obsessed with love

Chapter 193 Something Happened

Zheng Xiaoran was completely drunk, and he couldn't wake up even if he lay on the bar and yelled.

Du Ruo pushed her a few times, but she didn't respond, so she had to go to the backstage to ask Mo Youting for help.

The small backstage room was very quiet, several members were collecting their musical instruments, only the lead singer girl stood in front of Mo Youting, both of them had a gloomy expression on their faces, and the girl had red eyes, as if she had just cried Pass.

Du Ruo walked in suddenly like this, feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the room, so he could only forcefully smile and say, "Well... are you okay? I'm sorry, did I disturb you by breaking in like this?"

The members of the band all raised their heads, looked at Du Ruo expressionlessly, did not speak, and quickly lowered their heads to go about their own affairs, but the girl turned her face away and gave Du Ruo a hard look, very surprised. Quickly wiped away tears and walked out.

Mo Youting swept away the gloom on his face, quickly walked in front of Du Ruo, smiled and said, "It's okay, the performance is over, what do you need from me?"

"Well, Xiao Ran is drunk, I would like to trouble you to take her back!"

"Okay, wait for me, I'll change my clothes and go to the bar to find you." Du Ruo nodded, and seeing how oppressive the atmosphere in the room was, she shrugged her shoulders and quickly retreated from the backstage.

But Du Ruo waited half an hour at the bar counter for Zheng Xiaoran, who had fallen asleep, but still did not see Mo Youting coming, so he could only go backstage again. When he walked to the corridor leading to the backstage, he found that something was wrong. It was full of people, and those people didn't look like the guests of a bar, all of them were dressed in strange clothes, and several of them had tattoos on their arms.

Du Ruo's heart skipped a beat, and he walked over quickly, and only when he got close to the room did he hear the sound of smashing inside.

"Mr. Mo, a hero to save the beauty... Pooh... You think I'm as easy to deal with as that softie Pan Wei... You actually found someone to plot against me!"

"Fatty Huang, according to the rules in the circle, one person should do things and one should be responsible. Let go of my brother first!"

"Brother? You know Brother Gu Nian now? You actually found someone to beat me for a woman, fuck... you think I'm a fat man who eats sponges?"

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Du Ruo panicked, stumbled over and pushed away the crowd blocking the door, and finally saw the scene in the room clearly, it was a mess, the makeup mirror was smashed, there was a layer of broken glass on the floor, and all kinds of cosmetics and costumes were scattered. land.

Several members of the band were also injured, and Mo Youting was forcibly held down on a chair by two punks wearing vests. He had scratches on his forehead, but he looked fine, so it shouldn't be too serious.

It was Fatty Huang who first saw Du Ruo breaking in from the outside, his lips twitched coldly, and he said in a sarcastic tone: "Oh... Cao Cao Cao Cao will be here, Mo Youting, it seems that I came today It's about time, it just so happens that you can act as a hero to save the beauty in front of this bitch again..."

Mo Youting also saw Du Ruo at the door, his eyes turned cold, and his originally fearless mood suddenly became a little nervous, so he could only yell at Du Ruo in a cold tone: "What are you doing here, get out!"

Where has Du Ruo seen that kind of battle before? It's like a shopping scene that only appears in Hong Kong and Taiwan underworld movies. So when Mo Youting yelled at her like this, she lost her mind at all.

It's just that Fatty Huang quickly made a look at the younger brother beside him, and immediately two people went up and held Du Ruo's arm!

"Don't go, I thought the fight tonight wasn't exciting enough. After all, there are so many people, I wouldn't think it would be fun if I win, not to mention that Mr. Mo is going to cultivate his health and go home to be his father." Good boy, that's why I don't bother to fight with me, but with you coming, I think today's fight will be very exciting..."

With a chilly tone and yellow teeth, Du Ruo looked at the fat face in front of him and thought of that humiliating and helpless night again.

Just when he was about to speak, he heard Mo Youting's voice clearly irritated: "Fatty Huang, we take care of everything, don't get involved with her."

"One size for one size? Are you fucking worthy to say this to me? At the beginning, this bitch went to Pan Wei to sleep with him. 20 a month, it's all agreed, you Why do you want to meddle? Even if you want to meddle, what kind of debt will you get against me afterwards? You dare to find someone to block me on the road! I'll fuck... Pan Wei's softie didn't dare to utter a word after being beaten into a concussion by you, but I'm not as bad as him, if you have the guts to come to me, you should have the guts to bear the consequences!"

