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A man rushed out from the ward in the hospital corridor, with one hand on his stomach and the other on the wall behind him. There was no anger or harshness on his face, but a smile at the corner of his mouth.

There was a lot of noise rushing out of the ward, whether it was a patient or a pedestrian passing by, they would all stand in place and look at this side curiously.

Just 2 minutes ago, Chen Mo, who was originally quite calm, suddenly grabbed Yan Ziyan by the collar, opened the door and threw it out, and the movement instantly spread throughout the corridor.

"You just take my hair for DNA testing without my consent, so what if it's your own brother," Chen Mo said standing at the door of the ward and staring at Yan Ziyan.

"Heh..." Yan Ziyan raised his head and brushed back the hair that fell off his forehead, "I won't force you either, once you think it over, the door of the house will be open for you at any time."

"Get lost," Chen Mo retreated into the room and closed the door behind him, then turned around and lay face down on the bed.

Xiao Yihan stood beside him for a long time, walked to the chair beside the bed and sat down, stretched out his hands to help Chen Mo straighten his messy hair.

The whole ward was quiet, Chen Mo moved his arm after a while, grabbed Xiao Yihan's hand and turned over, "I'm a little annoyed."

Chen Mo got up and sat cross-legged on the bed, "Do you think Yan Ziyan deserves a beating?"

"Okay!" Xiao Yihan replied decisively. At this time, he must listen to his daughter-in-law, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. He rubbed his nose and said, "But according to this, he seems to be still my brother-in-law."

"What's the big deal, what's the uncle, it's annoying," Chen Mo said.

"What did I just say? Look at my memory, how can I forget it so quickly," Xiao Yihan pretended to be stupid and looked up at the ceiling. Between the brother-in-law and the daughter-in-law, of course the daughter-in-law is the most important.

"My stupid son reacts quickly," Chen Mo said, pinching his face.

"Hey, Dad," Xiao Yihan cooperated, "Dad, I want to go home."

"Now?" Chen Mo looked at the time and patted him on the shoulder twice, "Let's go home, silly son."

"Okay," Xiao Yihan stood up and went to the table to pack lunch and parcels, "Now I can only sneak over the wall when I go back."

"It's as if you haven't turned it over." Chen Mo got off the bed, and the hands that were tidying up the corners of the clothes stopped, "I'm afraid I can't leave now."

"Why?" Xiao Yihan looked back at Chen Mo and asked.

"Patient in room 1233, it's time to change the dressing," a young nurse came in with a smile on her face, carrying an iron plate.

"I really forgot," Xiao Yihan zipped up the small bag and sat down beside the bed, "I can leave after changing the medicine, right?"

"Let's go? You just sewed this up yesterday," the little nurse said while talking to him, while quickly removing the gauze and changing the dressing for him.

"I come here every day to change the medicine." Xiao Yihan was bored, holding Chen Mo's hand and squeezing it in his palm.

"It's okay," the little nurse threw the old gauze on the plate, and carefully helped him apply the medicine. "It's okay to leave the hospital, but you need to pay more attention. Just remember to come here for the last medicine every day."

"No problem," Xiao Yihan said.

"Okay, you can leave after going to the counter to complete the formalities," the little nurse smiled and kindly reminded, then closed the door with an iron plate and went out.

"Hey, it's much lighter this time." Xiao Yihan touched the gauze on his head that was not as thick as before, and looked up at Chen Mo, "You can go home this time."

"You can go home," Chen Mo just picked up the small bag when Xiao Yihan snatched it away, and smiled helplessly at him.

"Xiaochen is going to school at this time?" Xiao Yihan opened the door and asked with a small bag in his hand.

"Do you think he looks like you? It's time to go to school this morning." Chen Mo followed behind and touched the bandage-covered hair. "This time, you don't have to worry about your hairstyle not looking good."

"Yeah, what hairstyle does this bandaged man have?" Xiao Yihan turned around and asked, "Isn't it ugly?"

"Not ugly, my stupid son is so handsome." Chen Mo rubbed his raised hair, "How handsome, he looks like a lion's head."

