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When An Zhengye woke up, he subconsciously touched the place beside him.

I stretched out my hand but found nothing, and immediately woke up.

"Xiao Yu?" An Zhengye called out, "Are you there?"

However, there was no response from the ward.

He got up and found that Mo Xiaoyu was nowhere to be found in the ward, and was just about to go out to look for him.

The door of the ward opened, and Mo Xiaoyu walked in with a food box.

Seeing An Zhengye, he said in surprise, "Are you awake?"

"Well, where have you been?" An Zhengye frowned and asked with some dissatisfaction.

How worried would he be if he didn't see anyone when he opened his eyes?
Mo Xiaoyu didn't notice his emotions, and said happily, "I'm going to buy you breakfast."

An Zhengye's face was sullen, he was worried about her, but she was still thinking about eating and drinking.

Ever since he met him, the expression on An Zhengye's face was almost always like this.

Mo Xiaoyu took it for granted and didn't think he was angry at all.

She put the food box away and came forward: "Are you going to the bathroom? I'll help you there."

An Zhengye was speechless, but what could he say...

There was a helpless "hmm".

Mo Xiaoyu immediately took his arm and said considerately: "I adjusted the water temperature in the morning, you can use warm water when you go in."

"Yeah." An Zhengye's anger had dissipated at this time, forget it, his wife has a big heart, and there is nothing he can do except tolerance.

Sending An Zhengye to the bathroom safely, Mo Xiaoyu seemed to have completed a major task.

Her appearance made An Zhengye laugh, and he lost his temper completely.

When he came out of the bathroom, the expression on his face was much better.

"I'll help you." Mo Xiaoyu was very attentive.

An Zhengye was led back to the bed by her.

"Are you feeling better?" Mo Xiaoyu asked with concern.

When An Zhengye woke up, he felt much better.

Since the kidney transplant, he has paid special attention to fitness exercises. In fact, his physical fitness is better than that of his peers.

But he didn't sleep well last night, and his face was a little pale.

Mo Xiaoyu thought he hadn't recovered yet, so he was very considerate.

An Zhengye wanted to say that he was fine, but the words turned into: "I still have a headache."

Coupled with his pale face, these words are particularly convincing.

"Then lie down for a while." Mo Xiaoyu immediately asked with concern.

An Zhengye had already gotten enough sleep. When he was the busiest at work, he sometimes slept for less than four hours. He slept intermittently last night, and with the morning sleep, he is in good spirits now.

"No, I'm hungry."

"Then I'll feed you." Without him mentioning, Mo Xiaoyu said proactively.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." An Zhengye said calmly with a smile in his eyes.

"It's not hard work, I should do it." Mo Xiaoyu was still guilty of taking An Zhengye's sleeping place, so he was very willing to serve him.

An Zhengye didn't say anything else, enjoying Mo Xiaoyu's care with peace of mind.

Mo Xiaoyu took a mouthful of porridge with a spoon, blew on the hot air on it, and carefully brought it to An Zhengye's mouth: "Be careful of burning."

An Zhengye ate it with his mouth open. Mo Xiaoyu opened his big watery eyes and asked with concern, "How's the temperature? Does it suit your appetite?"

"It's not hot, it's delicious." An Zhengye replied concisely.

Mo Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately picked up a small dish with chopsticks: "The doctor said you can't eat too salty food, the food may not taste good, so you can just let it go."

An Zhengye was happy in his heart, but his face was light: "It's okay."

Now even if he is asked to drink plain water, he still thinks it is sweet.

Mo Xiaoyu's way of feeding was actually a little clumsy, but An Zhengye felt that it was more comfortable than the top service received in a five-star hotel.

"Drink some porridge." Mo Xiaoyu blew on the clear porridge and brought it to An Zhengye's lips.

"Okay." An Zhengye was about to open his mouth when suddenly the door of the ward was pushed open.

Xu Zhou appeared at the door of the ward, and he looked at them in surprise, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Xiao Yu, what are you doing?"

"Don't you know how to knock?" An Zhengye said coldly, frowning slightly.

Suddenly someone interrupted his relationship with Mo Xiaoyu, and he was very unhappy.

Especially this person is Xu Zhou.

Love rivals are extremely jealous when they meet each other.

Xu Zhou also frowned, obviously not in a good mood.

Feeling the tense atmosphere, Mo Xiaoyu hurried out to be a peacemaker.

"I just came in and didn't close it tightly."

"You don't need to explain to him, let's go." Xu Zhou stepped forward and pulled Mo Xiaoyu to leave.

"Where are you going, I haven't finished feeding An Zhengye breakfast yet." Mo Xiaoyu broke free without thinking.

The anger in Xu Zhou's heart grew stronger, and he held Mo Xiaoyu's hand even tighter: "I'll hire a nurse for him, let's go."

"I don't want to go."

Xu Zhou was taken aback by Mo Xiaoyu's answer, and Mo Xiaoyu took the opportunity to break free.

She took a step back and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Xu Zhou, I don't want to leave, I want to take care of him myself."

"Xiaoyu, what did you say?" Xu Zhou looked at Mo Xiaoyu with disbelief.

Mo Xiaoyu's chest was suffocated by his gaze, and she couldn't help but took another step back. She was about to explain when An Zhengye suddenly grabbed her hand.

