After wearing a book after the half-moon shadow, he was favored on the headlines

Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help being distracted, the injury on his foot didn't seem to hurt that much anymore.

The nurse was pushing the wheelchair and was about to leave, but she bumped into a passerby as soon as she pushed it, just in time for Mo Xiaoyu's injured foot.

"Ah, it hurts so much." Mo Xiaoyu wrinkled his whole face in pain.

"What are you doing?" An Zhengye glared at the nurse coldly, the nurse was startled by the chill all over his body.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." He stared out the cold sweat on the nurse's back.

An Zhengye didn't bother to pay attention to her, he directly lifted Mo Xiaoyu from the wheelchair, and said coldly, "Lead the way."

"Okay, this way, sir." The nurse hurriedly led the way with a very good attitude.

An Zhengye hugged Mo Xiaoyu with a cold face, but the movements of his hands were very gentle, always careful not to let anyone touch Mo Xiaoyu's feet.

Mo Xiaoyu recovered from the pain, he was carried to the emergency room and sat on the consultation bed.

The doctor checked it a few times and said: "The injury is not serious, just pull out the glass piece, disinfect it again, and give another tetanus shot."

"If possible, I will treat her wound now." The doctor asked.

"Hmm." An Zhengye listened carefully and looked at Mo Xiaoyu, as if asking for her opinion.

"Yes..." Although Mo Xiaoyu was afraid of pain, he still mustered up his courage and said, "You can do it."

"Okay." The doctor took the alcohol cotton and the disinfectant, and said softly, "I'll rinse your feet with the disinfectant first, and then I'll deal with the glass sheet. It might hurt a little, so bear with it."

"Okay...then you just need to move quickly." The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain, and it is better to solve it quickly.

"Yeah." The doctor nodded and started immediately.

The cold disinfectant water was washed down from the feet, and when it touched the wound, it was hot.

Mo Xiaoyu gasped for a moment, and almost jumped up: "It hurts..."

The pain caused Mo Xiaoyu to shrink back subconsciously, and discussed: "Doctor, can you stop washing and just pull out the glass."

"No, what if the wound is infected?" Before the doctor could speak, An Zhengye said seriously.

He was afraid that she would move around, so he frowned and did it himself, holding down Mo Xiaoyu's wobbling feet, and firmly fixed them: "Continue."

Seeing this, the doctor immediately continued to wash the wound. The corners of Mo Xiaoyu's mouth twitched in pain, and his face became pale. This hurt more than being punched in a fight. It was really fatal.

Seeing her pale face in pain, An Zhengye suddenly said in a deep voice, "Be gentle."

"Yes, Mr. An."

The doctor nodded, then swiftly ended the torture, and quickly removed the glass piece.

Except for the burning pain for a while when the medicine was applied, it became much more soothing afterward.

After the doctor finished bandaging her left foot, Mo Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief. She would never get hurt again, and cleaning the wound was too painful.

The doctor put down the gauze: "Now you can go for the injection, you can leave after the injection, and just keep the wound away from the water for a few days when you go back."

"Okay, thank you doctor." Mo Xiaoyu thanked him, and tried to land on one foot, but An Zhengye directly picked him up.

"I can go by myself." Mo Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat.

As if he didn't hear, An Zhengye asked the doctor, "Where can I get an injection?"

"Go out and turn left to the third room." The doctor quickly wrote on the medical certificate, picked up the medical certificate and said, "Pay the fee first, and then get the injection with the receipt."

"Mr. An, I'll go." Xu Wei immediately picked up the medical certificate and ran to pay the bill.

An Zhengye hugged Mo Xiaoyu firmly, walked out of the emergency room steadily, and walked towards the injection room.

Mo Xiaoyu has fully realized that the self in the book has no strength to compete with An Zhengye, she can only stay in An Zhengye's arms obediently, and let him hug her around.

Xu Wei moved quickly, and when they walked to the injection room, he had already paid the fee, and Mo Xiaoyu finished the injection, shaking his legs uncomfortably: "The injections are all over, you don't have to hug me anymore Yes, thank you just now."

"Whether you need to hug her or not, it doesn't matter what you say." An Zhengye immediately hugged her again after finishing his sentence.

"What are you doing..." Mo Xiaoyu stared in panic. Isn't this guy addicted to hugging?
Seeing the two staring at each other, the nurse at the side said enviously, "Your husband treats you so well, it's really enviable."

"Husband?" Mo Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, her pretty face turned red immediately.

She wanted to explain, but she was hugged by An Zhengye all the way just now, which seemed to be easily misunderstood.

"Ma'am, this is embarrassing. Good husbands are rare these days." The nurse said enviously.

"Yeah, your husband is so handsome, so considerate." The nurse arranging the medicine bottles echoed.

"You misunderstood, he is not..." Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help explaining.

An Zhengye didn't give her a chance at all, nodded to the nurses with a happy expression, turned around and left with Mo Xiaoyu in his arms.

"Hey, why didn't you explain?" Mo Xiaoyu said angrily, it's all over now, everyone in the hospital misunderstood.

"Explain what?" An Zhengye raised his eyebrows and asked knowingly.

