After being slag, I counterattacked

Liang Anmo's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously glanced at the direction Zheng Boyi was leaving, before realizing that he was a little guilty about his actions.

Liang Anmo, you are already off work and have the freedom to socialize, so what is there to be guilty of?
Thinking of this, she seemed to have some confidence in her heart, and she stepped forward and shouted: "Mr. Mu."

In fact, I was still very surprised, he would appear here so late, could it be that he was following him?
Mu Shaojun raised his wrist and glanced at the hands of the watch, and with his bony fingers, he took the cigarette from his mouth, and said, "Tsk, it's already 1 o'clock, and I'm pretty energetic."

Maybe he didn't even realize that the tone of his speech was sour.

"Isn't Mr. Mu the same?" It's a pity that Liang Anmo didn't hear it, and retorted.

But if she thinks that Mu Shaojuan has nothing to say at this level, then she will underestimate him.

Like a gentleman, he didn't even bother to defend himself, so he directly responded with disdain: "Humph."

She is as arrogant as she looks.

Liang Anmo is not the kind of person who insists on arguing about winning or losing, especially now that she has a stomach ache and is anxious to go home.

"If Mr. Mu has nothing else to do, I'll leave first." She opened the car door as she spoke, which meant to let him get away from her car.

Anyway, she's off work too, so there's no need to give in to him.

Unexpectedly, his arm was suddenly held by him, and by the time she realized it, her body had already been turned over by him and pressed against the car body.

Looking at each other, Liang Anmo's eyes flashed a slight surprise, and then he noticed that his dark eyes seemed to be suppressing very turbulent emotions.

Is it—

The answer was ready to come out, but he suddenly let go of her and said, "I'm not feeling well, accompany me to the hospital." Then he opened the door of the back seat and sat in directly.

"..." Did you get off work as promised?

Liang Anmo's thoughts were interrupted, and he couldn't figure out what to think about.

The window glass behind him was knocked, and his urging came: "Hurry up."

Liang Anmo had no choice but to get in the car and start the engine, driving the car all the way to the hospital.

On the road, he still felt that something was wrong with Mu Shaojuan tonight. When the light was bright, he glanced through the rearview mirror and saw that his expression was normal.

Are you thinking too much?

About 15 minutes later, the car stopped downstairs in the inpatient department.

People like them naturally don't need to register, and Mu Shaojun had already called in advance, so he went directly to the internal medicine department to find the doctor on duty, and opened a ward by the way.

I have to say that other people have to wait in line for a whole day to register for a doctor's appointment, but he is lucky, and the ward is like entering a hotel.

The nurse's attitude was also good. She took his temperature and blood pressure first, and then said: "Dr. Wen just finished the operation and is changing clothes. He will be here soon. Please wait a little longer, Mr. Mu."

Mu Shaojuan nodded slightly.

After the nurse went out, he naturally looked at Liang Anmo.

This woman, who was supposed to focus on herself, was now looking at her phone, wondering if she was concerned about Zheng Boyi, or busy replying to his messages.

"Cough cough!"

When Liang Anmo heard the movement, he subconsciously looked up at him.

"Pour me a glass of water." Mu Shaojuan said.

Liang Anmo had no choice but to put away his phone, and quickly got him a glass of water.

But Mu Shaojuan was lying on the hospital bed, and suddenly looked very weak, and he couldn't sit up at all.

Liang Anmo had no choice but to temporarily put the water glass on the head of the bed, trying to help him up first.But the man was too heavy, she used almost all her strength to prop up his upper body, and in the end, because of too much force, she lay on top of him all at once.

The two young bodies collided unsuspectingly, especially the softness of her chest was squeezed.

At that moment, Liang Anmo wanted to die directly.

It just so happened that before she could react, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.

A young doctor wearing a white trigram came in, and Liang Anmo quickly stood up straight, not to mention embarrassing.

"Why don't you knock on the door?" Mu Shaojuan frowned and complained.

"Who told you not to lock the door? Besides, this is a hospital." The doctor didn't care, as if he was used to such scenes.

Liang Anmo glanced at his badge, confirmed that he was the person Mu Shaojun was looking for, quickly adjusted his emotions, and said, "Doctor Wen, Mr. Mu is not feeling well, please check it out."

The eagerness to show the relationship between the two seemed to fear that they would continue their debate and say something that would embarrass her.

Then Doctor Wen took a deep look at her, then sat next to Mu Shaojuan, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Stomach." Mu Shaojuan replied.

"What's for dinner?" Doctor Wen asked again.

"Very lightly." Mu Shaojuan replied again, with an attitude as if he wanted to be antagonistic.

Doctor Wen didn't pay attention either, and touched his abdomen with his hands, then suddenly turned to Liang Anmo and said, "Avoid the opposite sex."

"Okay." Liang Anmo went out as told, and closed the door behind him.

Doctor Wen turned the firstborn back, and saw Mu Shaojuan staring at him, obviously very dissatisfied.

"What's wrong with you?" The doctor seemed to see through him, with a smile in his eyes.

"I don't feel comfortable anywhere." Mu Shaojuan was not afraid that he would see through.

Doctor Wen looked at him, probably wondering what the hell he was doing.

"I have a stomach upset, and I need to stay in the hospital for observation overnight." Mu Shaojuan said, subconsciously looking at the figure outside the door.

This thought was too obvious, but Dr. Wen frowned, and asked a little angrily, "Are you sick?"

"Can I come to your place if I'm not sick?" Well, he was quite confident.

"This is not a place for you to pick up girls." Dr. Wen felt that the place where he worked was desecrated.

"Then I won't vote for your experiment." Mu Shaojuan threatened coolly.

"You—" Dr. Wen was so angry that he pointed at him and was speechless for a long time, and finally he could only compromise and say, "You're ruthless!"

At that time, Liang Anmo returned a message to Zheng Boyi in the corridor, but naturally he didn't tell him that he had met Mu Shaojun and finally came to the hospital.

Just say that he has arrived home safely, so he can rest assured.Originally, he had something to deal with, so of course he didn't want him to be distracted by himself.

Soon, the door of the ward was opened.

The doctor Wen said without waiting for her to ask, "His condition needs to be observed in the hospital for one night."

"Is it serious?" Liang Anmo asked worriedly.

Dr. Wen nodded and said, "I need someone to accompany me at night."

Liang Anmo nodded, expressing that he knew it well.When he wanted to ask something, he had already left impatiently.

What a weird temper.

But Liang Anmo was not surprised to hear that he was a medical genius.

After returning to the ward, the water glass by the bed was already empty, and Mu Shaojuan lay quietly on the bed, telling her to go to bed early.

There was only one hospital bed, and it was impossible for Liang Anmo to squeeze in with him, so he found a blanket and lay on the sofa.

Perhaps I was too tired, and it was indeed very late, so I fell asleep unknowingly.

On the other hand, Mu Shaojuan, her smile at Zheng Boyi always flashed in his mind, the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, and naturally he couldn't fall asleep.

Hearing the sound of even breathing in the space, he simply got off the bed in the dark and came to her side barefoot.

In the dim eyesight, only the outline of the woman's face could be discerned. Mu Shaojuan held her face, and moved his lips closer to her involuntarily...