"I..." Song Nianhe opened his mouth and tried to explain, "Si Moli, you only heard half of the matter about the child. And the most important half, you didn't hear. You missed it, and I didn't have time. explain."

When Si Moli vomited blood, the situation was urgent. She didn't know why he suddenly appeared in the corridor and couldn't figure out the situation.

So, time was wasted.

By the time she figured out the whole story, Si Moli was already unconscious and sent to the operating room.

Song Nianhe looked into Si Moli's eyes and spoke seriously.

but……

Si Moli didn't look at her, and he even felt like he didn't take her seriously.

Indifference, indifference, indifference.

Song Nianhe bit her lip and stretched out her hand again, wanting to touch him.

He kept rubbing his temples.

"Do you have a headache?" She asked with concern, "You tell the doctor so he can prescribe the right medicine and check you."

This time, Song Nianhe successfully touched Si Moli.

His skin was warm and slightly rough.

Song Nianhe felt a little better.

He was just angry. Once he was coaxed and explained clearly, everything would be fine.

However, the next second, Si Moli quickly grabbed her wrist.

"hiss--"

Song Nianhe frowned, his face almost wrinkled.

because……

pain!

Si Moli's hand was very strong and even more powerful, as if he wanted to crush her wrist bones!

How could he do this to her!

It hurts her!

"Si Mo..."

"Who allowed you to touch me?" Si Moli narrowed his eyes slightly, and the strength in his hand increased instead of decreasing, "Huh?"

Song Nianhe was stunned and looked at him, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Only the sharp pain in her wrist reminded her of what was happening.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Si Moli snorted coldly: "Time and time again, where do you get the courage?"

Cold sweat broke out on Song Nianhe's forehead.

Because of the pain and because of his words.

Is she not even qualified to touch him?

Is he that angry?

After Si Moli finished speaking, he shook off her hand mercilessly.

Song Nianhe was unprepared, and coupled with his great strength, she staggered back two steps before steadying her body.

Moreover, her hand fell on the fence beside the hospital bed. The fence was made of iron, and her finger joints hit it, making a muffled sound.

Song Nianhe looked down and saw that the joints of his fingers were already somewhat red and swollen.

However, she had no time to care about this minor injury.

Because the pain in my heart is bigger, heavier and more intense.

How could Si Moli treat her like this...how could he?

The ward was quiet.

I saw Mr. Si and Mrs. Si having an awkward quarrel. Others had never seen such a scene and didn't know what to do.

Just stay still, don't make a sound, and wait and see what happens.

Song Nianhe took a deep breath.

She was about to cry and wanted to shed tears, but she held back.

"I, I know you are angry," Song Nianhe's voice was obviously choked, "but you should give me a chance to explain. To take a step back, the situation was urgent. In order to save you, as long as I can save you, I'm willing to do anything."

"It's like, you risked your own life to save me. For you, I can give everything I have."

There were tears in her eyes, and the tears were swirling, but she tried not to fall.

Si Moli didn't even look at her.


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