"An Ning, you..." Mo Qiange wanted to persuade her, but when she saw her firm expression in the rearview mirror, she sighed and gave up.

Maibahe turned around and drove to the hospital.

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The entire floor of the intensive care unit was cleaned up, and few people walked around except for the nurses on duty.

In the corridor, there was a familiar black-clothed bodyguard standing upright.

Luo Anning walked very slowly, Lu Momo and Mo Qiange walked beside her. The closer they got to Mo Xiyan's ward, the more bodyguards there were.

"Young grandma..." The bodyguards were embarrassed when they saw her.

Luo Anning took a deep breath and bit her lips tightly. Some thought flashed quickly in her heart, and it was fleeting.

She stubbornly refused to think deeply, and walked towards the ward with firm steps. The heartless Lu Momo also saw that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

He carefully pulled Mo Qiange's sleeve and asked him with his eyes: What's wrong?

Mo Qiange looked at Luo Anning's thin back thoughtfully, lowered his head and said, "It's okay."

Is it okay?

I hope.

In fact, Mo Xiyan woke up last night and was very excited when she learned that her right hand had been disabled.

Even want to commit suicide.

After Rong Yan learned about it, he came to calm her emotions as soon as possible. He was a nostalgic person, not to mention that he had such a deep relationship with Mo Xiyan.

Just because she saved Luo Anning this time, Rong Yan couldn't avoid thanking him.

Mo Xiyan has no friends or relatives in S City, so her job should have fallen on him.

Mo Qiange knew all of this, but An Ning didn't know it.

She thought Rong Yan was so busy that he couldn't get out of his way at the company meeting.

If she is a little willful and asks Rong Yan to take her out of the hospital, she can avoid being exposed to such a picture later.

Mo Qiange sighed in his heart because he knew how stubborn she was, so he did not stop her when she asked to see Mo Xiyan.

He couldn't stop her, let alone reject her, right?

In a senior ward next to the intensive care unit, Mo Xiyan's painful crying faintly poured out through the unclosed door.

Even though Luo Anning was a woman, she couldn't help but be moved by it.

"You all go, I don't want to see you, let me be quiet alone... and leave!" Mo Xiyan growled heart-wrenchingly.

Rong Yan's anxious voice rang out: "Xiyan, enough! Your hands can definitely be cured, I will find an expert to help you with treatment. Now you can take good care of yourself? Stop making trouble, okay?"

"No, you lied to me. I am a doctor myself. No one knows better whether this is a useless or not than me." Mo Xiyan roared in despair: "My right hand is useless. How can you calm me down? I am a doctor. How can I be a doctor if I can't take a scalpel..."

"Okay, stop crying. I will cure you, and I will definitely... believe me, stop crying."

The two of them gradually became less and through the crack of the door, Luo Anning saw Rong Yan hugging Mo Xiyan tightly, and his posture was like hugging her thousands of times.

I know he is here and I know, but why do I still come in?

When she saw those bodyguards, she should have stopped and left, right?
Chapter completed!