Mo Xiaoqing pouted and rummaged in the pocket of his military jacket, but whether on purpose or not, she couldn't take out her phone for a long time.

During this time, she secretly glanced at Ji Muhan and found that his expression remained indifferent, without any change due to her actions. She pursed her lips and took out her phone in great disappointment.

"It's locked," Mo Xiaoqing asked, pointing to the phone being locked.

Ji Muhan was squatting down and placing her feet on her knees, wiping them for her. She had just thrown her high heels away and even jogged barefoot for a while. Although she had picked up the shoes and put them back on, her feet were still a bit blistered.

Ji Muhan looked up, said a string of numbers, and Mo Xiaoqing pressed them to unlock the phone and looked through the text messages.

The text message said that Qiao Qian'an's head injury was not serious, but the impact was too severe, so there was a risk of concussion. Therefore, he needed to be carefully observed for several days.

Mo Xiaoqing noticed the words "concussion" and frowned, asking with some concern, "So that means—he won't become an idiot, will he?"

That's the thing, she's only concerned about this, and she asked again.

Ji Muhan glared at her irritably, but then sighed helplessly, "No. If Qiao Qian'an were really in big trouble, they wouldn't have sent me this text message. He is a man after all; even though he was caught off guard this time, he still had his instincts to defend himself."

Besides, judging from Qiao Qian'an's movements, he must have practiced... he couldn't possibly be that fragile!

Outside the ward.

Mo Xiaoqing sat on the bench to the right. She was wearing Ji Muhan's military uniform jacket and Qiao Qian'an's blood-stained trousers. Beside her was a steaming cup of tea.

On the bench opposite, Ji Muhan, dressed only in a military uniform shirt and trousers, stood with her long, graceful legs crossed over her left. She casually scrolled through her phone.

However, he didn't actually read a single word. His mind was completely occupied by the little girl next to him. The little girl, who used to chatter away like a parrot, was now silent, her lips tightly pressed together and her brows furrowed.

He knew she was very flustered, and he knew that it wouldn't be appropriate to say anything at this time, so he stayed by her side without saying a word, just quietly watching her.

Mu Liangliang is, after all, an actress, and a rising star at that. Naturally, she couldn't stay in the hospital corridor forever. So when Ji Muhan and Mo Xiaoqing came out of the restroom, Mu Liangliang told them and left early.

She never asked Ji Muhan who she was.

Perhaps in her opinion, these are all unimportant issues?

If Mu Liangliang had asked, Mo Xiaoqing would have answered honestly, but since Mu Liangliang didn't ask, Mo Xiaoqing naturally wouldn't take the initiative to introduce herself.

Because their relationship wasn't that good to begin with, Mo Xiaoqing and she only exchanged a few more words because of Qiao Qian'an.

She had always thought that the two of them were likely a couple, but judging from the series of events just now, she didn't think that Qiao Qian'an and Mu Liangliang were a couple.

First, when Qiao Qian'an got into trouble, Mu Liangliang's reaction, while not without concern, was somewhat too calm.

While Qiao Qian'an was in the car, he seemed genuinely impatient with Mu Liangliang.

But these things have nothing to do with her!

Whether they were together or not, whether they liked each other or not, she didn't care much. She only hoped that Qiao Qian'an could wake up safely.

In this way, the guilt in her heart will be reduced a little.

Ji Muhan looked at Mo Xiaoqing, who had been silent for two hours, and gently and skillfully patted her head. Her voice was indifferent, revealing no emotion. "Don't think too much."

As expected of Ji Muhan, even though she was secretly jealous, she was still able to remain calm and composed.

Mo Xiaoqing stared blankly at the blurry glass across the street.

Her mind was blank; she seemed to have thought about a lot of things, yet it also seemed like she hadn't thought about anything at all.

When Qiao Qian'an collapsed while protecting her, many images seemed to flash through her mind, all of them from their childhood.

Those scenes of them arguing heatedly over trivial matters suddenly became so clear, as if everything had happened just yesterday.

The images flashed through his mind like a fleeting glimpse.

She used to really hate Qiao Qian'an for always being sarcastic and sarcastic towards her, but in her heart, Qiao Qian'an and her third brother were the same—indispensable brothers, and that would never change in this lifetime…

Mo Xiaoqing rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought, and even Ji Muhan, who was sitting next to her, didn't speak to her, which was quite unusual.

I idly gazed at the night outside the window. A gentle summer breeze blew in through the slightly open window, carrying the cool scent of flowers.

Although it's a hospital, there are still quite a few plants planted on the ground floor, which adds to the hospital's vitality and makes it seem less desolate.

Ji Muhan's phone suddenly lit up. He looked at the information on it, his eyes flickered slightly, and after a moment of silence, he looked at Mo Xiaoqing beside him with some concern.

"Momo".

When Mo Xiaoqing turned her head, her eyes were not fully focused, and she looked at him with a hazy gaze. "Hmm."

Ji Muhan paused, looking at the worried look in her eyes, and said slowly, "I have something to take care of first."

"Really?" Mo Xiaoqing blinked, paused for two seconds, then smiled and said, "I was thinking it would be nice if you could sleep with me tonight."

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