"You did it on purpose," Xiao Yihan slapped off the hand on top of his head, "There's nothing you can do about the lion's head, just watch."

"If you don't, it's so pretty." Chen Mo touched the hair on the top of his head again, "It's especially like your good-looking one, who looks good with any hairstyle."

Xiao Yihan happily turned his head and touched Chen Mo's face, and asked: "Then do you like my face, or a human being?"

"I like them all," Chen Mo said with a smile.

"I love to hear that." Xiao Yihan squinted his eyes and looked around at no one, then pressed Chen Mo against the wall and kissed him, "Me too."

"Someone is coming," Chen Mo raised the corner of his mouth and pushed him away, "I can't go back yet."

"Hui Hui Hui, you wait for me outside the door." Xiao Yihan ran towards the hall with a small bag, halfway there, he suddenly turned back, and pulled up Chen Mo who was still there, "Go with me."

"Why, are you afraid of meeting that little nurse again?" Chen Mo smiled.

"No, I just don't want you to wait alone," Xiao Yihan pulled Chen Mo forward.

There were a lot of people coming and going in the lobby, and I didn't have time to pay attention to them. When he and Chen Mo went to the counter, the little nurse was not there, and the one who went through the formalities for him was also a little nurse, writing and drawing on the paper deftly. Then pass it to him.

The air in this hospital is incomparable with the outside, and he is the only one standing at the gate sucking the air inside and outside the whole hospital.

Cool!

It was only when Chen Mo summoned a taxi that he stopped breathing.

The moment you open the door and go home, there are only two words, comfortable.

He simply tidied up, picked up his schoolbag and knocked on the opposite door. When Chen Mo came out, he was carrying a schoolbag just like him, but his jacket was changed.

It was not lunch time at this point, and the school would not open. He and Chen Mo found a fairly concealed wall and climbed in. It is not uncommon to climb over a wall in high school, but this is really the first time in this university. once.

University life was not as strict as high school, he and Chen Mo swaggered towards the teaching building, and there would be no teacher chasing them with sticks.

But this school is a school, and you still have to go to class secretly. The seats in the back row are reserved for the two of them. The teacher holds a book on the podium and lectures on the topic in a regular manner.

He and Chen Mo squatted down with their schoolbags in their arms, and walked slowly to their seats. Their names were called before their butts touched the stool.

"Chen Mo, Xiao Yihan!"

The middle-aged male teacher stood on the podium and stopped the topic in his hand, lifted his glasses frame and looked at them, "Xiao Yihan, what's wrong with your head?"

Xiao Yihan stood up after stuffing his schoolbag, and replied very seriously: "Report to the teacher, I was bitten by a dog."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the class laughed, and the whole class was noisy because of his words.

Once the serious atmosphere in the classroom was broken by him, it was difficult to calm down.

"Quiet, quiet, sit down first," the middle-aged teacher kept knocking on the desk with the book in his hand, looked up at him and smiled, "I didn't realize that your family still raises Dingchun."

As soon as the middle-aged teacher said this, those anime lovers were not calm. A boy wearing glasses and exuding an otaku air all over his body stood up, "Teacher also watches Gintama."

"My daughter insisted on letting me watch it. What can I do? I was also very desperate, so I just watched a few episodes," the middle-aged teacher spread his hands helplessly.

"The teacher is so humorous," the class exploded into discussion.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about it, this class is still going to be taught," the middle-aged teacher put away his jokes, and began to give a serious lecture again.

Once the joke started, it would be difficult for people to regain their peace of mind. Although no one was chattering in class, it still couldn't stop the conversation from chatting with each other.

Chen Mo waited for the whole class to be less noisy, so he fell asleep on the table with his head tilted, while Xiao Yihan leaned on his chair and looked around the whole class.

Did not see yellow hair.

He straightened his chair and sat up with his chin up. The pen that was spinning in his hand was also held in his mouth, and he kept quiet with all his strength.

When the get out of class was over, everyone in the class went out one by one. Chen Mo didn't wake up at all, so he just sat on his seat.

Xiao Yihan still leaned on the chair with a pen in his mouth, his eyes wandering between the window and the door of the class.

