Long Xiaojiu was horrified: "Mrs., it's only been more than three hours since you called me, you just..."
Then I thought: "Aren't you going to stay in Haicheng for several days?"
Song Qingyu did not go to see Long Xiaojiu, but looked at Mo Beiyan, who was ill, and said, "If I was so badly injured, don't tell me, can I still stay in Haicheng?"
Obviously, the blame was not on Long Xiaojiu, but on Mo Beiyan.
Mo Beiyan sighed. When he first saw her, the momentary surprise flashed in his eyes and turned into helplessness: "I don't want you to worry about me."
Song Qingyu walked in and looked at Long Xiaojiu: "You go out first and call the doctor over."
Long Xiaojiu went out quickly: "Yes!"
When only Mo Beiyan and Song Qingyu were left in the ward, he stretched out his hand to her.
Song Qingyu walked quickly to sit on the edge of the bed, held his hand in his hand, and asked with concern: "How do you feel?"
She asked not what happened, but how he felt, and the corners of Mo Beiyan's lips twitched slightly: "I'm fine."
Obviously, in her eyes, his people are more concerned!
"I said it's okay, it's all like this! When did you look like this?" Song Qingyu had never seen Mo Beiyan look so weak. From the time he knew him, he was the man who seemed to be omnipotent. , Never seen his weakness.
Even, I have never had any minor illnesses or pains like a cold!
But now, probably because of blood loss, and tortured by surgery, his face is pale and his lips are pale. Still handsome, but a little more morbid.
However, the man was still her man, and the brilliance in the black eyes was still as energetic as before.
He squeezed her hand backhand and said, "Don't worry, no matter how serious the injury, I can stand up again. I haven't married you yet, what can I do?"
At this moment, Song Qingyu suddenly felt his eyes dry.
She then asked the process: "What happened yesterday?"
She has already arrived, and Mo Beiyan has nothing to hide from her, and slowly said: "I went to the construction site yesterday. I said it was good, but the crowd didn’t know who made it. A voice, every sentence is against me."
"Therefore, it caused public anger, and then attacked you?" Song Qingyu asked with comprehension: "So, you suspect that someone played a certain role in the middle, deliberately angering these people?"
"It's nice that my daughter-in-law understands me." Mo Beiyan looked at her with appreciation and said, "This thing was originally done by the Ye family behind the scenes, so it's normal to arrange for someone to get in the way."
Speaking of this, even though Mo Beiyan didn't give out the details in order not to worry Song Qingyu too much, Song Qingyu could probably understand what happened.
She condensed and asked: "Then what are you going to do next?"
Mo Beiyan did not answer her words, but silently looked at her face, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his eyes glowed.
"Why look at me like this?" Song Qingyu felt that something was wrong with him.
Who knows, Mo Beiyan suddenly said, "I only felt like I could not do without you before. I only found out before I was injured and fell into a coma yesterday. It turns out that I love you so much!"
He didn't speak loudly, but like a drum, he hit Song Qingyu's heart heavily!
So, is this a confession
From the beginning, he had only confinement to her, saying that he liked her and gave a sense of ritual, but the feeling at that time was not as strong as the current feeling!
"You don't believe me?" Mo Beiyan couldn't help feeling nervous when she saw her silently watching herself not talking.
I have to say that Mo Beiyan has never been so nervous in the face of thousands of troops. When he talked about his love, the other party was stunned and did not speak. It was even more uncomfortable than not giving a response!
Song Qingyu came back to his senses, stabilized the irritating emotions in his heart, smiled at him slightly, and said, "I believe it."
Seeing her smile at herself, Mo Beiyan finally felt relieved, squeezing her hand, and said: "You don't even say you love me."
Song Qingyu was taken aback.
Asking such a question, Mo Beiyan himself was stunned.
He blurted out what he wanted to ask, because this was the answer he wanted.
But after asking, I regretted it.
Knowing that she couldn't say love to herself and was forced to accept his feelings, at most she liked him a little bit, right
"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, I'll talk about it later." He flinched himself, closed his eyes to reduce the loss in his eyes, and said, "I'm a little tired."
Not long after he woke up, he said he was tired again.
Obviously, this injury is really serious!
Song Qingyu bent over, leaned over and kissed him on his lips, and said, "The doctor should be here. You can rest for a while. I am here."
After all, he didn't answer his question.
love him
Maybe, but I can't be 100% sure.
After all, she still had some lumps in her heart. In her previous life, she thought she loved Lu Li very much, but later she felt that her love for Lu Li was nothing more than her desire for warmth.
However, it was only later discovered that that kind of warmth was impurity!
In this life, she can no longer just casually assume that she loves a man, especially...
She is still young and the variables are too great.
Mo Beiyan was naturally lost in his heart, but then the doctor came in and found that Song Qingyu's attitude to speak has cured his heart.
The doctor came in to examine Mo Beiyan, and then asked how he felt now.
From their simple conversation, Song Qingyu knew that Mo Beiyan was injured by an iron rod smashed from behind.
Not only an iron rod, about four or five people attacked him together. He backed up quickly, but was smashed and fell.
The head was shocked and became unconscious, and a wound of more than ten centimeters in length on his back was scratched by a sharp object when he fell on the construction site.
After understanding the situation, Song Qingyu looked at the doctor and asked, "When can we transfer?"
This "us" made Mo Beiyan's heart much more comfortable.
The doctor was obviously surprised: "Girl, we are already ranked as the hospital in the Imperial Capital. Where do you want to transfer?"
Song Qingyu resolutely said: "Jiangcheng!"
Mo Beiyan was slightly surprised: "Qing Yu?"
I was very throbbing!
"Girl, don't be joking, can Jiangcheng's medical skills be comparable to our imperial capital?" The doctor obviously has a clear sense of superiority in this regard.
But Song Qingyu resolutely said: "No matter how good the place is, it can’t be compared to his own home. Didn’t you just say it? They are all skin traumas, at most a little concussion**. Since he has all skin traumas, Concussion** can also be treated in our own hospital in Jiangcheng. It doesn't require much medical skills."
The doctor was a little angry: "Since you can't trust our hospital, why are you sent here?"
He thinks Song Qingyu is a provocation to this hospital. As the well-known chief surgeon in the hospital, he is certainly not convinced in his heart.
Seeing his bad attitude, Song Qingyu said helplessly: "Doctor, I didn't believe you. But Mo... Shao has a special status, and he is far away in the Imperial Capital to heal his wounds, so the family is not at ease."
As she said, she pulled the doctor's white coat, walked aside, and said, "Doctor, I didn't mean to belittle you. I hope you can understand."
She took out an envelope from the bag she carried with her and handed it to the doctor's hand, with a calm expression: "This is a little bit of care. Thank you for bringing our family Mo Shao back from the ghost gate. I am very respectful of this. ."
Not only that, she slept forty-five degrees, giving the doctor enough face.
The so-called not to hit the smiling face, she is so sincere, this doctor is not good at insisting, only said: "However, the brain shock ** patients are not suitable to move..."