"Momo, are you okay? Are you injured?" Leng Xiao held her face in panic.

"I'm fine. I really scared you to death. Fortunately, there was no danger." Qiu Mo smiled happily.

"It's okay."

"Zi Yang has already gone to call someone, let's wait for him." Qiu Mo walked up to Ye Hen and checked his injuries. The burns on his body were very serious. If he was not treated as soon as possible, he would be in danger of dying. He is now unconscious.

His face was peaceful, as if the death just now did not bring him any fear.

Qiu Mo sighed in her heart, hoping that after what happened this time, he could let go of everything, let go of her, and let go of himself.

When Leng Xiao saw her looking at Ye Hen, he couldn't help but feel a little jealous. He hugged her again domineeringly, feeling the hard-won tenderness, but he soon realized something, and his expression instantly became sad and gloomy.

Qiu Mo felt that his body seemed to stiffen, and asked with concern: "Leng Xiao, what's wrong?"

He held her in his arms for a long time and struggled with his thoughts for a long time, but he felt that he should still say it. He had to tell her that he didn't care, otherwise she would keep it in her heart and might become depressed.

"Momo, I don't care what Ye Hen has done to you. Don't have any psychological burden. I think we can understand each other, right?"

Qiu Mo was stunned at first, but immediately understood what he was talking about. Maybe Ye Hen deliberately said something to irritate Leng Xiao in order to stimulate him.

However, she was still touched in her heart. There is no man who doesn't care about the integrity of the person he loves. She was very pleased that Leng Xiao could have such generosity.

"Fool, he didn't do anything to me. He didn't know that Ziyang gave me the antidote of flower residue, so he thought I was poisoned by flower residue. He just said that to make you angry."

Qiu Mo's eyes glanced at the unconscious Ye Hen. At that time, he pressed her under him. She felt that his whole body was like a tight string, which would break at any time. His desire reached its peak, and he

He almost wanted to kill her uncontrollably, but considering the poisonous nature of the flower residue, he ultimately did not do anything to her.

She still remembered him lying on her body and murmuring in pain: "Momo, why are you torturing me like this, why, why?"

She didn't want to treat him like this, but she could tell who was right and who was wrong.

"Leng Xiao, bandage the wound first." Qiu Mo tore off two strips of cloth from her skirt.

He obediently stretched out his hand and let her wrap his wound tightly, but this bandaging method was useless, and blood seeped out quickly.

"It's useless, Momo, you know my bleeding can't be stopped." He pulled away the cloth in her hand, hugged her and said, "I just want to hold you now, I don't want to bandage the wound."

He hugged her stubbornly, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

Soon, Zi Yang came with people, and Yan Tianluo also received the news and arrived later.

Everything seemed to be proceeding in an orderly manner. Ye Hen was sent to the emergency room, and Leng Xiao was also doing work on stopping the bleeding and suturing the wound.

Qiu Mo was sitting on the bench in the corridor, looking extremely tired. The experience of this day was too thrilling and exciting for her. Her energy was exhausted and her body was extremely exhausted.

Feeling a figure flashing beside her, Yan Tianluo sat down next to her and said casually: "Are you tired?"

Qiu Mo nodded.

"Thank you for your hard work." Although the tone was casual, it was serious.

Qiu Mo felt moved for no reason. After experiencing so many hardships, she finally got through it. Looking back at those painful, happy and sad memories, it was like having a long, long dream, with a feeling.

The tiredness and relief after waking up from the dream.

"Why does it take so long to sew several wounds?" Yan Tianluo asked impatiently as he looked at his watch.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw George walking towards this side in a hurry. When he saw Qiu Mo and Yan Tianluo, he hurriedly hid his anxious look and said hello with a smile: "Hello, you two."

"Doctor George, why are you here?" Qiu Mo stood up immediately, feeling dizzy due to sudden cerebral ischemia. Yan Tianluo hurriedly supported her and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Qiu Mo shook his head and still looked at George.

George said: "I heard that Mr. Leng was injured and rushed here. I am his personal doctor and know his physical condition best. I think I should be able to help."

Qiu Mo said gratefully: "Thank you first, Doctor George."

"You're welcome, I'll go in and take a look first."

George turned around and his face turned solemn. He had just received a call saying that Leng Xiao's bleeding could not be stopped again. The wound was obviously sutured, but the blood would still flow out.

He brought hemostatic medicine from home and drove over in a hurry.

This kind of blood loss disease is a genetic disease and a very rare disease. It has been latent in the human body since childhood and may not occur at any time.

In order to control his condition, Nie Ronghua asked him to constantly search for a matching blood type until he found Qiu Mo.

The first attack of Leng Xiao's illness was probably when he cut his hand in the room. At that time, Qiu Mo sprinkled the medicine on his wound to stop the bleeding. From then on, whenever there was bleeding, he would

There will be an unstoppable phenomenon. Only Qiu Mo's blood is his panacea. But now he doesn't want Qiu Mo to know about it, and he is not allowed to use her blood anymore, so he can only quietly take the remaining blood at home.

He prepared medicine and rushed over, but these medicines will be used up this time. What will happen if Leng Xiao loses blood again? He is really worried.

Because of George's arrival, Leng Xiao's bleeding stopped quickly. He had bandages on his hands and feet. The injury on his feet was the most severe and almost severed his hamstring, so he walked with a slight limp.

