Chu Han was so distraught that she finally went to the hospital.

It was already three o'clock in the night when Wen Xin and Jun Mohan returned home. Huge grief spread over the two of them, and neither of them spoke the whole way.

The sudden death of a loved one plunges their world into despair.

When the puppy heard that its owner was back, it stretched out excitedly and jumped down from its little bed, running towards Wen Xin. It put its front legs on her legs and tried to jump up and kiss her face.

"Go, go," Jun Mohan pushed it aside with his feet, and said calmly to Wen Xin: "Go to bed early, you have to go to work tomorrow."

"I will take care of Noila Mo's matter."

When it came to going to work, Wen Xin nodded dully. To be honest, she didn't have the energy to go to work at the moment.

She didn't get along with Jun Morou for a long time, but she always treated her as a biological sister. She was very sad when her sister died.

But she couldn't do it without going to work. They admitted her under special circumstances and gave her this opportunity. She couldn't give up and betray the trust others had in her.

Especially this person is Wang Dong.

She raised her head and said to Jun Mohan: "Uncle, please forgive me."

"Ok, I know."

Jun Morou was not dead. Because she was rejected by Jiang Yan, she was not interested in going to work. When she was about to get on the plane, she was stopped by the flight attendant and asked someone else to change flights with her. The girl died on her behalf.

After drinking all afternoon, she felt dizzy. She glanced at her cell phone, which was turned off. She stumbled up, charged her cell phone, and went downstairs alone.

It's dark.

After taking a taxi and arriving at the hospital, she still had a trace of reason. The late night wind blew on her body, making her shiver with cold.

She wanted to go to the hospital, but her stomach was turbulent. She covered her chest and ran to the side. She accidentally bumped into someone and vomited the vomit directly towards Jiang Yan, who was dressed in casual clothes.

"ah!"

Jiang Yan fell back in disgust. His white coat was all covered in vomit. He shook the dirt off his clothes, quickly took off his clothes and stuffed them into the trash can next to him.

Wanting to get mad, he raised his head and saw Jun Morou, who was still vomiting and looking pale.

He thought he had seen it wrong and approached.

Instant ecstasy.

He immediately walked over and held her shoulders and said: "Jun Morou, Jun Morou, you are not dead."

Jun Morou raised the back of her hand to wipe her mouth, then raised her head slightly, with a hint of drunken red on her face, and looked at him with timid eyes and said, "Are you Dr. Jiang?"

"Yes, I am Jiang Yan, why did you drink yourself like this?"

"A girl can't drink alone, don't you know?"

"Do you understand what danger is? Especially for a beautiful girl like you."

Jiang Yan's endless chatter annoyed Jun Morou, so she slapped him in the face, making her stagger.

"No, you are not Dr. Jiang. Dr. Jiang will not be so gentle. He doesn't like me..."

"He hates me."

"Why?" Jiang Yan frowned and said calmly: "I don't hate you, I..."

She pouted, pushed Jiang Yan away, and stumbled towards the stairs. She accidentally kicked the steps and leaned her whole body forward.

"Be careful," Jiang Yan choked, dropped his backpack and ran towards her. He picked her up when she was about to fall, and the two of them fell down the steps.

With the backrest in place, Jun Morou lay comfortably on his body and began to fall asleep.

"Damn it, wake up."

Without making a sound, she changed to a more comfortable position and lay in his arms. She also lifted his feet and stuffed her feet under his legs, letting him hold them down.

His hands restrained his waist.

Sleeping comfortably in his arms.

At this moment, the security guard came over and jokingly said: "Dr. Jiang, why don't you idiots just stay here?"

"If I take it off, I won't freeze to death."

Jiang Yan was speechless and scolded her coldly: "You can't see? Why are you standing here? Help! This woman is drunk. I just saved her life and she wrapped me around like a sleeping bag."

"Haha, that's it, here it comes."

The security guard came over and saw Jun Morou's slender legs sandwiching Jiang Yan's waist under her long skirt. He said with a smile: "Doctor Jiang, with her posture, I shouldn't be able to pry her away."

"What are you doing with that playful smile? Pull her away quickly."

The security guard muttered, "It's not like pulling out carrots."

