Chapter 287

Outside the house, there was a torrential rain, strong wind and heavy thunder. The spark of electric light flashed across the sky.

Mo lengqing's chest was wet with blood. He supported his arms on the sofa, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with thick sweat.

Mo left rushed in, look flustered anxious. He was wet and dripping with water in his hair.

"Young master!"

See Mo Leng Qing embarrassed appearance, Mo left suddenly surprised, face suddenly changed.

He quickly ran over and flurried up Mo lengqing, supporting Mo lengqing's weight with his shoulder: "I'm playing 120 now No, I'll take you to the hospital now. "

He said, will ink cold Qing back up.

But the shoulder is cold not Ding is buckled.

Mo lengqing coughed twice, gasped heavily, and slowly shook his head: "you first treat the wound for me, don't go to the hospital."

"Young master ~"

Mo Zuo's face was full of disapproval. Mo lengqing was hurt a lot, so he didn't dare to make this decision casually.

"Hurry up!" Mo Leng Qing drank coldly.

Because the movement is too big, and accidentally involved in the chest wound, he coughed again.

Mo Zuo didn't dare to argue with Mo lengqing again.

He slowly helped Mo lengqing to sit on the sofa and carefully opened his skirt, but he was suddenly jumped by the bloody wound.

He exclaimed in horror: "Mr. Mo, your wound..."

Half of the sharp Swiss knife pierced into Mo lengqing's chest. The flesh and blood were flying around the edge of the knife, and the strong smell of blood was flowing from the wound.

Mo lengqing's home has a first-aid kit, but Mo left looking at his wound, but how dare not help to deal with.

"Is that bastard Ling ye did it again?" Ink left carefully to help ink cold engine hemostasis disinfection, in the heart of a depression not to go up and down.

His face is a bit ferocious, gnashing teeth: "Mr. Mo, you can't let him go, this time you have to call the police!"

He just looked at the wound of Mo Leng Qing, and he could see how fierce the person who started it was at that time.

If this knife doesn't score two points, I'm afraid Mo Leng Qing can't make it to Mo left.

"Don't call the police!"

Seeing Mo Zuo take out his mobile phone to call the police, Mo lengqing quickly stops him.

He coughed twice more, and his lips were white from the loss of blood.

"It has nothing to do with Lingye."

"Young master!"

Mo left angry call him.

"Listen to me." Mo lengqing stood up.

Mo left helpless, he knocked knock teeth, bear the anger of heart: "that I send you to the hospital, the position of your wound is facing the heart, I dare not casually deal with."

In order to prevent accidents, he did not even dare to help Mo lengqing pull out the Swiss knife, for fear that once the knife was pulled out, Mo lengqing would not stop bleeding.

"Don't go to the hospital." Mo lengqing still shook his head.

His tone is firm: "you go to find the family doctor, treat the wound for me, do it quietly, don't disturb other people, don't make trouble."

Mo left can only contact the family doctor, let him come quickly.

Just a hang up the phone, and listen to Mo Leng Qing way: "the rain outside is very big?"

Bean sized raindrops hit the eaves and tile walls, crackling, obviously the rain has not stopped.

When Mo Zuo came here, he drove with an umbrella and walked into the apartment from the garage. After a while, he was drenched.

Although he wondered why Mo lengqing suddenly asked this question, he honestly replied: "yes It's a big one. "

The brow of Mo Leng Qing immediately pressed down.

"Ling Ye didn't take an umbrella when she left, cough You go and give it to him... "

"Young master!"

Mo Zuo is so impatient that he can't figure out what Lingye has done to Mo lengqing. He has hurt Mo lengqing twice and once, but Mo lengqing still wants to protect him.

He is injured all over his body and can hardly move, but he has to be distracted to care if others will get wet?

Mo Leng Qing ignores Mo Zuo. He says, "go quickly!"

Mo Zuo quickly holds Mo lengqing for fear that he will be angry again and affect the wound.

He gritted his teeth and went out with an umbrella.

The thunder started in the street and the heavy rain poured down, blocking the inside and outside of the car window into two worlds.

Mo left slowly driving along the street, finally in the middle of the street to see the whole body was drenched in the night.

Lingye is hiding under the bus stop sign. He seems to be waiting for the bus with his mobile phone.

On the body also be drenched by the rain all over wet Ling night, Mo left in the heart of the fire rubbed ran up.

Mo Zuo really can't figure it out. How can he de let Tang Tang Mo Shao sacrifice so much for him!He grinds his teeth, Shua opens the door, and without saying a word, he plugs the umbrella into Lingye's hand.

"Mo Zuo? You... "

"I don't care what kind of ecstasy you have given us. Don't show up in front of him in the future!" Mo left forbeared and forbeared, it is the tone that cannot suppress in the heart after all.

Ling night a frown: "Mo Leng Qing asked you to send me an umbrella?"

He wasn't so badly hurt

Mo left deep look at her: "remember my words!"

Then he turned around and left.

