Chapter 192: Making Up a Story

Jian Mo lives in the master bedroom and is watched over by someone 24 hours a day, or rather, monitored.

She could already sit up with difficulty, occasionally looking up at the ceiling, and the long-lost fear came over her like an overwhelming storm.

She has been dreaming frequently recently, dreaming of Huo Qichen and Wen Yuan hugging each other in that abandoned factory.

Old Sun crushed up the oral medication, soaked it in water and fed it to Jian Mo. He asked curiously, "You must be feeling bored if you don't say anything. Why don't you tell me, do you like Huo Qichen?"

Jian Mo glanced at him, and Lao Sun took out a candy from his pocket.

An obvious temptation.

Jian Mo looked at this face she had never seen before and became interested: "You may not believe it, but I am his ex-wife."

Old Sun was very surprised: "Ex-wife?"

Jian Mo sighed, "When I met him at the age of sixteen, he had nothing. I followed him without hesitation and suffered for so many years. Who knew that men would turn bad when they had money? He had a mistress outside, and the mistress had heavy bleeding during childbirth, and he actually asked me to donate blood to her..."

Old Sun's brows were raised to the sky. Under normal circumstances, he would not believe it. He didn't expect Huo Qichen to be such a person. But Jian Mo's tearful look was so real, stubborn and aggrieved, which added a bit of credibility.

He calmed her down: "It's okay, it's okay. If you keep crying, the wound will hurt. It's all over..."

"Huo Qichen is such an ungrateful bastard!" Jian Mo sobbed and asked, "Old Sun, have you only been with him for a short time?"

"I have some acquaintance with him, but I don't know a lot of things. I was wondering why I had never seen you before."

Jian Mo nodded quickly, "Listen to me, he is not a good person. Why don't you let me go? I finally escaped from his control, and I don't want to come back. Just have pity on me..."

Old Sun looked hesitant. He just wanted to gossip a little, but who would have thought that he would find out such a shocking secret?

It turns out that Huo Qichen was married... As abstinent as he is, he actually has such a ridiculous past.

While he was hesitating, Jian Mo pressed the issue: "Put yourself in my shoes. If it were you, would you be able to endure this injustice, Doctor Sun?"

Old Sun was very sorry: "Without Mr. Huo's permission, I have no right to let you go."

Jian Mo shut up instantly, not wanting to say another word, closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

At the same time, upstairs in this room, the man sitting in the main seat had heard everything Jian Mo said through the monitor, and saw her expression change from pitiful to impatient.

Huo Qichen stared at the woman lying on the bed with his slightly cold eyes, his eyebrows slightly raised, and his whole body was covered with a layer of frost.

The secretary standing behind him was sweating profusely. She didn't expect Jian Mo to be so bold as to make up such nonsense.

There was a knock on the door. It was Old Sun. He was in the same mood as the secretary.

Huo Qi Chen opened the drawer in front of him, took out a mobile phone, and swiped it.

"I say, hey, there's no need to treat... your first wife like that."

Huo Qi Chen ignored them and put his phone on the table without even looking at them. He stood up, bent two knuckles and tapped the table, then walked out.

"She is my wife and we have never been divorced."

Old Sun and the secretary looked at each other, and leaned over to look at the lit screen of their mobile phones. On the screen was the story that Jian Mo had just tearfully told. When they searched, they found more than a hundred melodramatic novels with the same content.

“…”

Huo Qi Chen was despising the brains of both of them. He was speechless that he had subordinates with such intelligence following him.

"Doctor Sun, you are so naive."

"How should I know? She acted so realistically!"

Huo Qichen was outside the door, his footsteps slightly paused. Jian Mo was a goblin who lied without blinking.

Jian Mo's injury was not fatal, and with Lao Sun's one-on-one treatment, she recovered quickly.

Huo Qi Chen had instructed the servants not to let the old man know about these things, so Jian Mo was not disturbed by anyone these days.

Old Sun occasionally took her to Mingyuan's yard to get some fresh air. There was a small pond with carp in the yard. In late spring and early summer, the flowers were in full bloom and the air was filled with the fragrance of gardenias.

Mingyuan is a quiet place in the bustling city, and Haicheng TV Station stands not far to the left.

Before she knew it, Jian Mo had been looking at these environments for almost a year.

"Doctor Sun, what's so wrong with you being Huo Qichen's personal physician? With your medical skills, you'd be a famous doctor in any top-tier hospital. You'd definitely be given banners by many people."

Old Sun was watering the flowers with a pot of water. "My main job is still a hospital employee. In fact, I was trained by Mr. Huo. He funded my study abroad back then, and that's how I got to where I am today."

Although his name is Lao Sun, he is not very old.

"We can't be so superficial. Isn't the purpose of being a doctor to save lives?"

Old Sun smiled and looked at the little woman. He never expected that Huo Qichen would be his wife.

"The day you were injured, I had just gone to the operating table and the patient's anesthesia was already underway when the dean suddenly arrived in person and told me to rush to save someone. Soon, the attending physician was replaced and I was taken away. At the time, I thought it was a high-ranking official, but I didn't expect it to be you. I also didn't expect you to be Huo Qichen's wife."

Jian Mo didn't expect this episode to happen. "He did this?"

Old Sun remained noncommittal. "Don't underestimate your position in his eyes. He's here to save the world, and that includes you."

Jian Mo took a deep breath, her wound throbbing with pain. She was a little confused, "Really... But, at the moment of choosing between the two, he didn't choose me."

The phone next to me rang. It was Qingying. She sent a message: How are you? Are you okay?

It seems that the Wen family already knows about this important event.

Jian Mo typed on her phone: What is the Wen family's attitude?

——Extremely angry.

——Jian Mo, you must not underestimate Wen Yuan's status in the Wen family. The Wen family has expressly forbidden Wen Yuan from having any contact with Huo Qichen. They are not afraid of the Huo family, they only care about their daughter's safety.

Jian Mo stared at the line of words for a long time. It felt so good to have the support of her family.

She typed and deleted some words and asked, "How about you? How is it in the Wen family?"

After a long time, Qingying replied: I'll just live under someone else's roof, so that's it.

It doesn’t seem too good: Aren’t you and Wen Yuan good friends?

After a while, Qingying said: My relationship with her now is not as good as my relationship with you.

The relationships among the wealthy families were complicated, and Jian Mo was not in a position to judge, but she just felt that it was too desolate.

Huo Qi Chen has been very busy recently. After dealing with Mu Yi's affairs, he had to take care of various things. He had to deal with all these things for several days without any rest.

The secretary observed his expression and found that although Huo Qichen seemed to be indifferent to Jian Mo, he seemed to have an extreme sense of guilt. But where did this guilt come from?

The secretary saw Huo Qichen taking a nap in the back seat through the rearview mirror and spoke hesitantly, "Sir, Huo Yixiang and the others know you've arrived and want to see you."

"No." There was no room for reply.

Secretary, shut up.