"I admit that I found someone to block you, but let her and my brother go, anyway, you brought so many people to my place today, and you didn't intend to let me go straight out of here, okay, I will do things alone One person, you all come to me if you are angry!" Mo Youting's voice was still very cold.

"Mo Youting, don't swell your face and make yourself fat, now is not the time for you to be a hero!" Du Ruo gradually calmed down and regained some reason. Not shown yet.

When Fatty Huang heard Du Ruo's roar, he immediately pinched her chin with his hands, leaned close to her face and said with a dark smile: "Tsk tsk... It's been a while since I haven't seen this energy, it's good, I like it, I guess You can also be very good on the bed..." The hands pinching Du Ruo's chin became tighter and tighter, and Du Ruo's entire face was distorted.

Mo Youting struggled to get up from the chair, but his hands were strangled on the back of the chair by two gangsters, unable to move, he could only yell at Fatty Huang: "Let her go, don't fucking touch her!"

Fatty Huang still did not let go of Du Ruo, but turned around to look at Mo Youting, and asked with great interest: "Are you nervous? Did you feel distressed? Aren't you very capable just now, speaking as if you are not afraid of death! But the more you are like this, The more curious I am, thinking about you, Mr. Mo, is quite popular in the circle. What kind of woman has never seen it before? Why did you fall in love with this woman? Could it be that, as Pan Wei said, this bitch is really good at bedtime I want to try this, a woman who can make you, Mo Youting lose control and fight several times, definitely tastes good..."

Fatty Huang turned his face away after finishing speaking, leaned close to Du Ruo's chest and took a deep breath, and then exhaled with closed eyes enjoying: "It really tastes unusual, and it comes with body fragrance... Hahaha ...Brothers, the woman we are all crazy about, do you want to try what is different from other women?"

The unbearable words caused manic laughter from the younger brothers around him.

Mo Youting was terrified when he heard it, and kept swinging his upper body in an attempt to get rid of the shackles, but in vain, he could only blushed and yelled: "Fatty Huang, if you dare to touch her, try?"

"Hey... I really feel excited to see you so nervous, it hurts a lot, but then you will feel even more distressed..." Fatty Huang changed a lustful face, turned around and yelled at the little brother who was holding her up With a wink, the younger brother understood, and directly pressed Du Ruo to the wall of the room.

Fatty Huang walked over with a sinister smile, and began to unbutton Du Ruo's coat one by one...

Mo Youting felt that all the blood in his body rushed to his forehead in an instant, he clenched his fists tightly, and quickly raised one foot to hit the gangster who strangled his shoulder behind him...

"Boom—" the scene lost control in an instant, and all the people blocking the door rushed in. The team members who had been standing in the corner saw Mo Youting being beaten, and quickly rushed up...

Du Ruo's hand was still pinned down, and after several struggles, only a tighter restraint was obtained, so he stopped moving, and could only watch helplessly as fists danced in front of him, but Mo Youting and the others were outnumbered and soon at a disadvantage .

Du Ruo's whole heart was gripped, she understood that this dispute started because of her, if Mo Youting or anyone else got hurt because of this, she would not be able to forgive herself.

"Fatty Huang, you'd better tell your subordinates to stop! If something happens and you go to the police station, it won't do you any good!"

"Yo, I didn't see that you know how to threaten people..." Fatty Huang, who had been watching the battle, pinched Du Ruo's chin again with his fat fingers, but his expression of sneering just now turned into a sneer: "Police station? You Who knows who I am as the director of the Tongcheng Public Security Bureau?... If I dare to bring people to the scene so blatantly, I won't be afraid of making trouble at the police station!"

Du Ruo struggled again, and raised his eyes to look at Mo Youting. He was obviously weak, his arm was scratched, and blood was seeping from the corner of his eye. Several other team members were slightly or seriously injured. Du Ruo couldn't imagine fighting it down.

But Fatty Huang's subordinates were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and there was no tendency to stop.

Du Ruo closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then opened them again. The tough attitude just now was gone, and he almost begged with a sigh of relief: "Fatty Huang, tell them to stop, Mo Youting blocked you because of me, so you Come at me if you are angry, don't fight anymore, it will kill you..."

At the end Du Ruo almost started to cry, but Fatty Huang still didn't let go, just touched Du Ruo's forehead with his hand, and said in an ambiguous tone: "Tsk tsk...I'm crying, don't cry, look at you My heart hurts when I cry... But don't blame me for being cruel, this kid is really ignorant... You said there are no women, but he turned against his brother because of you!"

