It makes sense to grab a marriage: don't mess with the savage wife

Chapter 350 I Just Like Ning Yangui (3)

Yu Chiguang's movements were gentle, but extremely firm, and he opened Song Qingyi's hand on her shoulder, one finger after another.

Shouted in Mo Qing's direction: "Biao Mo."

Mo Qing originally looked at Song Qingyi and asked Yu Chiguang gently with his head down, and stayed where he was.

Now when Yu Chiguang called him, he reacted.

Seeing Mo Qing approaching, Yu Chiguang said again: "Brother Mo, I want to rest and be alone."

Directly ignored Song Qingyi.

It was clearly for Mo Qing to drive Song Qing out.

Song Qingyi had been staring at his hands in a daze just now.

Like Yu Chiguang, he is still in a daze until now, not knowing what he has done.

He wouldn't believe that he hit Yu Chiguang with his own hands.

However, the fact is that he really did something to Yu Chiguang.

"Fish..."

Yu Chiguang's footsteps towards the hospital bed paused, and then he continued to walk there as if he hadn't heard anything.

Seeing that Yu Chiguang ignored him, Song Qing turned to look at Mo Qing.

Mo Qing didn't give him a good face, but she understood what he meant.

He quickly took a step forward and said, "Yuyu, it's better to have breakfast before resting, how can you get better quickly if you eat well."

"Yeah." Yu Chiguang obediently responded, and then turned to eat breakfast.

Mo Qing has already brought out the breakfast, which is very rich and nutritious.

Yu Chiguang looked at it and actually got some appetite.

But her right hand was injured, and eating was already a problem.

Song Qingyi was going to get a spoon when he walked up, but was forced back by Yu Chiguang's indifferent eyes.

Yu Chiguang scooped the porridge with a spoon in her left hand, and Mo Qing put the appetizers into her spoon with chopsticks.

It doesn't take much effort to eat like this.

Looking at Yu Chiguang who seemed to have a big appetite, worry flashed in Mo Qing's eyes.

He couldn't hold back his mouth after all: "Yuyu..."

"Ah."

"Does it hurt?"

The porridge that Yu Chiguang had just stuffed into his mouth lost its original taste.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Song Qingyi who had been staring at her from the other side.

"I'm fine." Yu Chiguang swallowed another mouthful of porridge before saying this.

Mo Qing didn't ask any more questions.

Song Qingyi didn't leave until he finished eating the porridge.

Yu Chiguang ignored him directly.

Anan lay down on the bed, as if obedient to rest.

Mo Qing has other things to do, and it is impossible to guard Yu Chiguang all the time.

Before leaving, he only asked An Xian to accompany her.

Yu Chiguang responded happily with a smile.

And Mo Qing was even more worried.

Song Qingyi finally left with Mo Qing.

Lying on the bed, Yu Chiguang opened his eyes again when he heard the door close.

He reached out and touched Lao Gao's swollen half of his face.

Just now Mo Qing said that he would apply ice packs and medicine to her, but she refused on the pretext that it didn't hurt.

Saying it doesn't hurt is no excuse.

It really doesn't hurt.

It is the invisible wound that really hurts.

The hurt in the heart is invisible.

My arms and forehead, which had been aching before, no longer feel pain.

I can't feel the pain on my face.

I can just feel a burst of pain in my chest.
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Song Qingyi followed Mo Qing out of the ward, and stopped leaving.

Mo Qing looked at him with a dull expression, and couldn't bear to say anything harsh for a while.

The two stood silently for a while, then Mo Qing left.

Song Qingyi was left alone at the door of the ward.

He kept looking with his right hand up.

At the end, he already had a grim expression, and he punched the wall beside him.

Suddenly bloody.

(End of this chapter)