Su Yiren wanted to glare at him to death.

She gritted her teeth, walked around the wheelchair, bent over, and suddenly exerted force with her slender arms to pick up the strong and solid body, and hurriedly carried him to the bed.

However, he was too heavy, and the moment his body fell, she was also dragged forward.

Her whole body hit his chest.

Two muffled groans sounded almost at the same time. Su Yiren was hit by his sternum and stars appeared in her eyes. Her nose bridge was almost broken. Mo Jingchuan was obviously in great pain.

But even so, his arms were still tightly wrapped around her waist, and he had no intention of loosening up.

Su Yiren struggled to get up, "Let go!"

"I won't."

A muffled voice sounded above his head, and the arm around her waist tightened again, "Let me hold you for a while."

He felt his heart ache when he thought about this moment.

"You are really sick."

Su Yiren wanted to struggle hard, but was afraid of hurting his legs, so she could only lie on his chest and say something fierce, "If you don't let go, do you believe I will break your other leg?"

"Go ahead, it's you who will take care of it anyway."

The voice above his head was fearless and even had a hint of laughter, "As long as you are not afraid of having a disabled husband, let alone breaking one leg, it's no problem for you to break all four of my limbs."

If she wanted to hit him, he would never resist.

"You are sick."

"Yeah."

He admitted the problem in such a good manner that Su Yiren couldn't help but want to look up at his eyes, trying to discern something. But just as she moved, the hand around her waist pressed down, "Be good, lean on her for a while."

Even though her back hurt from the edge of the bed, even though her legs were stiff and uncomfortable, and the injured parts were even screaming in pain, he still held her in the same position.

He was afraid that if he let go, she would be like a slippery fish and escape without a trace.

Su Yiren leaned against him and said nothing.

But the corners of her eyes turned red .

When she first became Mrs. Mo, she was very cautious even when approaching him, and never dreamed of truly possessing him. However, he took the initiative to break up their marriage in name only. Although he treated her coldly during the day, he made love with her wantonly at night and demanded everything from her.

She imagined that he was indifferent to her during the day because he wanted to maintain the necessary dignity.

But now, what is dignity?

In front of the people and things he wanted, President Mo could even use the trick of flattering in public, so the so-called dignity was just that.

It was just that at that time, she was not worthy of his attention.

It was past evening, and the dusk was deepening. The window was half open, and the cool summer night breeze blew in, making a slight rustling sound in the dim ward. The overlapping figures on the bed were breathing lightly and leisurely.

Du He searched for a while before finding the doctor. He

hurried to the ward, pushed open the half-closed door, and saw the overlapping figures on the bed. Looking closely in the dim light, it seemed that Su Yiren was lying on Mo Jingchuan's chest, and both of them were asleep.

Du He held his breath and retreated carefully.

Regardless of whether the sleeping posture was comfortable or not, or whether it would cause gossip, he only knew that President Mo had not had a good sleep in the past two years, and it was a rare opportunity to relax.

Perhaps, he and Su Yiren were each other's destiny, right?

It was late at night when Su Yiren woke up. She smelled a familiar scent hidden deep in her memory. Her brain hadn't reacted yet, but her body had already unconsciously shrunk to a warmer place.

The arm on her waist pulled her closer and took her into the warm and wide embrace.

Boom, boom, boom, the steady and powerful heartbeat sounded in her ears. Su Yiren, who was half asleep and half awake, finally came back to her senses. Before she closed her eyes, she felt her cheek against the soft skin, and the sound came out from under the skin in an orderly manner. She

opened her eyes suddenly, and a small red bean caught her eye unexpectedly.

Su Yiren sat up instantly and slapped the dazed Mo Jingchuan on the face, shouting in a fierce voice, "You bastard!"

He dared to do something indecent when she was not prepared!

"Hiss!"

The dazed Mo Jingchuan was forced to wake up and covered his face with grievance, "What an unreasonable girl, you took advantage of me and slapped me!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I take advantage of you!"

"I'm a patient, it's even more impossible."

Mo Jingchuan tried hard to curl up his injured leg, with his mouth drooping, his little look was so pitiful, "Look, my legs are numb from your pressure, and I didn't say I was going to slap you..."

"And my face, I won't be able to see anyone tomorrow."

The marks from the beating in the afternoon haven't disappeared yet, and he was slapped by her again in the evening. How unfair is it?

"You deserve it."

Su Yiren glared at him, vaguely remembering that in the evening she carried him to the hospital bed, and after he fell down, he said he would lie down for a while. How come he fell asleep while lying down?

Thinking of the red bean just now, she couldn't help grinding her teeth, "You are an exhibitionist, you take off any clothes at will!"

He asked for the beating!

"You know I like to sleep without clothes."

He said it innocently, but no matter how Su Yiren looked at him, she felt that his innocence was mixed with a hint of smugness after success, and she couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh on his waist, "Take your legs away!"

His legs were numb, but when he put his legs on her waist, her whole body was numb!