It was obviously normal words, but when he said it, the tone of voice was yin and yang, and the expression was cold, which made people sweat.

Du Ruo knew that his pleading was useless, and was about to say something more, but the phone in his pocket rang... Fatty Huang had sharp eyesight and quick hands, so he turned on Du Ruo's phone, glanced at it, and muttered: "Joe? Just one word ? Who is... your new son?"

"No..." When Du Ruo heard the word "Joe", joy flashed in Du Ruo's mind for a moment, but the expression on his face was still calm: "My boss..."

"Boss? The boss is calling you at this time? The boss who has an affair with you..." Fatty Huang sneered sarcastically, and actually pressed the answer button directly...

"Hey, are you this bitch's boss? Tell you, she doesn't have time to accompany you..." Then he quickly pressed the phone, turned it off, and threw it into the corner of the room.

Du Ruo's hope that had just been ignited was shattered again, and Mo Youting finally couldn't support himself and fell to the ground. His chest was stepped on the chair with his feet, and the blood on his arms dripped down along the muscle lines. Originally fair, the bright red blood adhered to the skin, which made people feel even more shocking, but his physical strength was exhausted, but he still refused to admit defeat. He wanted to struggle to stand up, but was stepped on by the younger brother next to him with the sole of his foot.

Fatty Huang let go of Du Ruo, spit on the ground, walked up to Mo Youting with his fat body, patted his face and asked with a wicked smile, "What's wrong? Can't move? Haha... We always Young Master Mo, who is so beautiful, will be trampled under by my little brother one day?"

The ruffians beside him all laughed along with Fatty Huang, but Mo Youting spat at Fatty Huang, still trying to struggle to get up, but was pushed back into the chair by Fatty Huang.

"Climb, climb hard, it doesn't feel bad for me to step on you like this..." Fatty Huang increased the strength on his feet, and Mo Youting's usual handsome face was deformed under his feet, but there was no fear in his eyes , sarcastically said with the last breath: "To bully the few with more... count... what kind of skill?"

"So what's wrong with me bullying the few? It's clear today that I'm here to smash your business. Did you see that we've been making trouble in the background for so long, did someone come to rescue you? No... Do you want to know why? Because this whole article No one on the street dares to offend me, but you are the only one who has the guts to find someone to block me on the road, just because of this bitch?"

Fatty Huang cursed for a while, and looked up at Du Ruo. She was crying so much that she couldn't stand up for a long time, so she could only lean her upper body against the wall so as not to slip down.

She has known Mo Youting for so long and has always been beautiful and handsome. When has she ever been in such a mess like this moment? If something happened to him today, Du Ruo felt that she would live in self-blame for the rest of her life.

"Fatty Huang, please, let him go, he's impulsive...not sensible, he's already hurt...so, do you really want to kill someone?" Du Ruo kept sobbing, unable to utter a complete sentence.

But Fatty Huang couldn't hear Du Ruo's begging, he turned his head and patted Mo Youting's face again, and said word by word: "Why, do you want a woman to intercede for you? Why did you block me on the road back then? ...So young people, don't say that I, the big brother, didn't teach you the rules. When you come out to play, you have to be able to play, and you have to consider the consequences of everything you do... For women, just play for fun, do you take it seriously? Mom made her think highly of her, are you still in the mood?"

Fatty Huang started to lose his side again while talking, Mo Youting struggled a few times and yelled at him: "Keep your fucking mouth clean...she's different from other women!"

"What's the difference? My skin is a little slippery when I touch it..." Fatty Huang laughed a few times, Du Ruo's tears had stopped flowing, and her heart was empty. She went to Pan Wei on impulse, but she didn't expect lead to such serious consequences.

"Okay, Mo Youting, don't say any more..." She took a breath, stood up straight with her upper body up, and asked, "Fatty Huang, the matter has to come to an end, you hit it and you got angry , can you let go?"

"Let go? It's so easy!" He smiled treacherously again, scanned the messy room, and finally settled on the guitar standing in the corner, and said, "It's easy for me to let go, after all, I'm really I don't want to kill people, so how about it, if he can withstand my guitar falling down, then I will take him away immediately..."

"Impossible, the shell of the guitar is made of wood, and it will kill you if you drop it!"

"Then you can't bear it? That's fine. If you don't want him to suffer, you will suffer. Stay with me for one night today. I will immediately evacuate him and send him to the hospital by the way!"

