I heard you don't know Mary Sue? [Transmigration Book]

Because he didn't sleep all night, Feng Mo was severely despised when Nurse Meier came to deliver breakfast the next morning, because he... "failed to live up to the dedicated care and love of Nurse Meier who worked tirelessly day and night", And it hurt "her kind and fragile little heart"...So Feng Mo had to obediently get out of bed with the help of a caring nurse..."Practice walking".Although he doesn't understand why the way to recover after staying up late is to walk instead of sleeping.

He never understood Nurse Meier's thoughts.

The sunlight outside was bright, and the spacious ward was no longer so dark and silent.No matter how miserable life is, the sun still rises as usual.

When approaching the window, Feng Mo raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at the bright sunlight, feeling the warmth of the sun hitting his face, and his tense body relaxed a little, he lowered his head and continued walking.

Next to her, Nurse Meier was still giving her personal speeches. She was half a head taller than him, and her big brown curly hair would occasionally brush against his face because the girl was too excited, and the boy just turned his face slightly stiffly .

Although he is extremely unaccustomed to other people's physical contact, he has to listen to the words of the medical staff, especially when the nurse has the ability to describe rehabilitation as "a child learning to walk" and continues to speak in his ear for an hour "On Mayer The importance of a nurse's presence to a patient" is such a powerful skill.

He grew up so old that he didn't know when he needed help to walk.And he didn't want to know how important Nurse Meier was.But the book said: Those who know the current affairs are heroes...Of course, these things...he doesn't really care about it.

Those eyes in the mirror yesterday afternoon brought back so many memories, and it turned out that the problems he had been avoiding hadn't gone away at all.

It's just that he can't fight for it.To be honest, no matter how deep his obsession is, no matter how courageous he is, the examples in his previous life have proved that... the methods he used were never right and could not be accepted.

I don't want to and can't drag one more person down.

Most importantly, he knew subconsciously that... Feng Wulin didn't really... care about him.Maybe it's some good feelings, but most of them are just curious.not friend.

He never had friends.

After resting and tossing around until noon, Nurse Meier went to rest after bringing lunch, while Feng Mo didn't have much appetite, but he was still going to eat.He is not picky eater.

But before it started, two people appeared at the door of the ward.

One is Yang Jin, who is personable and well-fitted in a suit. He is smiling decently... carrying a thermos and walking in.

Feng Mo raised his head and calmly met his probing eyes, then looked away slightly, and glanced behind him, but paused when he saw another person, then lowered his eyes to look at the warmer in Yang Jin's hand bottle.Obviously, he didn't intend to take the initiative to ask.

And Yang Jin, who had been waiting for Feng Mo to speak, couldn't help but froze the smile on his face. He glanced at the boy's expressionless face, and then glanced at the boy behind him with a headache. Smiling and explaining: "This is the chicken soup that Young Master Feng ordered the cook to make. He is busy today and may not have time to come to the hospital, so let me make it for him. Also... this is Murong Lingye, the Minister of Feng Kingdom. "

After speaking, he opened the thermos bottle and filled another bowl of soup for the boy.But the young man standing behind him suddenly sneered after seeing his actions, and stared at the boy on the bed with a half-smile expression, mocking in his eyes.

But Feng Mo acted as if he hadn't heard anything, just staring at the fragrant soup without blinking his eyes, picked up a spoon to scoop up a little bit and drank it, completely ignoring whether the hot soup would hurt his tongue , as if he had finished feeling the taste of the soup, he put down the spoon again and pushed the bowl aside.Then slowly nodded to Yang Jin.

Assistant Yang thought he had received Feng Mo's "gratitude", so he sat gracefully aside, leaving the "stage" to the people behind him, and at the same time began to observe the boy without any trace.

The duration of their actions was very short, but the standing boy was obviously impatient.He suddenly kicked away the chair beside him, strode up to the boy, and stared at him condescendingly, with obvious provocation and contempt on his face.

"You are what the little thing said... what is the wind? Hmm... it looks like a weak soft-legged shrimp! How could Mr. Feng become disabled after being hit by a car, and he can't even go to school? That's right. , anyway, even if some worthless students go, it means they didn’t go, don’t you think so?”

Feng Mo put a chopstick of vegetables into the bowl, took another sip of soup, waited until the food in his mouth was swallowed, then straightened up and adjusted his posture, looked up at the tall boy, then lowered his head and continued to eat.

