is particularly attractive. His whole body exudes male charm, which almost makes people unable to move their eyes.

Such a man, indeed, will not lack women to like.

Jiang Mo takes back her eyes, so, is she worthy of such a person?

The living room is very quiet. Mu is frowning and staring at Jiang Mo's injured fingers.

Donglei even dare not say anything. He looks at Mo Jingtian with worry in his eyes. Does he forget that he is also a patient now.

Finally, an hour later, Mo Jingtian disinfects the last finger. The whole person seems to have ended a difficult battle, and the tight string is finally loosened.

"I still have to go to the hospital to have a check-up. If something goes wrong with your fingers and it affects your flexibility, then you don't cry. All the instruments in that room should cry."

Mu Rao gets up and takes people.

"No trouble, I'll take her to..." Ink Jingtian just got up, just feel a flower in front of him, the whole person directly fell down.