"You fart!" Mo Youting spit out, struggled a few times, his face flushed with emotion: "Du Ruo, don't listen to his fart, fat man, if you want to smash it, do it quickly, but you have to talk." talk!"

"That's natural, they are all out to mess around, so many younger brothers are watching, if I break my promise, how can I mess around in the future!" After finishing speaking, Fatty Huang winked at the younger brother beside him, and soon the electric guitar was on the back of his hand. to him.

Du Ruo felt that he couldn't breathe smoothly, his whole heart was pinched tightly in an instant, and all the tears that had just stopped welled up in his eyes, and he shouted in a trembling voice: "Fatty Huang, I beg you, please, I really can't smash it... Mo You Ting, don't be a fool, this is not the time to be a hero..."

But no one paid attention to her cry, only saw the blurred figure in front of her eyes, the guitar was lifted high... "Boom...", the crisp sound of bones colliding, it felt like the whole world was going dark, and the tears that had been buried in her eyes welled up He stepped out, rendering all the figures in front of him enveloping.

Du Ruo almost staggered to Mo Youting's side, knelt down in front of him, patted his face, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Mo Youting... Mo Youting...don't scare me, open your eyes and look at me ..."

She has lived for more than 20 years and experienced countless catastrophes, but she has never been so afraid like this moment. In fact, she still has a lot to say to him. She has helped her so many times, and she has never even said a decent "thank you".

"Mo Youting, nothing can happen to you...I still want to hear you sing, and I still want you to drink with me...I still want to..." She cried hysterically and couldn't speak clearly.

But there was a faint voice in my ear: "I never...didn't know you could cry so much...just like Grandma Qiong...the heroine in Lei's drama..."

Du Ruo's pinched heart suddenly loosened, and it swelled infinitely. When he opened his eyes, he saw Mo Youting trying to smile at himself with the corners of his mouth twitching, but the smile was forced because of the severe pain.

Du Ruo also burst into laughter with a "poof...", but the tears fell faster.

"You scared me to death...I thought something happened to you!"

"How can it be so easy to die... Life is hard..." The corners of his mouth twitched again, but his brows were tightly frowned, and his eyes opened and closed, looking weak.

Fatty Huang behind him sneered and sarcastically said, "It's really like filming... I almost cried, but he didn't die so easily. It's just that if I'm so ignorant next time, I don't know if it's so easy to let you go... "

Fatty Huang finally let go of the foot that had been stepping on Mo Youting, and was about to turn around when he felt a gust of cold wind behind him, and a black one rushing towards him.

"Clang..." After a while, there was the sound of glass colliding with the scalp, and the whole scene was sluggish, and soon a large stream of blood dripped from Fatty Huang's forehead...

Du Ruo turned around and saw Zheng Xiaoran who was holding a half beer bottle behind him, with the same dull eyes...

Things have developed to this point, completely out of everyone's control, from the Hong Kong and Taiwan gang drama at the beginning, to the Qiong Yao bitter love drama in the middle, and now, it is a completely unexpected reversal drama.

When Qiao Anming led the police through the crowd and walked in, he saw such a horrifying scene: Du Ruo slumped on the ground and hugged Mo Youting's head, Mo Youting was lying on the chair with half of his body injured, and Zheng Xiaoran held up half of a sharp beer bottle, facing a fat man whose face was covered in blood...

Love is that tube of stimulant, with one injection, you can die for the other party without fear.

Du Ruo always remembered how Mo Youting gritted his teeth when he was stepped on by the fat man that day, and also remembered that Zheng Xiaoran was holding the half of the beer bottle, obviously trembling with fear, but his eyes were filled with a frightening Xiao Sa chill. As for Qiao Anming, He stood at the door and paused, then rushed in and squatted beside Du Ruo, asking constantly: "What's wrong? Is there any injury? Du Ruo... Du Ruo..."

Everyone in the room was escorted away by the police, including Zheng Xiaoran and several members of the band, Mo Youting and Huang Fatty, because of their serious injuries, they called an ambulance and took them directly to a nearby hospital.

Du Ruo's body was weak and unable to stand, Qiao Anming helped her to squeeze out of the bar along the crowd, she didn't speak all the way, but her body shivered in Qiao Anming's arms, her lips were bitten until they turned purple.