If Yang Jin didn't introduce him, he really couldn't remember who this person was.

Although he had deliberately seen the photos of the four male protagonists on the cover of the magazine before, and recognized them one by one many times, he still didn't remember them all.

His photographic memory seems to go off automatically when it comes time to recognize someone.Among the few people, the only one he can remember... is Feng Wulin's appearance.

But it doesn't matter if he doesn't remember the face, the important thing is that he remembers the plot.

The violent prince is jealous of his beloved "sweetheart baby" and runs to single out the dick male supporting role... This plot is so weird that it's hard to forget.

It just seems like something is wrong.In the original book, the "sexy, evil, rebellious and fiery prince" "defeated the useless heroine's boyfriend" in school, and the original owner had already been discharged from the hospital at that time.And now that his legs are still not healed, is it really okay for Murong Lingye to run out in such a hurry to get through the plot?

Originally, the news about Feng Mo Shi Tiantian's boyfriend was leaked by the heroine "accidentally", but the time has not come yet, and Shi Tiantian seems to have no problem, so who told Murong Lingye the news ?

Feng Mo finished the soup on his own, and put the bowl aside, completely ignoring the superior male lead No. [-] who came here.

In fact, he once suspected that Murong Lingye's personality didn't seem to be more normal than that of a patient in a psychiatric hospital. Let such a person be a minister of a country... Are the election standards really reliable?

This world is even more abnormal than himself, so abnormal that he, a person with a personality disorder, finds it inexplicable and illogical.

Feng Mo's ignorance obviously angered the already hot-tempered Young Master Murong. The young man sneered, and suddenly raised his fist and threw the boy on the bed. There is no way that the woman she believes will let go, and the soft-legged shrimp won't understand the situation until he teaches her a lesson.And in the previous life, Feng Mo, who had been reacting more slowly than ordinary people since the woman's death, naturally couldn't dodge this punch, but the boy didn't seem to shrink back either. He fought less in his previous life?It was the first time that he was beaten just because his physical and mental reactions were slow.Just when the boy couldn't dodge in time, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side tightly clenched the boy's fist, and then a voice with a chuckle sounded: "Although I promised to bring Ye Shao to visit the patient and not interfere with your actions, But beating a patient is against the rules of the hospital. No one is an exception. Yan Ershao discussed further cooperation with Fengshao yesterday, if there is a problem with Yan's Hospital at this time..."

Feng Mo raised his head and looked at Yang Jin, who had suddenly become more athletic, and then at Murong Lingye, who was disdainful and angry. He tilted his head silently, picked up a piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed slowly.Although I have no appetite, I can't waste food.

Of course it's good not to get hurt.It's just that Feng Mo in the original book was beaten very badly, so there is obviously something wrong with such a strange plot.It seems that his plan to maintain the direction of the story for the original owner cannot be realized.But it doesn't matter, Feng Mo may not come back.

Murong Lingye stared at Yang Jin's gentle smile for a while, then withdrew his hand with a cold snort, glanced at the expressionless boy, turned around and strode out.It's not that the Murong family can't compete with the Feng family, it's just that both Feng Wulin and Yan Liang are on good terms with him, and Feng Wulin has always been more arrogant than him, if there is a real disturbance, they might know the existence of the little thing.His sweetheart, no one else can covet him.It's not too late to teach someone a lesson.

Feng Mo didn't know about the... "deliberate" in Murong's heart, even if he knew, he would only compare the plot seriously, and then calmly think that Murong Lingye finally got the plot right.

As soon as Yang Jin and the others left, they immediately restored the image of a gentle and elegant gentleman. Although he, as the president's assistant and housekeeper, seemed to be a good man by the standards of the new century, that couldn't conceal that he and his family followed the president. Facts about gangsters.It's just that Assistant Yang usually doesn't take action, and few people know this fact.And this boy...he didn't even say a word, so he probably wouldn't reveal his secrets and damage his image as a gentleman, and he acted so bravely, the underage boy would definitely regard him as an idol from now on.

With such a beautiful...fantasy in mind, Yang Jin left gracefully carrying a thermos.

Feng Mo watched the nurse tidy up the dishes, draw the curtains, and then close the door and leave, the depression that was suppressed came out little by little.The boy stared at his fingers for a while, then looked away, reached out and opened the drawer, and took out the only book inside.He touched the cover of the book, and stared at it again in a daze.The eyes seemed to be out of focus, just empty.