The boss sends me money every day

Chapter 1765 She is Small
A man like him, although very busy, but what can put his life in danger.

Fang Jiamei remembered the news about the red light district again. In the photo, he was covered in blood and his eyes were empty. Could it be... related to that incident?

"You don't need to misunderstand, and you don't need to take care of it. I just repay her. She has helped me a lot." Mo Yiheng said in a low voice, without any intention of hiding.

Fang Jiamei bit her chopsticks and nodded, but fell into her own thoughts...

She seemed to be getting more and more curious about this man.

On the morning of the weekend, Mo Yiheng took her to the hospital to visit Sun Chu. Firstly, he didn't want Luo Xiaoying to say something to her, and secondly, he hoped that Sun Chu could give up on him.

Fang Jiamei bought a fruit basket at the entrance of the hospital, feeling very embarrassed, "Do you think this is too little? Should I go buy some nutrition or something?"

It's all because he told her to come and see someone when he arrived at the hospital gate, leaving her unprepared.

The other party was her husband's former savior.

Mo Yiheng held her hand and sighed: "She is undergoing treatment now, and she has a strong rejection reaction, and can't eat anything."

So it doesn't matter if you buy something or not.

Fang Jiamei was slightly dumb, and was speechless for a while.

It's hard for her to imagine why a good girl would go to work in such a night market, and her family is so difficult, and now she suffers from such a rare disease.

"You, why don't you help her find a job?" Standing in the elevator, Fang Jiamei asked in a low voice.

Since the other party is his savior, it shouldn't be difficult for him to arrange a decent and easy job for her, right?
Why didn't he?
Mo Yiheng lowered his eyebrows, his handsome face showed no expression, he took her hand and walked out without answering her question.

The entire building was quarantined to treat Sun Chu. Although breathing would not be contagious, Mo Yiheng still put on protective clothing and a mask for her.

Fang Jiamei felt weird, "You don't even wear it, so it's not good for me to dress like this?"

Mo Yiheng zipped her up and said calmly, "You are small and easy to get infected."

"What, what..." Fang Jiamei was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Who is small?

Who is small!
She is not young!
He followed Mo Yiheng to the ward, and before he got there, he saw that the medical staff were in a mess.

Mo Yiheng's face darkened, and he strode forward, "What's going on?"

"You are here, Mr. Mo. When we went to treat Ms. Sun just now, we found that she was gone. We called up the surveillance and found that she had gone to the rooftop." The nurse said in a panic.

roof...

Something flashed in Mo Yiheng's eyes, he turned and ran into the stairs——

It has entered autumn, the wind is cold, and the weather is gloomy, as if it could swallow you up at any time.

A group of people came to the roof, and saw that figure sitting on the edge of the roof from a distance, with his legs hanging down, and he could fall down anytime and anywhere.

Fang Jiamei and several female nurses were so frightened that they stood still and dared not go forward.

Mo Yiheng's eyes sank, and he walked forward slowly, looking at the slender figure, "Sun Chu."

The wind tousled her hair, and she turned her face slightly. Only a few days of treatment had already made her lose a lot of weight. Her pale face was devoid of any color, and her eyes were full of despair.

Looking at Mo Yiheng's figure, Sun Chu slightly traced a sad arc, "You are here, I knew you would come."

(End of this chapter)