There was heavy rain outside, lightning and thunder, a row of police cars and two ambulances parked at the entrance of the bar, surrounded by a crowd of onlookers, the overhead lights of the police cars and ambulances whistling and shining, blurred under the washing of the rain.

That rainy night was like a turbulent war, which ended hastily under the night.

Mo Youting lay on a stretcher and was carried into the ambulance. Du Ruo broke free from Qiao Anming's arm and wanted to follow, but was soon stopped by the police.

"Miss, you can't go to the hospital, you have to go back to the police station with us to make a statement!"

"No, I'm going to the hospital. He's hurt so badly..." Regardless of the police's obstruction, Du Ruo insisted on rushing into the rain. Qiao Anming pulled Du Ruo to protect her in his arms, and said coldly, "You You are still pregnant with a child, so what if you go?"

"Even if I can't do anything, I have to make sure he's safe and sound. He's hurt like this because of me!" He started crying again, and the rain dripped down his cheeks. On her body, he said lonely: "Okay, if you insist on going, I will accompany you..."

Then he turned around and explained a few words to the policeman, then walked to his car with Du Ruo in his arms.

The police car set off first, heading to the left of the bar, while the doors of the two ambulances quickly closed and roared away in opposite directions. Qiao Anming started the car, followed closely behind, and followed the ambulance all the way to the hospital.

Thunder roared outside the window, lightning continued, and the rain fell on the car window like it was pouring down. Qiao Anming observed Du Ruo's expression through the dim streetlight. Pressing his cheek, he just didn't speak all the way, sitting upright, trembling constantly.

Qiao Anming felt very distressed, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions. She could only free one hand to wrap around her tightly clenched fist.

Finally drove to the hospital, Mo Youting was pushed out of the car by the nurse, Du Ruo opened the car door and staggered down, Qiao Anming hurriedly pulled the coat from the chair and caught up with her to wrap her up.

All the way to remind: "Du Ruo, don't run away...he will be fine, you are still pregnant with the child..."

But the person in the arms never said a word, and hurriedly followed the stretcher to the emergency room... The scene that night was very chaotic. In Du Ruo's memory, she only remembered a lot of red blood, Mo Youting's Blood, the blood of Fatty Huang, and in Qiao Anming's memory, he only remembers Du Ruo's pale face and panicked eyes, as well as his heart full of fear and distress, if he hadn't called Du Ruo that night, if Fatty Huang He didn't answer his call self-righteously, or if he was one step late, the consequences would probably be tragic that he didn't even dare to bear.

The lights in the corridor at the entrance of the emergency room were extremely bright. Du Ruo sat on a plastic bench with his hands clasped all the time, his rain-soaked face looked even paler under the light.

Qiao Anming has been sitting beside her, holding her hand, and sitting quietly with her.

Fatty Huang's injuries were not serious, but his scalp was smashed, and he had a slight concussion, so he was quickly helped by the nurse to the ward after he was bandaged, and the policemen who accompanied him followed him to make a statement.

But Mo Youting never came out of the emergency room. Blood packs and oxygen bags kept being sent in, and nurses came in and out, holding Mo Youting's blood-soaked T-shirt in his hand...

Du Ruo's emotions, which were already on the verge of collapse, collapsed after seeing the blood-stained T-shirt. Finally, he stopped supporting himself and threw himself into Qiao Anming's arms, crying bitterly.

Qiao Anming finally let out the breath that had been sinking all the way. At this time, it was better for her to cry out than to hold it in her heart, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, supporting her weak body with one arm, and following her with the other hand. Pat on the back.

"It's okay, Du Ruo...I'm here, I'll be fine..."

But she just shook her head in his arms, because her words were blocked in her chest by panic, and she couldn't make a sound.

Qiao Anming saw that he couldn't coax him, so he didn't say any more, but put his chin on the top of her head, and hugged her even tighter...

Mo Youting was pushed out of the emergency room in the middle of the night and directly entered the intensive care unit. Du Ruo followed the stretcher and chased the nurse all the way and asked, "Why didn't he wake up? He was still talking to me just now? Why is it so serious that he needs to be hospitalized?" ICU?"

The emergency nurses are used to the crying of family members, so they deal with Du Ruo's impatience directly.

Seeing Du Ruo's pale face and staggering steps due to emotional instability, Qiao Anming felt both helpless and distressed.

"Du Ruo, calm down, patients who enter the emergency room will be sent to the intensive care unit first..."

"No, he must be seriously injured, otherwise he wouldn't have been unconscious all the time, and he was talking to me backstage just now!"

