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Of course it was none other than Shen Changgong.

He was discharged today, still in a wheelchair.

It was no longer Luo Qing who pushed him. Obviously, Luo Qing was beaten badly that day, so he couldn't continue to play the role of pushing the wheelchair, right?

The corners of Mo Changan's lips twitched coldly.

Meeting Shen Changgong, she didn't think it was a surprise, after all, they were all in this VIP ward.

However, seeing Shen Changgong coming out from the door of Bai Ye's ward, one can't help but make people think deeply.

Bai Luo frowned tightly, feeling unhappy right now.

He went directly to pick up Mo Changan from the Baiye ward of the hospital, so he didn't leave for too long.

In such a short time, Shen Changgong entered Bai Ye's ward, which made Bai Luo very unhappy.

God knows what the old man said to his brother?

My brother can't see anything now.

He wasn't worried about what Shen Changgong dared to do to Bai Ye, after all Warren was guarding him.

Just such a face-to-face meeting, Shen Changgong's expression became very cold.

Seeing Shen Changgong's cold face, Mo Chang'an immediately became happy, smiling brightly, he held Shen Boyan with one hand, and hooked Bai Luo's arm with the other.

"Standing here and looking at an old dog, don't lower your posture, let's go."

The undisguised sarcasm in her words was even close to abusive, which made Shen Changgong's expression even more ugly.

But Shen Changgong didn't say anything, what did he say?This girl's mouth is as unforgiving as a knife, and she will only ask for anger if she says it.

Passing by Shen Changgong, he walked directly into Bai Ye's ward.

On the hospital bed, the man in the hospital gown looked very thin, wearing a black wool hat, and sat quietly on the bed.

The expression on his face was also calm, with a slight coldness.

There was still a blank, out-of-focus hole in the eyes.

"elder brother!"

Bai Luo yelled as soon as he entered the door, and rushed to the hospital bed, holding Bai Ye's hand, "Brother, what did that old guy tell you? He didn't bully you, did he?"

When Bai Ye heard his younger brother's voice, he laughed, and put his hand on the back of Bai Luo's, "What? Do I look like such a bully?"

He just said this, skillfully avoiding Bai Luo's questioning.

Bai Luo knew that he didn't want to answer, so he turned his eyes to Warren who was beside him. Warren didn't say anything, but his eyes were calm.

Bai Luo didn't ask Bai Ye any more, and smiled slightly, "Brother, guess who I brought here?"

"Who? Dad? I said, don't let him worry about it. I don't know how long the operation will last, so let him stop guarding it. You just don't obey."

Bai Ye just said that, Bai Luo didn't argue after hearing this, and still had a smile on his face.He glanced expectantly at Mo Changan, waiting for her to speak.

Mo Changan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

She just kept looking at Bai Ye, and to be honest, she felt a little uncomfortable, he was more emaciated, thinner, and now he couldn't see anything, his beautiful eyes were full of emptiness.

After all, I have known him for such a long time, and seeing him like this now, I really don't feel any discomfort in my heart, and it is impossible.

"you……"

Mo Changan finally uttered a syllable.

The expression on Bai Ye's face froze instantly, and even one syllable could tell that it was her voice.

"You're here? I thought it was impossible for you to come and see me."

Bai Ye said, and turned his head towards Mo Changan's direction, but the focus of his eyes could not be focused on her.

Can't see, can't see anything...

"You...how come you are so ugly now."

Mo Changan finally uttered the first sentence, and this opening sentence brought a smile to Bai Ye's face.

He nodded, "Yeah, it's become too ugly. How can I still look like a school hero?"

He made fun of himself, then reached out and tore off the hat. His hair was sparse due to chemotherapy, like peach hairs, and there were not many hairs left.

Seeing him like this, Mo Changan felt sad and wanted to laugh.

Because Bai Ye, who has always been handsome and handsome, suddenly became like this, it is indeed a bit funny...

She couldn't help but snort, "It's so ugly, if you are seen by those girls who were obsessed with you at school before, you will be disillusioned, right?"

"Well, Lilith will probably be disillusioned if she finds out."

When Bai Ye talked about the woman who was pestering him back then, his tone became even more teasing, as if he was joking.

It made the atmosphere less awkward.

Mo Changan walked up slowly and sat down beside the bed.

Bai Ye felt the bed shaking, so he called out, "An'an?"

"You're going to have surgery today, I'll come and see you."

Mo Changan said something lightly, and looked sideways at Shen Boyan. The expression on Shen Boyan's face was still calm.

Only then did Mo Changan reach out and grab Zhuo Baiye's hand.

He froze all over. Originally, because he couldn't see, his other senses became extremely sensitive. She suddenly held his hand, and the soft and warm touch of her fingers became very clear and obvious.

"Listen well, Zhuo Baiye, because of what you did before, I don't want to forgive you at all, you know that?"

"Ok, I know."

Zhuo Baiye's voice was a bit dim, and he nodded.

"However, if you dare to die, I will never forgive you again. You won't even have a chance to be forgiven by me."

After Mo Changan said this, he took a deep breath, "So, don't die."

How could Zhuo Baiye fail to understand that her words were actually encouraging him.

He smiled slightly and nodded, "I'll try my best."

Mo Chang'an was quite satisfied with this answer at first, but Zhuo Baiye continued, "But, if I don't succeed, Xiao Luo... will trouble you."

Mo Changan frowned, "If you go to the operating table with this kind of mentality, you might as well not treat him. Besides, Boyan doesn't care about Zhuoyue's mess anymore, so Zhuo Bailuo can let him figure it out. We Stop serving, don't you know that our husband and wife got rid of our prejudices to help you?"

Just as Mo Chang'an finished speaking, a female doctor in a white coat had already walked in, "What's the noise? This is a ward, and patients need to be quiet. If you can't keep quiet, go out. The patient is about to be prepared for surgery."

The female doctor who walked in was about 25 or [-] years old, with a mixed-race face, and her Caucasian facial features were mixed with some oriental flavor, especially her black hair, which showed her mixed-race identity.

Her blunt attitude caused Mo Changan to frown slightly. Before he could speak, Jing Zhe had already walked in, "Come on, let me introduce you. Junior sister Mia, Chinese-American mixed race, you can call her Mia."