Chapter 322： She came to me, hoping that I would be with her son (1/2)
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Chi Yan frowned, not understanding why she asked so, but still replied, ”I have asked the doctor. He did not hurt the internal organs. If he is in good health, there is no problem in restoring health.”
At that time, the woman wanted to pull out the dagger and stab it. Fortunately, Xiao Yu appeared, and he responded quickly and moved faster.
”The doctor said that, so you believe it? Because his injury can be completely recovered, so you can't feel relieved to see him again?”
It was impossible to be at ease, and Mosi was injured because of her. She couldn't do anything for him, and felt extremely guilty.
But the more she did that, the more she had to keep away from him.
Chi Huan pursed her lips and said lightly, ”If the doctor said I can't believe it, who should I trust?”
”What the doctor said to you is why the doctor told the doctor so.”
Chi Huan said, ”What do you mean?”
”Xishi was rescued in the emergency room. During the time you were taken away by Mo Shiqian, he woke up once. He was afraid of you and didn't want you to bear the burden of your heart because of guilt. He was not badly injured. ”
Chi Huan looked at the middle-aged woman with grace in front of her, and for a moment couldn't tell whether what she said was true or false.
She didn't know why Mrs. Mo took the initiative to find her.
It is impossible to be here today. She still wants her to stay with Mosi?
She kept her hand on the doorknob tightly. ”So, what happened to him?”
Mrs. Mo looked into her eyes and said word by word, ”That knife hurt his kidney.”
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Quiet apartment.
Chi Huan was sitting on the floor in front of the coffee table, leaning back on the soft sofa.
The roses on the coffee table are still in full bloom.
She took the insulation box down, held it in her arms, and unscrewed it.
Take out the layered dishes one dish at a time, set them aside on the coffee table, and then hold your spoon and drink your soup.
Made by Mo Shiqian.
Although he cooks less often, she can tell it with a taste.
While eating, Mo Shiqian called.
Chi Huan held the mobile phone and looked at the three words of wood ink on the screen for a long time, his eyes did not blink.
After one minute, the call hangs up automatically.
She bit her lip and sighed, ready to put her phone back on the coffee table.
But within ten seconds, it rang again.
On the screen are still the words of wood and ink.
Just point your finger. This time, she still answered the phone, but she didn't say anything.
The man's deep voice sounded in his ear, ”Are you up?”
She lowered her eyebrows and said nothing.
Mo Shiqian asked lightly, ”Did you have dinner?”
”Mo Shiqian.”
He answered patiently, ”Huh?”
”I changed the password, so don't just go in and out of my apartment.”
The man smiled lowly, ”That's your apartment. If you change your password, you need to report to me?”
Chi Huan bit her lower lip and was a little annoyed.
She chilled. ”Anything else?”