Du He came with the nurses very quickly.

When he saw that Su Zi was not there and Mo Jingchuan had a face like a resentful woman in the deep palace, his scalp suddenly went numb.

Damn it, could it be that Mr. Mo had quarreled with Su Zi again?

And then he made her run away in anger?

"No more fighting!"

Du He was struggling on how to start, but a few words had already burst out of Mo Jingchuan's mouth, his eyebrows were tightly locked and the corners of his mouth drooped, he looked like he was gritting his teeth with hatred and deep hatred.

Du He obediently swallowed the exhortations that were about to come to his mouth.

The timing is not right, retreat!

"What do you mean no more fighting?" A

cold and lonely voice sounded behind Du He. Du He turned his head and saw Su Yiren holding a broom and a dustpan, looking into the ward in confusion.

Du He suppressed his laughter and quickly made room for the door. He

pretended to be surprised again, "I don't know either. But it's impossible that Mr. Mo doesn't want to get the injection, right?"

"When did I say I didn't want the injection?"

Mo Jingchuan glared at him, refusing to admit what he had just said.

Facing Su Yiren's inquiring eyes, he rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his hands swiftly, posing as if he was at the mercy of others, "How can you not treat your illness? Here, just take the injection!"

Du He's shoulders twitched and his face flushed from suppressing his laughter.

Mr. Mo, what are you afraid of?

Stand up!

The nurse looked helpless as she quickly re-inserted the needle for him and taught him, "Patients are not allowed to pull out the needle at will, do you know? And they must not destroy all the facilities in the ward."

Look at this room, it's almost like a battlefield!

"How could I pull out the needle? The needle fell off inexplicably!"

Mo Jingchuan stiffened his neck and refused to admit that he had pulled out the needle. Seeing that he was still not educated, the nurse laughed angrily and wanted to have a good talk with him about theoretical knowledge.

They are all professionally trained, and the needle is tied with tape, how could it fall off for no reason?

"Well, nurse, let's talk for a moment."

Du He cleverly called the person away.

Su Yiren then came in with a broom and a dustpan, and quietly cleaned up the mess on the floor.

She didn't say anything, and the air seemed to become heavy. Mo Jingchuan frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable and a long-lost sense of oppression.

He almost forgot how long it had been since he had felt this way.

Was the last time when he met the instructor?

Seeing that she was cleaning up the garbage seriously and carefully, and had no intention of paying attention to him, Mo Jingchuan had to cough and call her softly, "Yiren."

"Su Zi." Su Yiren didn't look up.

Such a cold attitude made Mo Jingchuan sad again.

Why didn't she look up and smile at him gently like she did when she saw Lu Hang?

Is he really no match for Lu Hang, that pretty boy?

"I'm sorry."

The question on his lips turned into an apology. Mo Jingchuan spit out his own anger and apologized obediently, "I didn't mean to smash things to get angry. I just, I just..."

Just thinking of her gentle smile to Lu Hang, but refusing to take care of him, he couldn't control the anger.

"Why are you apologizing to me?"

Su Yiren cleaned up the room and put things in order.

Mo Jingchuan complained, his eyes wandering around her, automatically ignoring her request, "Yiren, have you had dinner? Shall I ask Du He to order food?"

"Call Su Zi, don't understand?"

Su Yiren looked up and glared at him.

She wanted to be mad at him, but unexpectedly, when Mo Jingchuan saw that she was finally willing to look at him, he smiled very brightly, which made Su Yiren turn away in dismay. "Is he a snake spirit?"

He smiled so happily when she glared at him?

"Whatever you say is what it is."

Mo Jingchuan was so happy that he couldn't help but sit up straight. "What do you want to eat? Do you like spicy food? Well, how about you just order the dishes and I'll eat with you?"

"Mo Jingchuan, can you be normal?"

Su Yiren looked so hopeless that she wanted to open his head to take a look. "You used to be so great, so high up, and everyone had to look up to you. Where is your pride now? Can you stop being such a lackey?"

At that time, he never took her seriously.

It was only her who had a crush on him.

Now, how come it's like a dog-skin plaster that can't be shaken off once it gets on you?

It's annoying just to look at it.

"A good man doesn't mention his past bravery. No, no, the past is the past. How can you use the past to judge me now?"

Mo Jingchuan spoke so fast that he almost bit his tongue.

He looked at her eagerly in an instant, "Yiren, I know I was wrong. Can you give me another chance?"

He only wanted one chance, just one.

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

Su Yiren frowned, "I've already had dinner at home, I don't need to eat again."

"Then I won't eat either."

Mo Jingchuan pouted unhappily, showing his temper, and Su Yiren looked at his cold and stern face with such a coquettish and aggrieved expression, and instantly got goosebumps all over her body.

What is he doing?

She shivered with a chill, "Then don't eat. Just wait to starve to death."

The big bosses were nagging her, they wanted to kill her!