In my heart, the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it feels. I obviously don’t want to act too weak and unbearable in front of him, but God always likes to tease her.

Every time she was most helpless and embarrassed, she asked Mo Junhao to stand in front of her and humiliate her in the way she least wanted to see, but she was powerless.

Close her eyes quietly, and she swallowed all the bitterness into her heart.

The severe pain made her unbearable coma. When Mo Junhao took her to the hospital, she no longer had any reaction.

"Zhiqing, it's okay, don't be afraid, it's okay in a while."

He hugged her a little cold body and rushed into the hospital building. The panic in his eyes became stronger than at the beginning.

"Mr. Mo, please come with me."

Several doctors who knew him rushed over as fast as possible. Seeing him standing in the hospital building with Han Zhiqing in his arms, he was wandering around in a daze. They did not dare to neglect and immediately went up to meet him.

After sending her to the emergency room, she immediately began to rescue her.

"Mr. Mo, please wait outside for a while."

The doctor stopped Mo Junhao, who was rushing into the emergency room, but Mo Junhao had a dark face and grabbed the collar of the white coat, tightening his strength:

"I don't have that much patience to wait outside!"

With a domineering and stubborn temper, after he said this, he threw away the doctor who stopped him and walked into the emergency room.

Although this did not comply with the rules, who dared to go against his wishes, in the end he had to give up the idea of ​​letting him go out and asked the nurse to change Mo Junhao into the sterile clothes in the operating room.

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"Zhiqing, it's okay. We're in the hospital. The doctor is checking you."

He replaced the evil spirit he had just now, and his handsome face, which was originally cold and warm, was replaced by his gentle face.

The doctors and nurses in the operating room, seeing Mo Junhao who was so different from each other, looked at each other silently and shook their heads.

The last time this Miss Han was in a car accident, it was also in their hospital.

This Mr. Mo's domineering performance opened their eyes. It was no surprise that he saw him like this in the hospital again.

Han Zhiqing was unconscious all the time. He didn't know if she could hear his voice, but he was still talking beside her without fear of being tired, and didn't care about the doctors who treated Han Zhiqing aside.

"Zhiqing, it doesn't matter if you want to be angry with me, but you must make yourself well, so that you can have the strength to be angry with me, right? So, wait a moment, you must wake up obediently, do you know?"

Seeing her lying on the operating table, her pale face was not as bloody as a slightest, and her lips were pale as paper. In his eyes, his heart was getting tighter and tighter.

"Zhiqing, I don't know why you are angry with me. Can you wake up and tell me? It's okay if you don't want to tell me. If you are angry with me, wake up and scold me. I promise not to return the word.

,May I?"

His hand stroked her cold forehead with heartache, and the words he said from his mouth moved the doctors and nurses around him.

"Mr. Mo, we have checked Miss Han. Let's talk about the details later."

While the doctor was speaking, he signaled the nurse to push Han Zhiqing out of the emergency room, but Mo Junhao did not dare to leave Han Zhiqing at all.

Even if the doctor said this to him, he didn't have much thought. It was not until the nurse sent Han Zhiqing to the private ward that he reluctantly relieved his nervousness.

He tucked Han Zhiqing's quilt, then got up and walked to the doctor waiting for him, and said in a cold voice:

"What the hell is going on with her?"

When the doctor heard his question, he immediately straightened his back, habitually pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said:

"Miss Han has acute gastroenteritis. Her digestive tract lining is inflamed, mainly caused by some enterovirus infection. This...is related to her usual eating habits."

Speaking of this, the doctor looked at Mo Junhao with some embarrassment, hesitating whether to speak.

Mo Junhao seemed to have seen his look of wanting to speak but stopping. His brows frowned impatiently, his voice was low, and he said:

“Continue.”

“Yes…yes.”

Standing in front of Mo Junhao, the overwhelming aura on his body always made the doctor involuntarily become trembling in front of him.

After wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, he continued: "I checked her and found that her diet was not only irregular, but also extremely unhealthy. If this continues, the problem will probably be more serious in the future."

When Mo Junhao heard the doctor say this, his face became even more severe.

However, there was no emotion in the deep blue eyes at this time, but some subtle helplessness were vaguely captured.