"You won't be my husband soon..." Mo Xiaoyu said depressedly, but he still felt a little guilty when he said it.

After all, her current identity is indeed Mrs. An, and it will only take effect after signing.

An Zhengye obviously thought of her together, didn't say anything more, and hugged Mo Xiaoyu back into the car silently all the way.

"Sit still." An Zhengye waited for Mo Xiaoyu to sit firmly before letting go, and told him softly.

"En." Mo Xiaoyu replied, and sat down properly.

"Drive, go to Mo's house." An Zhengye sat in the back seat and ordered.

"Yes." Xu Wei replied, and immediately drove off.

The luxury car gradually left the hospital and headed towards Mo's house.

Inside the carriage, the atmosphere was a little too quiet, even awkward.

An Zhengye was looking at the documents with a blank face, as if he was busy with business.

Mo Xiaoyu absentmindedly looked at the scenery outside the window for a while, but finally felt that he could not owe him favors.

After thinking for a long time, she said in a mosquito-sized voice, "Thank you for today."

"What?" An Zhengye looked up from the document, and looked at Mo Xiaoyu inexplicably: "What did you say?"

Mo Xiaoyu covered his lips with his hand, coughed lightly, and raised his voice, "Let me say, thank you for today."

An Zhengye was very surprised, looking at Mo Xiaoyu's red ears, his mood eased a bit.

"You're welcome, be careful in the future, don't be so careless anymore, and take good care of yourself." An Zhengye paused, and continued: "Even if you get divorced in the future, I hope you will be well."

"I see." When mentioning divorce, Mo Xiaoyu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He glanced at An Zhengye with complicated eyes, but met An Zhengye's deep eyes, and quickly lowered his eyes.

"You...you will be fine in the future." Mo Xiaoyu lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, not understanding why he was in such a mood.

"En." An Zhengye responded lightly, retracted his eyes, and his eyes fell on the document in his hand, and he didn't turn to the next page for a long time.

After Mo Xiaoyu said this, he had nothing to say, he turned his attention away from An Zhengye, and turned his eyes to the outside of the car, the thoughts in his mind drifted away.

She recalled the contents of the book, An Zhengye was not always so scumbag and bad, in the first half of the book he was just blinded, that's why he treated the heroine so badly, after the second half of the truth came out, Others are pretty good.

When Mo Xiaoyu thought about it, the complex emotions in his heart became heavier.

Damn, what is she thinking about?No matter how nice he is in the future, it's none of her business. She has already filed for divorce and there is no turning back.

Just when Mo Xiaoyu was guessing wildly, the car arrived at Mo's villa.

"Boss An, we're here," Xu Wei said.

"Yeah." An Zhengye closed the document and stretched out his hand to Mo Xiaoyu: "I'll help you get out of the car."

"Okay, thank you." Mo Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, but still put his soft and boneless little hand into An Zhengye's warm palm, scolding himself in his heart for not being able to live up to him, facing his tenderness, he couldn't say no at all if.

An Zhengye held Mo Xiaoyu's catkin firmly, and carefully led her to the door.

Mo Xiaoyu moved her body, and was about to step out of the car door when she suddenly remembered that she had no shoes now, and her high heels were thrown on the viaduct.

"What's wrong?" An Zhengye asked in a low voice.

"It's okay." Mo Xiaoyu shook her head. She walked all the way without shoes, and she was about to step on the ground with her bare feet just a few steps away.

An Zhengye came to his senses and stopped him, "Let me hug you."

After finishing speaking, he bent down and directly hugged Mo Xiaoyu horizontally.

Mo Xiaoyu was caught off guard by being hugged, and subconsciously reached out to wrap his arms around An Zhengye's neck, his pretty face turned red immediately, and he quickly let go of his hand: "Sorry..."

"It's okay." An Zhengye carried her towards the door expressionlessly, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

"You can just leave me at the door, and someone will help me in." Mo Xiaoyu said with some embarrassment. They must not be able to tell clearly when they are seen like this.

An Zhengye's eyes darkened slightly, so she didn't want people to see her?
With a gloomy expression on his face, he put Mo Xiaoyu at the door, let go of his hand and said, "Then I'm leaving."

"Well, goodbye." Mo Xiaoyu waved to An Zhengye and nodded gratefully.

An Zhengye didn't look at her, he strode away from the entrance of the villa, and got into the luxury car without looking back.

When the car was gone, Mo Xiaoyu looked away with some sense of loss, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

As soon as the door was knocked, the door opened from the inside, and Xiao Li's face appeared behind the door.

"Xiaoyu, you..." Xiao Li looked at Mo Xiaoyu with a complicated expression.

"Mom, why do you look at me like that?" Mo Xiaoyu was puzzled by her look.

"I've seen it all. Zhengye sent you back, right? Xiaoyu...have you forgotten An Zhengye?" Xiao Li looked at Mo Xiaoyu with some distress, and asked helplessly.

"Mom, where are you thinking? I was injured, and I happened to meet An Zhengye, and he sent me back." Mo Xiaoyu guessed that Xiao Li was overthinking, so he quickly shook his injured foot, and said helplessly, "Can you?" Can't let me in first, I can't stand anymore."