The black Lincoln car quickly rolled over the road near Lingye's feet, splashing on Lingye's body with the water stains of sludge.

Ling night is not aware.

She looked at the tail of the black car with a wooden face. Her expression was confused, and her heart was mixed for a moment.

Why does Mo lengqing want Mo Zuo to give him an umbrella?

Shouldn't he hate her?

This is the second time that she has faced him with swords. Why

Why is he so nice to her?

……

Mo Leng Qing's last wound was not completely healed. This time, a new wound was added. The wound was still in the heart.

He had to listen to the doctor's advice, honest at home.

After all night's thunder and heavy rain, the city center soon ushered in bright sunshine.

Mo lengqing sat on the chair, squinting in the sun.

The flowers in the garden are in full bloom, and the air is also mixed with the fragrance of the soil after the rain.

Years are quiet and prosperous.

"Naogong, I'm fat!"

The quiet cobblestone path of the garden suddenly heard the sound of joy.

Ling Ling, with the suitcase in one hand, leads Luo Luo in.

"Young master, young granny is back!" Song Sao's low voice of joy.

She was wearing a long blue dress with broken flowers and a hat with blue lace on her head, which set off today's garden scene.

Luo Luo was still a little confused. She let the employed aunt lead her by. When she saw Mo lengqing, her eyes suddenly brightened. It was like a beautiful flower that was endowed with aura life and in full bloom.

"Naogong!"

Luo Luo quickly breaks away Ling Ling Ling and pours into Mo lengqing's arms.

The huge impact just hit the wound that Mo lengqing was bandaging. He suddenly snorted and turned pale.

Luo Luo seems to have no sense.

She also nestled in Mo lengqing's arms, rubbing her hairy head against Mo lengqing's chest.

His expression was like a cat lazily basking in the sun.

"Young granny, get up quickly!"

Mo left is frightened by Luo Luo Leng Bu Ding's action. He rushes over and holds Luo Luo's hand, trying to separate her from Mo Leng Qing.

"No!" Luo Luo shivers all over, as if he is scared by Mo Zuo.

She hugged Mo lengqing's strong waist, her voice with a little cry: "naogong, he is good or bad, I don't like him."

The wound on Mo lengqing's body was touched again, and he took a breath of cold air in pain.

Mozodon became even more nervous.

But sister song is still here. If you tell me about the injury, the old man will know.

Mo left hesitated, had to say: "young grandmother, young master before the wound has not healed, you so reckless I worry about young master's body."

Luo Luo looks up at Mo lengqing, blinks his eyes and asks: "naogong, is your wound not good yet?"

Mo lengqing nodded with a stiff face.

Luo Luo's face suddenly collapsed, her mouth was shriveled, her expression was pathetic, and she almost cried out: "naogong, are you going to die? Wow No, I don't want you to die... "

Mo Leng Qingmei's heart beat, and his skull ached.

But Luo Luo's cry grew louder and louder. He couldn't help it. He raised her face and helped her wipe her tears. He coaxed her softly: "don't be afraid, I won't die."

"Really?"

"Really." Mo lengqing sighs.

Luo won the promise, and then he broke his tears into a smile.

She asked, "Nao Gong, where did you get hurt? May I have a look? "

Mo lengqing pointed to his chest through his coat: "heart..."

His tone was a little low and his expression was introverted. I don't know what he was thinking.

Luo Luo's expression slightly changed, and in the ink cold engine to see to come over to restore the original appearance.

She grabbed Mo lengqing's shoulder: "I'll blow for you Whoosh It doesn't hurt anymore. "

Mo Leng Qing helplessly looks at her and lets Luo Luo do whatever she wants.

After all, he owes her.

This is the old housekeeper came in, he did not squint to Mo lengqing side, bent down, whispered in his ear what.

Mo lengqing's face sank: "let her in!"The old housekeeper soon left the garden again.

"Lolo, how are you doing?"

Before Lin Yurou arrives, the voice comes first.

Today, Lin Yurou is wearing a light blue modified Qipao with gilded piping, long chestnut hair hanging like seaweed on her chest, with delicate makeup on her face, bright eyes and white teeth, a bit like a beauty of the Republic of China.

"Well, you came to see me as soon as I came back from abroad." Luo Luo said with a smile, "sister Lin is very kind to me."

What was her idea?

Luo falls in the bottom of his heart.

"I heard that you went abroad for treatment a while ago. What's the effect?" Lin Yu's gentle smile.

"The doctor said that this stage of treatment is over, and it needs to be observed for a while." Ling Ling on one side spoke for Luo Luo.

"Well, Luo Luo, you have a good rest. I believe you will recover later." Lin Yu smiles softly.

"Well, thank you, sister Lin!"

"We haven't seen each other for a long time. Why don't I take you out?" Lin Yurou suggested.

"Yes, yes!" Luo Luo said with a smile, "naogong, I won't accompany you. We'll go out to play!"

"Go ahead." Mo lengqing's expression is light.