Mr. Mo is indeed in a bad mood. It is not impossible that something unexpected happens.
"But it's so late..."
It was now past two o'clock in the morning, so logically he should have gone home long ago.
Wen Hanye couldn't tell what was going on. He reached over and held Wen Yi's arm, comforting him, "Don't worry too much. Mr. Mo survived the plane crash, and he can also escape the car accident." of."
It was forty minutes before the car arrived at the hospital, and Kanding had already arrived first.
After a passer-by called the ambulance, the first person the hospital contacted was Wen Yi, but she was asleep and muted and did not receive the call. The second person called Kan Ding, who quickly answered the call and rushed as soon as he knew the situation. Go to the hospital.
He first tried to contact Wen Yi but failed, and then found Wen Hanye's number. No one answered the call, because Wen Hanye was more particular about the separation of official life than Wen Yi Mo Shichen, especially Ye Siran was pregnant, and finally found him in the middle of the night. Father Wen.
Only then did Wen's father inform Wen Hanye, and Wen Hanye knocked on Wen Yi's door and took her to the hospital.
After the car stopped, Wen Yi hurriedly got out of the car and walked inside.
Wen Hanye quickly stopped the car and turned off the engine, speeding up his long legs to keep up with her. Although she was only two months pregnant and could not tell anything at all, and Wen Yi wore flat boots when going out, he was still a little frightened when he looked at her, for fear that she might kick her. He slipped and fell.
Fortunately not.
I asked the nurse Mo Shichen about the ward where he was. When Wen Yi and Wen Hanye passed by, the doctor had just finished treating him, and Kan Ding was standing aside, communicating with the doctor.
Opening the door, Wen Yi took a look and saw a man sitting in the hospital bed with his head bowed.
Probably for the convenience of treatment, he had taken off his coat, and underneath was a light-colored sweater, with a large area stained red by blood. There was a white bandage wrapped around his head, and there were obvious abrasions on the hand that was resting on his chest casually. The potion has been applied.
The black color is slightly messy, and the whole person looks a little embarrassed.
But at least, life is safe, neither dead nor disabled.
The moment Wen Yi saw him, she felt that her whole body was tense to the extreme. The nerves that were almost broken suddenly relaxed, and her breathing slowly returned to stability.
Wen Hanye stood behind Wen Yi and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. He half-leaned on the door frame and his tone returned to teasing, "I just said he was destined to be lucky."
Although he didn't like this man, he was not only his sister's boyfriend, but also the biological father of his unborn nephew. If something unexpected happened... his sister would be the one to suffer.
The first person to look over was Kang Ding, "Miss Wen, you're here," he immediately lowered his head to look at the sick man, and then quickly said comfortingly, "Mr. Mo's injury is not particularly serious, I'm sorry to let you Worried.”
Wen Yi's face was still a little pale, probably because she hadn't recovered. In addition, the excessively white light shone on her face, giving off a cold tone of indifference.
Mo Shichen didn't respond. He still maintained the same posture as when she pushed the door open, as if he didn't notice their appearance at all.
She bit her lip, clenched her fingers unconsciously, looked straight at him, walked to the bed, and looked down at him.
The ward fell silent at some point.
Wen Yi didn't speak, and Mo Shichen didn't look up.
After Kanding slowed down for a few seconds, he suddenly came to his senses after catching Wen Hanye's back at the door turning away. He coughed twice and said quickly, "Miss Wen, Mr. Mo's injury has been treated, but the doctor said He hit his head and had a slight concussion, so he still needs to pay attention... You stay with him for a while while I go to handle hospitalization procedures and other things."
Wen Yi didn't say anything, and Kang Ding smartly pulled the doctor out.
Soon, they were the only ones left in the ward.
The man sat there, as motionless as a sculpture.
He never even raised his head to look at Wen Yi.
Wen Yi looked up at the ceiling, took two deep breaths, and then spoke to break the dead silence, "Mo Shichen."
He didn't seem to hear or react.
She reached out and wanted to push his head, but when she stretched her hand out in the air, she remembered that Kanding had just said that he had hit his head and had a slight concussion, and her hand stopped abruptly.
She took back her hand, suppressed her temper and asked, "How did the car accident happen?"
He remained still.
Nervously trembling with fright all the way, and because of the Crying Wolf effect on him when he shot her last time, she couldn't help but raise her voice, "Mo Shichen, what do you mean by not saying a word? Is it the last time? You lost your memory in the plane crash, and you lost it again in the car accident this time, and now you don’t recognize me? Or is your whole brain damaged?"
Mo Shichen's eyes moved, finally having a human reaction. He slowly raised his head to look at her, his calm and clear eyes now covered with a thin layer of mist.
He seemed to be looking at her extremely seriously, but his pupils were a little vague. He seemed to be thinking of other people and things just by looking at her, so he seemed to be in a trance.
Just when Wen Yi was wondering if this man was really saying that he didn't know her, his low but hoarse voice said, "Yier."
Although she knew that it would be ridiculous and impossible for him to lose his memory again, Wen Yi could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard him call her name accurately at this moment, but her face did not soften and remained tense.
Mo Shichen reached out, took the woman's hand, squeezed it gently, and said hoarsely, "sorr."
He pulled her and sat down beside the hospital bed.
Wen Yi didn't resist and sat down.
The man looked at her plain face with fair eyes, her hair was not combed and not as neatly arranged as usual, and her hands were cold. He stared at her deeply, raised his hand to touch her face, and smiled lowly, " Scared?"
Wen Yi said expressionlessly, "Mo Shichen, don't let me know that you were planning a car accident... I will never be with a man who makes fun of his own life over and over again. I would rather My child has no father, and he doesn’t want such a crazy father.”
She frowned before she finished speaking. After finishing speaking, she couldn't help but leaned over and sniffed hard. Sure enough, she smelled a strong smell of alcohol on him, just because of the smell of blood and potion. It was too heavy, so it was covered up and I didn't smell it for a while.
Mo Shichen lowered his head and silently watched her smelling his collar. Knowing that she was not joking, he quickly denied it, "I didn't."