"She is just a carrot to me, hurry up."

The security guard tried to lift Jun Morou up, but she was too tight around Jiang Yan and couldn't pull him out.

Jiang Yan tried to pull away, but when he moved, the woman on him was like a snake. She pressed her legs on his waist again, tightening her hands without forgetting, and the breath from the nose spread in his throat.

He felt that his bad temper was about to explode, and it had already surged to the top of his head. He urged the security guard irritably, "Hurry up and get someone to send this woman to my office."

With the two security guards taking turns to guard, they finally forced Jun Morou and Jiang Yan to separate. Jiang Yan carried her into the dormitory and called Wen Xin.

After tossing and turning for an hour, Wen Xin still hadn't fallen asleep. She was watching the plane news and felt her heart go cold. Just then, Jiang Yan called on her cell phone. She frowned and turned over.

"Hey, Doctor Jiang, what's wrong at this late hour?"

Listening to his beloved's voice, Jiang Yan felt a little pain in his heart, but he still said calmly: "Mo Rou..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wen Xin, "She has left. No one will bother you in the future."

"No, I mean Noila Mo is not dead."

not dead?

The faint tears in Wen Xin's eyes fell instantly because of these two words. She couldn't help but said anxiously: "You mean Jun Morou is not dead?"

"Yes, she was drunk and resting in my office. I couldn't wake her up and I didn't know her home address, so I called you."

"LOL really?"

"Okay, okay, I'll come right away, woo woo~~"

Wen Xin cried and smiled at the same time: "Thank you, our family has been suffering for a long time because of her. Thank you, please help me take care of her."

"Well, don't worry about me!"

Wenxin hung up the phone and ran barefoot towards Jun Mohan's room without even having time to put on his shoes.

"Uncle, uncle, wake up quickly."

Jun Mohan, who had not slept, walked over and opened the door. When he saw Wen Xin's face full of tears, he was crying and laughing at the same time. He frowned, his eyes fell on her bare feet, and he picked her up and walked towards his bedroom.

go.

"Wait a minute, uncle, what are you doing?"

Wen Xin was so frightened that she could not speak coherently, her big eyes looked timid. Thinking of the kiss on the Ferris wheel yesterday, she couldn't help but put her hands on his neck.

Putting her down, Jun Mohan said calmly: "You are not allowed to go barefoot in the future."

A commanding tone.

"Oh! I forgot about the real thing. Noila Mo is not dead."

Jun Mohan blinked his eyes, his eyes were filled with sorrow, "There is no need to comfort me on this matter. I am a man, and I am not so fragile that I have to live or die."

"Really, uncle, Jun Morou is not dead. She is in the hospital. She is very nice," Wen Xin smiled, and then she saw a trace of expectation burning in his sad eyes.

"Who said that?"

"Jiang Yan."

Jun Mohan's mood was like a roller coaster, falling from the sky to the ground, and then flying from the ground to the sky, intertwined with each other. Looking at Wen Xin's smiling eyes, he said anxiously: "Mo Rou is not dead? Is it true?"

"Really, Jiang Yan called me to tell me that Noila Mo is in his office now, drunk."

"God, uncle, I'm so happy that Noila Mo is not dead."

Jun Mohan was ecstatic, he picked her up and helped her put on her shoes and clothes, serving her like a child, and the whole action was done in one go.

He said urgently: "Wait for me here, I'll call home."

In Jiang Yan's office, Jun Mohan looked at his sister on the bed, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to Jiang Yan, "Thank you for taking in my sister this time."

"It doesn't matter, it will be dawn soon, you can take her away!"

"Well!" Jun Mohan walked over Jiang Yan towards the bed, and Wenxin said to Jiang Yan: "Doctor Jiang, Noila Mo didn't do anything extreme!"

Thinking of Jun Morou treating him as food and pestering him like an octopus, he felt a headache and said, "No."

"That's good, we'll take her back right now."

Jiang Yan looked at her quietly for a long time.

This scene happened to be caught by Jun Mohan. He frowned and leaned forward to hug Jun Morou with some annoyance.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, Jun Morou closed her eyes and resisted: "I don't want you, I want Doctor Jiang."

"Dr. Jiang, give me a hug."
Chapter completed!