The spare cell phone on the table rang.

It was Xia Qi's number.

Lu Hang's name jumped on the screen, along with the music, and Jing Yang frowned. Why did he call?

Su Yiren stared at the computer and casually clicked the answer button, "

Mr. Lu, is there something going on?" "Qiqi, are you angry?"

Lu Hang asked cautiously, his voice filled with regret that he couldn't hide, "Did you see the trending searches on the Internet? Believe me, I'm really just helping a friend, and I definitely don't have any ambiguous intentions with her."

"Mr. Lu, you don't have to explain this to me."

"You see, you're still angry."

Lu Hang regretted it very much, "Su Zi and Mo Jingchuan are a pair of bickering lovers, and they need someone to give them some strong medicine. It just so happens that I am the inducer, and I said that if I love you, I won't flirt with other girls anymore."

If he had known that it would make Qiqi unhappy, he shouldn't have helped with this.

Now Qiqi is angry, what to do?

Jing Yong: "..."

They were supposed to be good friends, why was he explaining to Xia Qi?

Didn't he know that Xia Qi and Su Zi were the same person?

Shit!

"Mr. Lu misunderstood."

Su Yiren saw that the door of Mo Jingchuan's ward was ajar, as if someone was about to come out, so she immediately ended the call with Lu Hang, "I have something else to do, so that's it for now."

"Hey, don't, Qiqi, let me explain..."

Before Lu Hang finished his words, Su Yiren had hung up the phone and went to watch the surveillance.

Jing Yong looked at her clean, neat, decisive and ruthless appearance, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up. Well, it was indeed a familiar formula and a familiar taste.

You must keep it, and don't let those dogs confuse your mind.

Su Yiren was not in the mood to think about those messy things.

With her eyes fixed on the computer screen, she saw Mo Jingchuan maneuvering the wheelchair to slowly slide through the silent and deserted corridor under the dim light. The surroundings were empty, and Su Yiren seemed to hear the dull sound of the wheelchair rolling over the floor tiles.

He half lowered his head, and his expression could not be seen.

But Su Yiren inexplicably felt unspeakable depression and sadness.

Jing Ying also came over.

In the black and white picture, the wheelchair slid past the nurses' station and slid into the depths of the corridor. Jing Ying muttered, "Does he want to go to the toilet?"

The VIP ward is fully equipped, but maybe Mo Jingchuan wants to try the public toilet?

After all, that's all there is deep in the corridor.

Su Yiren frowned and said nothing.

The wheelchair passed the nurse's station and the public toilet, and finally stopped in front of the glass at the end.

Jing Yong sneered, "It's not that you can't open the window to enjoy the view in the ward. Why did he run outside? He's playing tricks and making things mysterious."

Isn't he just trying to put on a show for Yiren?

"I notice that you talk a lot," Su Yiren said with a frown. What is he talking about?

Jing Yong was silent, his face full of resentment.

Look, she starts to feel distressed as soon as Mo Jingchuan does something bad. How dare she say that there is no petty relationship between her and Mo Jingchuan?

If the person in the wheelchair were replaced by him, would she be so worried?

"This idiot!"

He was just daydreaming when he suddenly heard Su Yiren curse in a low voice. He looked up and saw Mo Jingchuan on the screen pushing open the window and trying to stand up.

Could it be that he was thinking too much?

He suppressed his joy and comforted Su Yiren, "Maybe he just wants to get some fresh air?"

"You call this getting some fresh air?"

Su Yiren pointed at the screen in a stern voice, and saw that Mo Jingchuan had stood up, half of his body was out of the window, and he also had one leg on the railing, and it looked like he wanted to climb up.

Jing Yang was speechless.

He didn't believe that Mo Jingchuan would commit suicide for such a small matter.

But seeing Su Yiren frowning and pursing her lips to check the network of the black family nurses' station, he couldn't say the words on his lips. She was so nervous, what could he say?

She kept saying that she hated Mo Jingchuan, but she still couldn't forget him.

But there was no one in the nurses' station.

Jing Yang saw that she tried to use various methods to attract other people's attention to rescue Mo Jingchuan, and he didn't remind her to call Mo Jingchuan.

With a slight flash in his eyes, he secretly sent out a few messages.

She was reluctant to take revenge, so let him do it.

"More and more cowardly."

Su Yiren cursed softly, but her eyes were fixed on Mo Jingchuan who was trying to climb the window on the screen.

When he was about to climb up, she quickly called him. Sure enough, she saw the figure on the screen paused, took out his mobile phone and took a look, then immediately turned back to the wheelchair as if nothing had happened and clicked the call. "Do you remember me?"

"I want to ask if you are mad to death."

Su Yiren saw him sitting back in the wheelchair, and then she leaned back and relaxed, and sneered mercilessly, "How does it feel to not have won the competition?"

"Pretty unhappy," he said, and she didn't know if it was Su Yiren's illusion. She always felt that he seemed to have glanced at the surveillance camera intentionally or unintentionally, and then he muttered: "Is my bed not soft enough? Or not big enough? That's the bed you picked yourself. Remember we used to be on it..."

"Shut up!"

Su Yiren blushed and stopped those inappropriate words.

She chose the man and she also picked the bed, but that doesn't mean she will be controlled by him for the rest of her life!