When he saw the figure that was almost passing by, he stood up unsteadily, the movement was a bit loud, he looked back at Chen Mo who was not affected at all, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Xiao Yihan took down the pen in his mouth, moved the chair and ran out through the back door.

The person in front kept walking towards the toilet, so he followed to the toilet, but the toilet has a lot of cubicles and it is not easy to find.

He simply leaned against the window and waited for that person to come out, watching the boys coming in and out of the toilet, and everyone who came in or went out would look at him strangely.

He fumbled in his pocket, luckily there was a pack of cigarettes, he took one and put it in his mouth, but he couldn't find a lighter after fumbling for a long time.

Xiao Yihan walked to a boy who was washing his hands, "Student, borrow a fire."

The man looked at him and smiled. After washing his hands, he took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it for him.

"Thank you," Xiao Yihan took a breath and returned to the spot to blow out the smoke ring.

As soon as the man left, the toilet door next to him opened, and before the man who came out had time to pull up his pants, he was dragged to the window by Xiao Han with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Li Qiang, don't come here without any problems," Xiao Yihan held the cigarette between his fingers and blew a smoke ring on his face.

"It's you? What do you want?" The yellow-haired Li Qiang coughed twice and looked at him.

Xiao Yihan took two more puffs and threw it on the ground, stomping on the half of the cigarette with his foot, "I don't want to do anything, I just want you to taste it, what will happen to the person who touches me."

"Chen Mo has already learned the lesson, what else do you want?" Li Qiang frowned.

"The lesson has been taught?" Why didn't Dachen mention it to him, Xiao Yihan patted Li Qiang's shirt, "So what?" Then he punched him in the stomach.

Li Qiang bent down and covered his stomach in pain, "Don't think that with Yan Ziyan's support, I will be afraid of you."

"The person who moved me, I will still beat him." Xiao Yihan picked up Li Qiang's collar and pressed it against the wall again. "This is a hole in my head. If it is placed on Chen Mo , ten holes in your head are not enough."

"Hmph... You two really have a tacit understanding, disgusting, labor and management will kill you sooner or later," Li Qiang put down his harsh words and looked up at him, his unremarkable faces were all twisted together now.

"Okay, something is coming to me," Xiao Yihan kicked Li Qiang's stomach, "If you dare to play Chen Mo's idea again, I will kill you right now, do you believe me?"

"Come if you have the ability," Li Qiang sneered.

"Don't think I'm afraid," Xiao Yihan kicked Li Qiang again, spitting on the ground.

The phone ringing from his trouser pocket made him stop the next kick. He looked back at Li Qiang who was lying down before answering the phone, "Hello? Dachen, are you awake?"

But before Chen Mo could speak, a sudden punch hit him first, "Fuck!"

He was a little confused from this punch, and with the injury on the back of his head still not healed, he was dizzy for a long time. He held his forehead and shook his head vigorously.

Chen Mo's voice kept coming from the phone in his hand, but he was just dizzy, and it took him a long time to close his ear with the hand holding the phone, "Hey, Da Chen..." Immediately afterwards, he kicked him again. on the stomach.

"Isn't it crazy? Huh?" Li Qiang didn't know when he got up, and the whole person who was shaking when he walked was looking down at him.

But now he didn't think so much, didn't think so much, reached out and pressed the phone, the pain from the back of his head paralyzed all his nerves.

This is the most useless time he has ever done, that punch almost made him a fool, so bad!

The bandaged head hurt as if it had exploded, and it was very difficult to even stand up. No matter how much he shook his head to try to wake up, it was useless. There was a white mist in front of him, and even Li Qiang's figure overlapped.

Fists that can't be swung, legs that can't walk.

He was beaten many times on his body, even on his head, but he couldn't resist. For a long time, there was only the sound of water dripping from the faucet around him, and it was long until Li Qiang left that he slowly got up.

He didn't want Chen Mo to see him like this, he was so useless, he stood up slowly with his hands on the edge of the pool, but he still couldn't see clearly, so he could only walk out with that little sight.

Irritable, irritable, he was a little skeptical about life.