And the only person who could make him Mo Junhao show such helplessness was Han Zhiqing who was still unconscious on the bed.

After a moment, Mo Junhao waved to the doctor weakly and said, "You go out first."

"Okay, Mr. Mo, please call me if you have any other instructions."

"Um."

After the doctor went out, Mo Junhao turned his gaze back to Han Zhiqing who was lying on the bed, and finally let out a helpless sigh from his mouth.

He walked back to her bed and sat down, reached out and gently stroked her forehead, which was penetrated by cold sweat, with both heartache and helplessness in his eyes.

The voice lowered a little at this time. He lowered his eyes, looked at her, and said:

"I just ran to the hospital and came back two days after being discharged from the hospital. Can't you take good care of yourself?"

He closed his eyes to her on the hospital bed and said helplessly, but in his helplessness, there were countless pity and heartache.

He didn't know what the doctor had just worried about.

This woman didn't know how to take care of herself at all. She didn't eat anything except those messy instant noodles.

If it continues for a long time, how can her stomach and intestines bear it?

He was really worried that she would treat him like this in the future and wanted to take care of her personally, but was always turned away by her cold attitude.

At this moment, he still couldn't figure out the reason why the woman who had changed slightly to him yesterday returned to the previous Han Zhiqing after a night.

He also knew very well that with the temperament of this silly woman, she would not explain too much to him. Even if he did something that angered her, she would not say it to him directly.

After thinking about it, he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

But he could still roughly know that the stubborn and unyielding silly woman who cares the most was her sister who was nothing to him.

This fool is so smart in everything, why is he as simple as an idiot in terms of emotions?

Women like Han Zhiwei are not something Mo Junhao like him. Why does she always care so much about such a woman who has no meaning at all?

"Han Zhiqing, you are really a stupid and stupid woman."

He looked at Han Zhiqing lying on the bed and said softly.

He stayed in the ward for a long time, and he didn't dare to leave in the middle, for fear that Han Zhiqing would wake up in the middle.

During this period, he thought about a lot of things and a lot of thoughts.

Stopping her from acquiring Han family may really be a huge trouble for her.

Perhaps, he wishfully thought that Zhiqing cared about Han Haotian in her heart, so he wanted to use the method of acquiring Han Haotian to get Han Haotian's attention.

What if... he was wrong?

Zhiqing... really wants to destroy Han family and Han Haotian?

He thought about this issue over and over again, and it was not until a few noises came from the bed that he pulled him back to his senses.

He raised his eyes and saw Han Zhiqing sitting up from the bed with a frown. As soon as his vision touched his face, his eyelids immediately sank.

"President."

With a cold and formulaic name, she nodded slightly at Mo Junhao who was standing up from the sofa and briskly walking towards her bed.

The familiar and pungent smell of the potion made her know that she was lying in the hospital ward with a little drip on her hands.

All the pictures in my mind before entering the hospital began to be clearly replayed.

When she entered the emergency room, she remembered that she seemed to have woken up once in a trance.

I faintly heard Mo Junhao say something in her ear, and some words easily touched a string deep in her heart.

However, those words made her unable to remember a word at this moment.

The confusion in his eyes gradually emanated with the indifference that he had long been used to.

Mo Junhao no longer cared about her attitude, and he was already very happy when he saw her awake.

"Does your stomach still hurt?"

He sat down beside her and asked with a worried look on his face.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, thank you, the president."

She shook her head and frowned quietly when she faced Mo Junhao's tenderness again.

For a moment, she really wanted to ask Mo Junhao how many of the words yesterday came from his sincerity.

However, as soon as I reached my mouth, I was still addicted to it.

There are some things that she dare not gamble on, she cannot gamble on feelings or gamble for a lifetime. Instead of being destined to have no end, why should she let such a ridiculous story begin?

She would never humiliate herself in these things, and would lose even the last bit of self-esteem.

Mo Junhao felt lost because she called him "President" again and again, and there was a vague sense of powerlessness in his eyes, but at this time, he didn't want to mind too much.

He has too much helplessness and too much powerlessness to this silly woman.

But, his heart was all filled with her shadow.

I fell in love with her at first sight, and when I met again, I fell in love with her deeper and deeper, but I was trembling with fear that every excessive action would scare her away.
Chapter completed!