Mo Xiaoyu's heart calmed down a little when he heard the temperature on his hand.

Looking sideways at An Zhengye, An Zhengye gave her a faint smile, then looked coldly at Xu Zhou.

"Don't you have ears?" He said coldly, "Xiao Yu said she didn't want to leave, if there is nothing else, you can leave."

"Why do you answer for her? Xiao Yu is not someone of yours." Xu Zhou said angrily.

"Just because Xiaoyu is still my wife." An Zhengye snorted coldly: "I forgot to tell you, I decided not to divorce her."

"What did you say?!" Xu Zhou was slightly taken aback.

The successive blows throughout the morning left him speechless.

An Zhengye looked at him with irony in his eyes, as if laughing at him for pretending to be stupid.

Xu Zhou looked away, looked at Mo Xiaoyu, and asked, "Xiaoyu, what did he mean? What's going on with you?"

Why does the world change after only seeing each other for a day?

"We..." Mo Xiaoyu was filled with guilt, and was suddenly speechless.

An Zhengye's face was cold, and he said coldly: "I like Xiaoyu, so I decided not to let go, and Xiaoyu also likes me, so we won't divorce."

"You lied!" Xu Zhou didn't want to believe it at all.

He looked at Mo Xiaoyu stubbornly, trying to get a negative answer from her face.

Mo Xiaoyu was silent, and lowered his eyes a little guilty.

What Xu Zhou didn't understand about her behavior like this, but he still wanted to ask clearly, persistently wanted an answer.

"Is what An Zhengye said true?" Xu Zhou questioned.

"Yes, what he said is true." Mo Xiaoyu plucked up his courage: "Xu Zhou, I'm sorry, I really can't let go of An Zhengye."

Sorry, gentle supporting actor.

Although you are my ideal type, but I fell in love with An Zhengye.

Mo Xiaoyu apologized silently in his heart.

Xu Zhou was in so much pain in his heart that he laughed instead.

It's just that this smile is full of bitterness.

"What a fool I am."

"I'm sorry." Mo Xiaoyu didn't know what to say besides apologizing.

Xu Zhou shook his head, thinking of something, and suddenly looked at An Zhengye fiercely: "I don't believe that Xiao Yu will give up on me, it must be your fault!"

"That's right, it's me." An Zhengye simply admitted, and said frankly.

"It's not like that." Mo Xiaoyu quickly explained.

Xu Zhou didn't listen, and warned An Zhengye directly: "I won't let you go."

After speaking, he took a deep look at Mo Xiaoyu, turned around and left.

The hairs on Mo Xiaoyu's back stood up when he watched him, as if something bad was about to happen.

"Why do you say that?" Mo Xiaoyu's eyes were full of worry: "Obviously I am sorry for Xu Zhou, why do you take the responsibility on yourself?"

"You have nothing to do to him." An Zhengye said seriously, "In matters of feelings, no one is right or wrong."

"But if Xu Zhou really did something, what should we do?" Mo Xiaoyu frowned.

Although she didn't think Xu Zhou would do anything, after all he was a gentle supporting actor until the end of the book.

But his last look always made Mo Xiaoyu uneasy.

The plot has all collapsed, and she is not sure if something unknown will happen.

"Don't worry." An Zhengye didn't care at all, or he didn't pay attention to Xu Zhou's warning at all.

Instead, he was delighted by the "we" that Mo Xiaoyu said.

Mo Xiaoyu wanted to say something, but An Zhengye changed the subject: "I'm not full yet."

"Then let's eat first." Sure enough, Mo Xiaoyu was successfully distracted.

After she finished feeding An Zhengye, the doctor came for a review. Mo Xiaoyu's attention was completely diverted. He was busy caring for An Zhengye's body, and gradually forgot about Xu Zhou.

"Mr. An's body is recovering well, and he can be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon." The doctor looked at the physical examination report and said, "Come over in a week to have the stitches removed, and you can rest slowly during this period."

Mo Xiaoyu carefully wrote down the precautions and sent the doctor away: "Okay, thank you doctor."

Even after being discharged from the hospital, Mo Xiaoyu was still worried about An Zhengye's health.

While packing her things, she said, "I'll take you home, don't go back to the company today."

"Don't go home yet, I have arrangements in the afternoon." An Zhengye said as he unbuttoned his hospital gown.

Mo Xiaoyu wanted to ask him what the arrangement was, but when he turned around, he saw his big chest exposed, and his cheeks burned red: "Why are you taking off your clothes?"

As he spoke, he covered his face shyly and turned around.

"It's not like I haven't seen it before." An Zhengye chuckled.

"You're talking nonsense." Mo Xiaoyu's ears were burning hot: "I, I'm ignoring you."

After Mo Xiaoyu finished speaking, he ran towards the bathroom, and An Zhengye's deep laughter came from behind him.

After hiding in the bathroom for a long time, Mo Xiaoyu didn't dare to go out, for fear of seeing something he shouldn't see.

Although she slept in the same bed twice, but the first time was an accident, her memory is not very deep, and she didn't dare to think deeply when she thought that it was her initiative, and last night she was dressed properly So Mo Xiaoyu never saw An Zhengye's body.

It is impossible to be cheeky to watch him change clothes.