"Dr. Su and I have already checked the patient. His current condition is very stable. There is no abnormal fever or rejection. The further situation remains to be seen. I am working overtime today. If something happens, please notify me in time!"

"I see, I will pay more attention." Mu Qingyu nodded and said.

"Well, let's go first. If you need anything, come to us!" Li Changhe said, nodding to Dr. Su.The other party didn't say anything, turned around and left, his movements were clean and neat.It seemed that she was really just an insignificant stranger!

Dr. Li walked in front, Dr. Su was behind, and Mu Qingyu stood where he was, watching his back.

Five years ago, she was like this too, watching the back of Mo Shaochen leaving at the airport.

In the past, she had no reason to stop him, but now, she doesn't know if she has enough reasons to stop him.

Mu Qingyu looked at Dr. Su's back, getting farther and farther away from her, and disappeared at the door.Even when Dr. Su closed the door of the ward, he could still feel the burning sight behind him.

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Mu Qingyu stayed here until the early morning, and Li Xiaoran also accompanied her, by her side.

At three or four o'clock in the morning, when people sleep most soundly, it is also the time when they are most sleepy. Mu Qingyu and Li Xiaoran are sitting on the chairs at the entrance of the intensive care unit.Mu Qingyu was restless and in a daze, leaning on Li Xiaoran's shoulder.

Although the two of them have been sitting quietly, Li Xiaoran stopped paying attention to Mu Qingyu's every move all the time, until he watched her dazedly, at the same time she was about to fall, he stretched out his arms, Hold her on your shoulders.

Stretching out his hand, he gently tugged at the coat that was draped over Mu Qingyu's shoulders. Li Xiaoran didn't dare to move any more, and kept his back leaning on the seat, tilting his head sideways, looking at Mu Qingyu's sleeping face.

Her long, black and beautiful hair was simply tied behind her back, and the few remaining strands that were not bound were also obediently attached to Mu Qingyu's fair face. The dark blue under her eyes was proof that she hadn't had a good rest.She closed her eyes, but her delicate brows were still tightly wrinkled, as if she was very unsteady.

Mu Qingyu had never been so close to him before. Li Xiaoran looked at the face in front of him, and wanted to reach out and touch it to prove that he was not dreaming. Just as he raised his hand, he suddenly realized that Mu Qingyu was fast asleep, so he had to go back to sleep. Put your raised hand down.

Li Xiaoran has always maintained a posture, in the silent hospital, from late night to dawn.A mobile phone rang, Mu Qingyu suddenly opened his eyes, sat up straight, Li Xiaoran supported Mu Qingyu's shoulders, and asked with concern: "Qingyu, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Mu Qingyu was indeed dreaming, and it was one dream after another.

As if immersed in the previous memories again, she felt that her heart was so heavy that she could hardly breathe, she wanted to find someone to talk to, she wanted someone to tell her why all this was happening!

She also seemed to see that when she was 16 years old, her father brought back a sister who was two years older than her.She had just graduated that day, and what she saw was her sister's face, which was somewhat similar to her own, deliberately pretending to be a good girl in front of her father!

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