"Okay, okay, we'll ask the doctor later and we'll know whether his injury is serious or not. Don't scare yourself first, you're still pregnant!"

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All the way, they finally sent Mo Youting to the intensive care unit in a panic. Du Ruo and Qiao Anming were directly blocked by the nurses.

"You can't go in, it will affect other patients' rest!"

"I'll just go in and have a look at him, and I'll just go in and have a few words with him!"

"No, according to the hospital's regulations, family members are not allowed to visit the intensive care unit after [-]:[-] p.m...." The nurse pushed Du Ruo out forcefully, and directly closed the door of the ward.

The whole restless heart seemed to be buried in the cold seabed at once. Du Ruo took a few steps back unsteadily and fell into Qiao Anming's arms again. She no longer cried. Exhausted, red and swollen eye sockets.

Qiao Anming couldn't bear to watch it any longer, wrapped her arms around her and gently persuaded her, "Du Ruo, I'll take you to the doctor to ask for clarification, you should be fine, huh?"

She nodded dumbly, stood up from his arms, and walked together to the doctor's office on duty.

The result of the final question seemed not as serious as she had imagined, but it was not ideal either.

"A rib fracture, multiple soft tissue injuries on the back, and several skin traumas... The skin trauma and soft tissue loss are not serious problems, and it will be good to take care of them for a while, but rib fractures will be troublesome, and they need to be fixed with bandages and then rest in bed. ...But the family members don't have to worry too much, the patient is still young and in good health, so it shouldn't be difficult to fully recover, as for why he is still unconscious until now, it should be because of the painkiller injection given to him..."

Du Ruo listened to the doctor's talk, and his heart, which had been tense, relaxed a little, but when he heard the doctor said that he had given him a painkiller injection, he suddenly pulled together again: "Would a rib fracture be very painful!"

"Yes, fractures are usually very painful, and because of the position of the ribs, patients usually have intermittent pain, especially when breathing and coughing..."

Du Ruo's eyes began to cloud again, and the moisture floated up. Qiao Anming couldn't feel it anymore, and had to worry about her feelings, and tried to persuade her: "It's not as serious as he said, and he only broke one rib. , as long as you rest in bed, you won't feel much pain..."

Du Ruo looked back at Qiao Anming's face, as cold as ever, but in this flustered night, with him by his side, he felt much more at ease for no reason.

She couldn't imagine what would have happened if he hadn't appeared in time.

After coming out of the doctor's office, the police who had been guarding the door of the emergency room quickly followed and said in a businesslike tone, "Miss Du, we want you to go with us to the police station to record a statement!"

"I don't want to go now, I have to wait until he wakes up..."

Qiao Anming knew that Du Ruo must be worried about leaving now, so he greeted the police again, and then helped Du Ruo walk to the door of the ward.

"How about I stay and wait, you go back to rest first, tired in the middle of the night, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

"No, I have to watch him wake up with my own eyes, and I will leave only after I make sure he is fine..." Du Ruo bit her lower lip, the tears that had just oozed still stained the corners of her eyes, Qiao Anming knew her stubborn temper well, so she didn't want to leave anymore. Persuade, and accompany her to sit back on the bench and wait.

Around dawn, Mo Youting's parents rushed over. Sure enough, they were rich and easy to handle, so they were directly led by the doctor into the intensive care unit. Du Ruo and Qiao Anming also followed in.

Qi Meizhen saw her son, who was tightly bandaged and unconscious on the bed, collapsed on the bedside and wept bitterly.

"Ting Ting, why did you get beaten up like this... If something happens to you, what will your father and I do in the future?..."

The patient in the same ward was awakened for no reason, and the nurse stopped her crying after coming over and persuading her.

Mo Shichang was quite calm. Although his heart hurt, he still had a very indifferent look on his face. He turned around and asked the doctor about his son's condition. The fracture was not as serious as he imagined, so Qi Meizhen persuaded: "Okay, here's It's a hospital, your crying like this has affected others' rest. Go out and wait, the doctor said he should wake up in an hour!"

Du Ruo stood at the door of the ward, trying hard to see the person lying on the bed clearly through the gap between the figures of Qi Meizhen and Mo Shichang, it seemed that he was really still awake, his arms were tied with gauze, and there were injuries everywhere on his face... The mood that had just calmed down broke down again, and tears fell uncontrollably. Qiao Anming felt the person in his arms start to tremble again, so he could only hold her tighter.

(End of this chapter)