Flash Marriage Passionate Love: Young Master Mo Is A Wife-pampering Addict

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Wen Ran's frown became tighter and tighter, tonight?

What did Mo Xiuchen mean by tonight? Could it be that he was hospitalized here and had been looking into those things. Thinking of this, her heart tightened again.

"Xiuchen, as long as you find Fu Jingyi, you don't have to worry about your illness."

Tan Mu's eyes fell on his thin face. Mo Xiuchen looked so strange to him that he seemed to be an unknown person. He knew that his headaches were becoming more and more frequent these days. Come to think of it, he had a headache. It must be very uncomfortable when it happens.

As soon as he thought of this, he saw Mo Xiuchen suddenly showing a look of pain, his brows furrowed, his big hand pressing firmly on his forehead, and his face quickly turned pale.

Tan Mu's eyes tightened and he subconsciously shouted: "Xiu Chen, does it hurt again?"

Mo Xiuchen nodded to him and kept pressing his hand on his forehead. A minute later, his face turned pale. Tan Mu had a worried look on his face: "Xiuchen, I'm going to call the doctor."

"No, there's no point in calling the doctor. It'll be fine in a while."

Mo Xiuchen's voice became slightly hoarse due to the pain on his head. He was holding back, and there was already a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

In the restaurant opposite the hospital, Wen Ran clutched the water glass with both hands and bit her lips tightly. The tears on her eyelashes were crystal clear and seemed to fall at any time.

She listened to the voice of the person on the other end of the phone who was enduring pain, and could not see his painful look. However, in front of her eyes, she could see that he was suffering from illness, and his heart seemed to be cut into pieces with a knife. , stepped on it again, and the glass shattered.

Tears eventually rolled out of her eyes and slid down her cheeks.

The only thing she could do was to control herself from crying, from rushing to the hospital opposite, and from appearing in front of Mo Xiuchen.

"Xiuchen, how about I call Wen Ran and ask her to talk to you."

Tan Mu couldn't bear to look at Mo Xiuchen's handsome face, which was pale and dripping with cold sweat. However, as soon as his words came out, Mo Xiuchen, who was in too much pain to speak a second ago, suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him sharply: "No. Call Ranran and don’t let her know."

He was selfish and didn't want her to see him like this.

He hoped that Wen Ran would always see him at his best and most handsome. He remembered the way Wen Ran cried with pain when she heard about his long-past childhood memories. He couldn't imagine how uncomfortable she would be if she saw him looking like him now.

However, Mo Xiuchen didn't know that even if Wen Ran couldn't see what he looked like at this moment, he was still so distressed that he couldn't breathe.

If he had known that she was in the restaurant opposite the hospital, crying as she listened to his phone call with Tan Mu, he didn't know if he would have gone directly to the restaurant opposite to see her.

Every time the pain swept through him, he relied on thinking about her to hold on.

The reason he lost weight was that the pain became more unbearable every time and became more frequent every day.

On weekdays, when there is no pain, he doesn't feel much uncomfortable. It's just that he is more tired. He spends every second in missing her and suffers a little more. However, he has something to do, so he takes a rest and reads it again and again. Those photos, looking back at the messages she sent again and again.

Just one week later.

What panicked him the most was that he suddenly couldn't remember the first time he saw Wen Ran. He only knew that it was at a banquet. Her appearance at that time became blurry, and her smile also became blurry... …

I had a headache for five minutes, but this time the pain was over.

When Qin Mu saw that the hand on his forehead had relaxed and he was breathing weakly, he quickly took out a tissue and handed it to him to wipe his sweat. He stood up again and poured him a glass of warm white wine.

"Xiuchen, come on, drink some water."

Tan Mu handed the water cup to Mo Xiuchen.

His hands were trembling slightly, caused by the wave of pain just now. Qin Mu wanted to feed him, but he refused, "I'll do it myself."

His voice was hoarse, and he calmed down. He slowly took the cup from Tan Mu's hand and drank a glass of water. After handing the cup to Tan Mu, he tiredly leaned against the bedside.

"Amu, where will you stay tonight?"

Mo Xiuchen rested for about half a minute before asking gently.

Qin Mu twitched his lips and said calmly: "I have booked a hotel, and I will go back to the hotel later."

"You are injured, go back and rest first."

"Okay, you should go to bed early. I'll come see you tomorrow." Thinking that Wen Ran was still waiting in the restaurant opposite, Tan Mu didn't stay long, stood up, looked at him, and left the ward.

**

Qin Mu came out of the elevator and took out his cell phone to see that the call had ended at some point.

A trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he strode out of the hospital. On the second floor of the restaurant opposite, he found Wen Ran sitting by the window.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and there were still tears in them, which were crystal clear. When she heard the sound, she raised her eyes, and in the blink of an eye, they were like shining stars in the sky, crashing into his heart.

His heart was hurt by her tears, and his eyebrows immediately wrinkled.

Wen Ran wiped her tears hard, obviously very sad, but she still reluctantly raised the corners of her mouth and smiled at him: "Tin Mu, what are you eating?"

Tan Mu didn't speak, pursed his lips, and looked deeply at her pretending to be calm. Wen Ran's eyes flashed, thinking that he was crying because of her just now, so she explained softly: "I'm fine. "

Tan Mu sighed silently, "As long as we find Fu Jingyi, Xiu Chen will be fine."

In fact, his words were very weak and could not comfort Wen Ran at all, but he still wanted to say something to prevent her from being so sad.

Wen Ran smiled and pushed back the tears in his eyes, "I know that Fu Jingyi must have a way."

When he said this, a thought flashed through Wen Ran's mind. This thought was frightening to Tan Mu, Mo Xiuchen and others.

However, once that idea appeared, she really wanted to do it.

Qin Mu called the waiter to order a meal. Neither of them had much appetite. They both ate very little, but they ate very slowly. The meal took a long time.

After coming out of the restaurant, Wen Ran looked up at the inpatient building of the hospital across the street, feeling extremely reluctant to leave.

Tan Mu said nothing, his tall figure stood next to her, looking at her quietly.

Wen Ran didn't look away until his neck ached. Next to him, Tan Mu's voice sounded gentle and calm: "Let's go back to the hotel. You have a good rest tonight. Come back tomorrow."

"Um!"

Wen Ran nodded gently, ignoring the pain in his heart that never eased, and looked in the direction of the hotel. The hotel Tan Mu booked this time was not the one where she and Mo Xiuchen stayed last time.

But it was very close to the hotel and not very far from the hospital. She raised her head and looked at Qin Mu: "Let's walk back to the hotel."