"My thoughts are not dangerous, but I am worried about you, Miss Zhiyun." Yu Mo spoke sincerely.
Song Yecheng took out a percussion hammer and tapped Yu Mo. "How can you say that? Doctor Han has been transferred, so you shouldn't slander him like that."
"I didn't." Yu Mo raised his hand and swore, "I didn't slander Doctor Han. I was just analyzing the actual situation."
"Speaking of which..." Yu Mo leaned in close to Zhiyun and asked again, "Did Doctor Han really abuse you? In this day and age, there are many people who only know the surface of a person and not their heart. I'm not trying to speculate on Doctor Han's character, but Miss Zhiyun, you've been injured one after another and it was Doctor Han who sent you there. That's nothing, but the key is that Doctor Han's attitude is still so cold. There must be something wrong when things are abnormal."
Zhiyun: “…”
Song Yecheng: "..."
Outside the ward door, someone pushed the door open.
It just so happened that he didn't miss a single word of what Yu Mo said just now and heard it clearly.
"Han, Doctor Han." Song Yecheng stuttered.
Yu Mo, who was still wondering if he had said the right thing, froze and didn't move.
"Domestic violence?" Han Qingrang came to the bedside with the payment list.
Zhiyun covered her face with her hands and couldn't watch.
Obviously, Han Qingrang heard everything Yu Mo said just now, without missing a single word.
"Doctor Han, I'm just guessing. Look..." Yu Mo analyzed seriously, "Miss Zhiyun has come to the hospital three times in a row, and the intervals between each visit are only about six or seven days. The last time she had a head injury, it wasn't long ago, and now she has a hand injury and a shoulder blade injury. This makes me subconsciously think a little more."
Yu Mo explained it clearly.
But Han Qingrang seemed not to hear and drove the man away directly: "Get out."
Yu Mo: “…”
!!!
Yu Mo felt he should explain more, but Song Yecheng finally pulled Yu Mo aside and said, "Let's go, let's go. What are you standing there for? You're just a light bulb."
Yu Mo waved his hands, unwilling to leave, and had something else to say: "Doctor Han, listen to me, what I said just now didn't mean to target..."
"Say whatever you want, let's go." Song Yecheng dragged Yu Mo away.
After dragging them to the door, Yu Mo did not forget to say to Zhiyun who was sitting on the bed: "Miss Zhiyun, you should have a good rest."
Zhiyun responded: "Thank you, Doctor Yu. Take care."
The door was closed by Song Yecheng considerately.
Now, she and Han Qingrang were the only two people left in the ward.
Zhiyun spoke first, breaking the silence between the two of them. "All expenses for coming to the hospital, including the car fare for bringing me here, will be settled to you after I'm discharged."
"Um."
Without even looking at her, he put down the bill.
He didn't have much to say to her, but he wasn't in a hurry to leave either. He stood quietly beside the bed.
In the past, for Zhiyun, the two of them getting along was the most heartwarming scene, except that he liked to torment her.
He would always find various ways to be intimate with her, leaning on her and being very clingy. In his words, he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood to feel at ease.
Now, there is no such thing as clinging.
There was only endless alienation and indifference... except when in the cloud dungeon, of course.
"You, aren't you leaving yet?" she asked.
Now that she's said this and asked him to leave, he should leave, right?!
However, he turned a deaf ear to her words.
He clearly heard it, but didn't express his opinion.
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