There was a suffocating silence in the air.
In the bedroom, Mo Xunjie was lying sideways on the bed, pretending to be asleep.
When Luo Weiru walked in, she clearly saw Mo Xunjie's hands raise inadvertently, but Luo Weiru didn't say anything.
After changing into her pajamas in the changing room, Luo Weiru lay on the wool carpet beside Mo Xunjie's bed. It was her turn to sleep on the floor today.
Luo Weiru wanted to complain that Mo Xunjie didn't know how to be gentle with women, but she felt that it was ridiculous. How could a man who could kiss others so casually be expected to dote on a girl?
Luo Weiru turned over and wanted to sleep, but she could not close her eyes. In the end, she couldn't help but speak.
"Hey, are you asleep?" Luo Weiru was lying on the thick wool carpet with her arms as a pillow as she spoke to Mo Xunjie, who was lying on the bed.
Mo Xunjie's breathing suddenly stopped." I'm already asleep.”
Mo Xunjie's eyes were also open, but he was lying.
"You can still talk when you're asleep?" Luo Weiru pouted. Ever since that kiss that day, her relationship with Mo Xunjie had obviously become a little awkward.
"He was talking in his sleep." Mo Xunjie said indifferently.
"Oh, I see. He's talking in his sleep." Luo Weiru turned over and did not say anything else.
"Hey, has the wound on your forehead healed?”After about three minutes, Mo Xunjie suddenly said this.
"No, I haven't." Luo Weiru was extremely straightforward and did not drag things out at all. "It hasn't even been a day since I was injured. Do you think I'm Superman? My wound will heal in minutes.”
"Then you should go and see Yan Mo tomorrow. He's a surgeon, so he should be very good at treating external injuries like yours. I still have work to do tomorrow, so I won't go with you.”Mo Xunjie pulled the blanket over his body. Even he didn't know why he was so concerned about Luo Weiru's wound.
Luo Weiru reached out to touch the wound on her forehead. Although it was no longer bleeding, it still hurt faintly.
"Got it. I'll go and see it myself tomorrow.”Was this considered caring for her?
Luo Weiru couldn't think of a reason, so she could only try to find a conversation."How's your restaurant with Lin Hai? Have they started rebuilding? Do you want me to go and support the opening ceremony? Although I'm not famous in the industry, I can still find a few celebrities.”
"No need." Mo Xunjie chuckled. I already have my own arrangements. You don't have to worry about this. You just need to think about how to spend the three years of the contract.”
How?
Luo Weiru frowned." If this goes on, I'm afraid I'll be chased out of the Mo family by your mother in less than three years, right?"”
She laughed self-deprecatingly. She knew her limits.
The wound on her forehead had already declared that she had completely fallen out with Li Mengqin. Luo Weiru felt that it would be very difficult for her to stay in the Mo family for three years.
"Don't worry. My mother won't make things difficult for you anymore. Don't forget, you still have me behind you.”
His tone was low but firm, making Luo Weiru relax.
"Hurry up and sleep. It's very late." Luo Weiru glanced at the clock on the table, muttered something, and fell asleep.
The bedroom returned to its original tranquility, leaving only the sound of breathing.
Early the next morning, Mo Xunjie dropped Luo Weiru off at Yan Mo's hospital and drove away.
Probably because of Luo Weiru's injury, Li Mengqin did not pay much attention to her, or rather, she gave up on torturing her. As for Yu Yanran, she had never had any direct conflict with Luo Weiru. However, this morning, when she acted coquettishly and asked Mo Xunjie to drive her to the company, she was sternly rejected by Mo Xunjie.
In fact, from the moment Yu Yanran came to the Mo family, Mo Xunjie had never given this woman a good look. Even so, Yu Yanran did not give up at all and would get close to Mo Xunjie whenever she had the chance.
Luo Weiru could feel that Li Mengqin supported Yu Yanran in pursuing Mo Xunjie. Luo Weiru felt a little awkward. As a mother-in-law, she wanted another woman to chase after her son. Wasn't this destroying her worldview?
Luo Weiru laughed at herself. Luo Weiru, what are you thinking about? Have you forgotten that Li Mengqin never liked you from the start? Isn't it normal for her to support Yu Yanran in pursuing Mo Xunjie? Moreover, this was not the first day that this had happened.
Luo Weiru stopped letting her imagination run wild. She was planning to go to the dance studio to learn Ballet after seeing the doctor. She had already missed about half a month of classes because of a sprained ankle. The filming of " Midsummer Love Song " was imminent. If she did not practice harder, she would not be able to perfectly perform the supporting actress's superb Ballet skills.
Luo Weiru stood outside the surgical treatment room. Yan Mo was typing on his computer. When he looked up, he saw Luo Weiru standing outside the door.
"Why are you here? Did something happen to Xunjie?”The first thing Yan Mo thought of Luo Weiru was that she had done something to Mo Xunjie.
Luo Weiru smiled." It's not him this time. It's me."”
Luo Weiru said as she lifted the bangs on her forehead.
