Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Wen Hanye pondered for a while, then said in deliberation, "I can't say...it's all possible, because it has been snowing since yesterday evening. Although it has been cleaned up, it must be frozen. If you are not careful in this situation, it will be very serious. It’s easy to get into an accident.”

Mr. Mo was indeed in a bad mood, and it was not impossible for something unexpected to happen.

"But it's so late..."

It's past two o'clock in the morning, so it stands to reason that he should have gone home long ago.

Wen Hanye couldn't tell what was going on for a while, so he stretched out his hand to hold Wen Yi's arm, and comforted him, "Don't worry too much, Mr. Mo survived the plane crash, and he can also escape the car accident." of."

It was already 40 minutes after the car drove to the hospital, and Kang Ding had already arrived first.

After a passer-by called the ambulance, Wen Yi was the first person contacted by the hospital, but she fell asleep and fell silent, and did not receive the call. The second person called Kang Ding, who answered quickly, and rushed to the hospital as soon as she knew the situation. to the hospital.

He first tried to contact Wen Yi but failed, and then found Wen Hanye's number, but no one answered, because Wen Hanye was more particular about the separation of work and life than Wen Yimo Shichen, especially Ye Siran was pregnant, and finally found it in the middle of the night Father Wen.

Only then did Father Wen notify Wen Hanye, and Wen Hanye knocked on Wen Yi's door and took her to the hospital.

After the car stopped, Wen Yi hurriedly got out of the car and walked inside.

Wen Hanye hurriedly parked the car and turned off the engine, and his long legs sped up to catch up with her. Although he was only two months pregnant and didn't see anything at all, and Wen Yi was wearing flat boots when he went out, he still looked a little frightened, afraid that she would be alone. Slip and fall.

Fortunately not.

Asked about the ward where the nurse Mo Shichen was, when Wen Yi and Wen Hanye passed by, the doctor had just finished treating him, and Kang Ding stood aside, talking with the doctor.

Pushing open the door, Wen Yi saw the man sitting on the hospital bed with his head bowed.

Probably for the convenience of treatment, the coat on his body has been taken off, and inside is a light-colored sweater, a large part of which is stained red with blood, and a white bandage is wrapped around his head. Potion applied.

The black is slightly messy, and the whole person looks a little embarrassed.

But at least, life is not hindered, neither dead nor disabled.

The moment Wen Yi saw him, she felt her whole body tensed up to the extreme, her nerves that were about to break suddenly relaxed, and her breathing slowly returned to normal.

Wen Hanye was standing right behind Wen Yi, he was also relieved when he saw this, he leaned half on the door frame, and his tone resumed being teasing, "I just said he's lucky."

Although he didn't like this man, he was not only his sister's boyfriend, but also the father of his unborn nephew. What an accident... It was his sister who suffered.

Kang Ding was the first to respond, "Miss Wen, you're here," he immediately looked down at the man on the hospital bed, and then quickly comforted him, "President Mo's injury is not particularly serious, I'm sorry to worry you gone."

Wen Yi's face was still a little pale, probably because she hadn't recovered from it, and the overly white light cast on her face, creating a cool indifference.

Mo Shichen didn't respond, he still maintained the posture when she pushed the door, as if he didn't notice their appearance at all.

She bit her lip, clenched her fingers subconsciously, looked straight at him, walked to the bed, and looked down at him.

The ward fell silent at some point.

Wen Yi didn't speak, and Mo Shichen didn't look up.

After slowing down for a few seconds, Kang Ding suddenly came to his senses when he caught sight of Wen Hanye's back turning away at the door, coughed twice and hurriedly said, "Miss Wen, President Mo's injury has been treated, but the doctor said He hit his head and had a slight concussion, so he still needs to pay attention...you stay with me for a while, and I will go through the hospitalization procedures and other things."

Wen Yi didn't speak, Kang Ding alertly dragged the doctor out.

Soon, they were the only ones left in the ward.

The man sat there, motionless like a sculpture.

She didn't even look up at Wen Yi.

Wen Yi looked up at the ceiling, took two deep breaths, and then opened her mouth to break the dead silence, "Mo Shichen."

He didn't seem to hear, didn't respond.

She stretched out her hand and wanted to push his head, but she stretched her hand in mid-air before remembering that Kang Ding said that he had hit his head and had a concussion, and her hand froze again.

She withdrew her hand, suppressed her temper and asked, "How did the car accident happen?"

He still doesn't move.

Trembling and frightened all the way, and because of the effect on the wolf who shot her last time, she couldn't help but raise her volume, "Mo Shichen, what do you mean by not saying a word? Is it the last time?" You lost your memory in a plane crash, and lost it again in a car accident this time, and now you don’t know me again? Or did you crash your whole brain?”

Mo Shichen's eyes moved, and finally he had a living reaction. He slightly raised his head to look at her slowly, and Su Lai's calm and clear eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist.

He seemed to be looking at her very seriously, but his pupils were a little vague, as if he was just looking at her, thinking of other people and things, so he seemed in a trance.

Just when Wen Yi wondered if the man really wanted to say that he didn't know her, his low but hoarse voice sounded, "Yi'er."

Although she knew that it would be absurd and impossible for him to lose his memory again, Wen Yi couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he heard him call out his name accurately at this moment, but her face didn't soften, she was still tense.

Mo Shichen stretched out his hand, grabbed the woman's hand, squeezed it lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sorry."

He pulled her and sat down beside the hospital bed.

Wen Yi didn't resist, and sat down.

The man looked at her plain face with white eyes, her uncombed hair was not as well organized as usual, and her hands were cold and cold. He stared at her deeply, raised his hand to caress her face, and smiled softly, " Terrified?"

Wen Yi said with a blank face, "Mo Shichen, don't let me know that you planned a car accident... I will never be with a man who keeps making fun of his life over and over again. I would rather my child have no father than such a crazy father."

Before she finished speaking, she frowned, and after she finished speaking, she couldn't hold back and leaned over, sniffing vigorously, and sure enough, she smelled a strong smell of alcohol on him, just because of the smell of blood and potion It was too heavy, so it was covered up and I didn't smell it for a while.

Mo Shichen lowered his head and silently watched her smelling his collar, knowing that she was not joking, so he quickly denied, "I didn't."