Some people, probably.
Because using liking as an excuse to do anything seems justifiable.
Including intervening in these.
Yu Zixin doesn't care how the receiver feels.
She still refuses to accept it until now, she has spent so much time on Feng Nai, yet he doesn't even look at her.
It's all because of Mo Nan.
Yu Zixin vaguely understood that she could get some things with money, but she couldn't get some things with money.
For example, winning or losing a game.
She also realized that Mo Nan would not ask for money.
If that's the case, he won't come out of Tuhai either.
It's just that Mo Nan himself said that he likes money.
Why did he pay Tu Hai so much breach of contract fee without blinking his eyebrows.
It is undeniable that money is really a good thing.
If it was Mo Nan, he would probably be overwhelmed by this breach of contract fee at that time.
Because he couldn't get it out.
It's that simple.
Mo Bei rejoiced countless times that she was the one who encountered this incident afterwards.
She has these deposits and can pay the fee.
Who can be more noble than who.
It's just that it didn't come to an end.
And Mo Bei knew very well that her brother had reached a desperate situation at that time.
Including now, Mo Nan who is standing in a foreign hospital, his foreign language is really not very good, and he didn't learn much in the subsequent courses, but fortunately, he can do some simple daily conversations.
He saw the attending doctor that Feng Yi had arranged for him, and also did various examinations.
The doctor in a white coat pointed his finger at the film he took, and said in English: "This place didn't grow well at first, and it is too difficult to recover now. Of course, there is no problem in daily life, but some precise operations or If it’s cloudy or rainy, there will be faint pain.”
Mo Nan couldn't understand, he was a little anxious, and said in his broken English: "cure, here, ok?"
As he spoke, he pointed to his arm, and he lost his usual anger.
Those eyes were darker and brighter than ever.
The doctor understood what he meant, shook his head, and regretfully said, "Sorry."
Mo Nan stood there, his eyes disappeared in an instant, even a little numb, but he did not forget to say to the doctor: "No, you don't have to be sorry, I know, my hand can't be healed anymore, I mean you are fine, Thanks."
At this time, he had already forgotten that the other party could not speak Chinese at all, so how could he understand what he said.
Mo Nan didn't even know how he left that place, he didn't feel anything when his long legs were raised.
He raised his head and looked out at the sky.
different from domestic.
The sun is almost blindingly bright here.
The light came in and hit him, making the shadow very long.
Mo Nan was wondering how long it had been since he played a professional game.
It's been a really long time.
Even the last game.
All the memories imprinted in Mo Nan's mind disappeared.
How strange.
These three years.
What he remembers most is actually when he was in the juvenile class.
Playing games every day until I vomited, my neck was stiff, and when I couldn’t lift my arms, I saw the person opposite him who was shorter than him but always had a cold face, as if someone owed him money, and he also pressed He massaged the back of his neck, and then continued to practice the heroes he was not familiar with.
That is calling cold.
At that time, all they wanted was to go out there one day and play a real professional game.
He fought.
Even if not reconciled.
But this time, he can really go home...
(end of this chapter)