Only then did Yan Mo notice the wound on Luo Weiru's forehead. He quickly got up and walked around the desk to come in front of Luo Weiru. The wound was not very deep and had been disinfected. However, the wound seemed to have been exposed to the air for a while, and the wound was a little open.
"How did this happen? He seemed to have been cut by something!”Yan Mo put on a special rubber glove and began to carefully observe Luo Weiru's wound." The wound is slightly suppurated. It should have been injured for some time! Why didn't he come to bandage it back then and drag it out until now? If your wound gets infected, do you want to die?”
Yan Mo's tone suddenly became stern.
Luo Weiru lowered her head after hearing what he said. She had forgotten about it at that time, and she thought it was a small injury so she didn't close it. She didn't expect that when she woke up this morning, the wound that was cut by the glass would actually start to open, revealing the white and tender flesh inside. Luo Weiru was shocked.
"I didn't expect it to be so serious.”Luo Weiru looked at her fingers uneasily." If we treat her now, will it leave a scar?”
Luo Weiru looked at Yan Mo with concern. This face was her bargaining chip to survive in the entertainment industry.
Yan Mo sighed." Since you knew it was so important, why didn't you come to the hospital earlier? Fortunately, the infection isn't serious, and the wound has been treated. I'll help you clean the wound carefully later. With two stitches, the skin should be able to heal. It will take about a week to remove the stitches. During this week, don't let your wound get wet and don't eat spicy food. Also, during the two days after the impact, did you feel dizzy? It was safer to take a brain CT scan.”
When Yan Mo talked about treatment, his originally cold appearance became talkative and gentle. Although he was so serious, his attitude towards patients was really very strict. That kind of meticulous attitude was very easy to charm.
Luo Weiru looked up. Yan Mo was much taller than her. From her angle, she could only see Yan Mo's chin. His chin was very clean, without a trace of stubble. His deep double eyelids and long eyelashes were like a butterfly spreading its wings.
Luo Weiru never knew that men could have such long eyelashes. They fluttered like fans.
At this moment, a ray of sunlight shone through the window onto Yan Mo's face. His long eyelashes were bathed in the golden sunlight, and they were gentle. Her already fair skin had a jade-like luster through the faint light. Luo Weiru could not help but swallow her saliva.
This was a perfect side profile.
However, Yan Mo did not notice Luo Weiru's small movements. All his attention was on the wound on Luo Weiru's forehead. He quickly dipped a cotton swab in hydrogen dioxide and said in a gentle tone,"It might hurt. Bear with it."
His red lips opened and closed in front of Luo Weiru's eyes, like an alluring cherry.
Luo Weiru's face unknowingly flushed red.
When the cotton ball touched the wound on Luo Weiru's forehead, Luo Weiru flinched in pain.
When Yan Mo disinfected Luo Weiru again, his hands and feet were clearly much lighter, as gentle as a feather caressing the wound on Luo Weiru's forehead.
"Hu ~ Hu ~" Yan Mo gently blew on Luo Weiru's wound. The warm breath blew on Luo Weiru's face, making her face redder. It was so red that it seemed like blood could drip out.
"I've already cleaned your wound. It might hurt even more when I suture it later. You have to endure it.”Yan Mo saw that Luo Weiru was already so scared after just a little disinfection. He was really worried that she wouldn't scream loudly when she sutured the wound later.
"Anyway, I'll have to be anesthetized. I'm not afraid.”Although Luo Weiru said that, she still felt her scalp tingle at the thought of someone sewing her skin up with a needle and thread! This was not something that could be controlled with anesthetics!
This kind of surgery would definitely not require deep anesthesia, which meant that she would have to watch the doctor suture her wound. The more Luo Weiru thought about it, the more she felt her heart churning.
Luo Weiru's expression was extremely ugly. Yan Mo was born in the world of doctors, so how could he not know what Luo Weiru was thinking?
"Don't let your imagination run wild. This is to treat your illness, not to act in those horror movies! Don't think too much."
It would have been fine if Yan Mo hadn't said that, but now that he had said that, Luo Weiru couldn't help but think of a horror movie she had watched before. It was probably about a very beautiful girl who had a crush on her neighbor. The girl was very afraid, but she didn't expect that the neighbor, who couldn't stand the pain of lovesickness, would strangle the girl to death in the underground garage. The cruelest thing was that in order to show his love for the girl, the neighbor even cut up the girl's body and stitched it on the wall to make a specimen.
Luo Weiru suddenly felt her hair stand on end.
" This is just treatment, don't be afraid..." Yan Mo gently comforted Luo Weiru's nervous emotions. However, Luo Weiru's eyes widened as she watched Yan Mo methodically disinfect the needles and prepare the tools needed for the suture. She could not help but have goosebumps.
God, if she was beaten to death, she would never come to the hospital again.
Didn't Mo Xunjie say that Yan Mo was a serious germaphobe? How did he endure working in such an environment?
Luo Weiru was about to go crazy.
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