Uncle Zhang took Ji Qing to the eighth floor. It was only six o’clock now, and the floor was very quiet. Ji Qing arrived at the door of the rehabilitation room and did not go in directly. Several medical staff stood aside to guide.
Mo Qi supported his hands on the armrests, and his legs moved slowly, making it very difficult to walk every step.
“Mr. Mo, let’s stop here for today’s rehabilitation.” The doctor looked at the instruments on one side, and there were some wires connected to Mo Qi’s body, and he always observed his body changes.
“Yeah.” Mo Qi nodded, sweating all over his head, his clothes were wet against his body, his messy black hair was pressed against his pale face, his lips were slightly bitten and bleeding, and his eyes were full of pain. Mo Qi sat on the wheelchair with Mo Li’s support.
“I’ll check your legs.” The doctor squatted down and lifted Mo Qi’s trousers. Ji Qing opened his eyes wide in horror.
Even though they shared the same bed, even if they had a child, she had never faced Mo Qi’s legs.
It was covered with wounds, like a piece of rag, sewn with needles and threads. From the sutured wound, you can see how tragic the scene of the injury was at that time.
The doctor just reached out and pinched it a few times, “Just have a good rest. Remember to massage every day to relax the meridian and promote blood circulation, which is helpful for recovery.”
“Give me a towel” Mo Qi closed his eyes, the pain in his legs was heart-wrenching, and each step was like stepping on the tip of the needle. His leg bones had broken into several sections. There were steel plates and needles in these legs. Although the wound had healed, every time he moved, it was like a bone breaking again.
Mo Li turned his head and saw Ji Qing standing at the door. Ji Qing winked at him. Uncle Zhang was still quick-witted and took a towel and stuffed it into Ji Qing’s hand. Mo Li immediately stepped aside.
“Mo Li, towel” Mo Qi was so painful that he even looked extremely weak even when he spoke. Ji Qing pinched the towel tightly and walked directly behind Mo Qi, while the medical staff retreated aside with tactfulness.
Mo Qi closed his eyes, his eyelashes flashed, and his whole body was tense. It was probably that the pain had not yet recovered.
Ji Qing held the towel and just touched Mo Qi’s face with his hands. Mo Qi suddenly smiled, which scared Ji Qing almost threw the towel out.
“Qingqing, how long have you been here?” Mo Qi reached out and held Ji Qing’s hand.
Ji Qing pursed her lips and walked to Mo Qi, without saying anything. She just wiped Mo Qi’s face, “Qingqing, you look at me like this will make me feel illusion.”
“What illusion.” Ji Qing seriously helped him wipe off his sweat.
“You are in love with me.”
Ji Qing paused her hand and just raised her eyebrows and smiled, “Are you too narcissistic?”
“What are you afraid of?” Mo Qi reached out and held Ji Qing’s hand and held it tightly.
“I’m not afraid of anything.” Ji Qing sneered.
“You are afraid you will fall in love with me.” Mo Qi saw the struggle in Ji Qing’s eyes at a glance.
“You’re thinking too much. You’re my son’s father after all.”
“It’s still your husband.”
“We’re just an agreement marriage, and we’re just a deal. Don’t be too serious.”
“I’ve always been very serious, and I’ve always been very serious with you.” Mo Qi seemed a little anxious and pulled Ji Qing into his arms.
“You”
Before Ji Qing finished speaking, something suddenly hit her calf, and she rushed towards Mo Qi, while Mo Qi’s wheelchair was falling backward. Although Mo Qi used his hand to stop him, Ji Qing had already lying on Mo Qi’s body. The most important thing was that he was lying on the place where he lay, just on his thigh.
Ji Qing’s face turned red, even the cheeky Mo Qi was also stupid
Netizens of the novel please remind: Please pay attention to your eyes to rest when reading for a long time. :
Look at it.
“That’s not good.” Mo Qi swallowed and looked at Ji Qing’s black hair.