Turn.

Seeing that he was fine, Qiu Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

Leng Xiao walked up to her, looked down at her, and kissed her lips without caring whether there was anyone around. Qiu Mo took a step back, pushing his chest with both hands, and saw Yan Tian

Luo, George and Wen Shang were all looking at them. She was immediately ashamed and turned around to leave.

Leng Xiao grabbed her from behind and said flatteringly: "Okay, okay, I just won't kiss you."

It was okay if he didn't say it. When he said it, others were secretly happy. She stamped her feet and almost wanted to block his annoying mouth with her hands.

Qiu Mo threw away his hand angrily, and he caught up with her again. After two steps, she suddenly let out an ouch.

Qiu Mo quickly ran back and asked nervously: "Where does it hurt?"

But he smiled narrowly and pulled her to the corner. This time he didn't allow her to resist any longer, and kissed her gently on the forehead.

She knew he was pretending, so she punched his face angrily: "You bad guy."

He grabbed her fist and put it to his lips and kissed her. He saw her cheeks were pink and her face was shy. She looked really charming and coy. Her lips opened in a smile. He couldn't help but feel excited and teased her: "Then

What do you like about me being a badass? Do you prefer me to be more badass in bed?"

She stretched out her hand and pressed his lips, her face slightly angry: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'm really angry."

"Okay, I won't say anything anymore." He hugged her and greedily enjoyed her fragrance.

Qiu Mo lay in his arms, but she was a little worried about Ye Hen. She wanted to ask him, but was afraid that he would get jealous and lose his temper. She hesitated for a long time, but before she could say anything, Leng Xiao took the initiative and said, "Do you want to see it?"

Look at him?"

Qiu Mo raised his head, his eyes were like torches, and he seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

"If you don't like it, just tell me about him."

Leng Xiao caressed her tender face and said with a hint of relief: "Silly Momo, I know your thoughts and you know mine. Do we still need to explain so much between us? Go ahead, he is at the end of the corridor.

A ward.”

She nodded slightly, took two steps and then turned around and said, "Leng Xiao, thank you."

He understood what she was thanking, and he just smiled lightly without commenting.

The moment Ye Hen fell, he didn't even have time to react, his hand naturally stretched out and grabbed him, not because he had saved himself like this before, as if there was something pulling him like this.

He didn't understand what he was doing, but his body instinctively did it.

He even wondered if he and Ye Hen had known each other for a long, long time, so long that he couldn't even calculate the specific time. This feeling was really subtle.

The ventilator on Ye Hen's body has not yet been removed, and the equipment on the bedside is still beeping.

He was lying quietly on the white hospital bed, quiet and warm, and the outline of his usually sharp face now looked soft and handsome, as if it were a beautiful picture carefully drawn by an artist.

Qiu Mo suddenly realized that she had never seen him sleeping so peacefully, even if she had woken up from his arms many nights before. At that time, she only felt escape and fear in her heart. She was not in the mood.

I have no interest in observing him.

He is a very beautiful man, with no flaws in his handsome facial features. God gave him unparalleled beauty and amazing talent, but it did not give him a warm and romantic love. He has been living in a world where he wants it but cannot get it.

In the pain, he endured the visible and invisible tortures.

Qiu Mo sat next to him. His hand outside the quilt was wrapped with thick gauze. From the neck down, the half of his body had varying degrees of burns. In some places, skin grafting surgery was even performed. He fell from it and broke his body.

The bones of his left leg had just been reattached. Maybe to him, these injuries were nothing, but these injuries would be unforgettable for him.

Qiu Mo's hand covered his, and he seemed to feel that the instruments at the bedside had changed significantly.

A young nurse pushed open the door and asked very politely: "Miss, are you a family member of the patient?"

Qiu Mo looked back at her, unexpectedly delicate and charming, full of energy, like a ray of sunshine shining in.

She wanted to nod, but finally shook her head: "A friend."

The little nurse smiled: "Hello, my name is Ling'er, and I am Mr. Ye Hen's current full-time nurse."

"Hello." Qiu Mo smiled at her, then stood up, "Is his injury serious? How long will it take to recover?"

Ling'er carefully tucked Ye Hen's quilt, wrote down the numbers on the instrument, and replied softly: "It will take at least half a month."

"Oh." Qiu Mo nodded to her and stood up to leave: "I'll trouble you then."

"Okay, bye."

Qiu Mo walked out of the ward and couldn't help but lean on the door and sigh. She had no reason to stay and take care of him, because Leng Xiao was still waiting for her. The fate between them should stop here, no matter the earth-shaking changes in the world.

Prosperity, from now on, they will be apart from each other, forgetting each other.

It was already a week later when Leng Xiao recovered from his injury.

The game work system was officially launched, and TP5 once again created a sales myth. It was only then that Leng Xiao knew that Qiu Mo had been involved in Leng Ningyu’s design plan.

Leng Ningyu was naturally scolded and vowed repeatedly that he would never dare to manipulate his precious sister-in-law casually again.

When Nie Ronghua, who had been living here, saw Qiu Mo, her expression was a little awkward. She learned about many things that happened later from Leng Ningyu's mouth. Regarding everything Qiu Mo had done for the Leng family, she was not
To be continued...