She stared at the glass door for a long time, then withdrew her gaze and walked outside.

At this time, in the hospital's top VIP ward, Chen An was lying on the hospital bed, the oxygen hood on his face was not removed, his starry eyes were closed, and the tube was connected to his side, and the yarn straps on his head were still bleeding.

The electrocardiogram next to it is fluctuating ups and downs.

The nurse pushed the door and there was a wet towel in the tray. She sucked the potion into the syringe and injected the man according to the dose.

Mo Nanjue stood by the side, staring at the nurse's movements.

The nurse pulled out the needle and took a towel to wipe it for Chen An.

Mo Nanjue reached out to take the towel and said, "Go out."

"Yes, Mr. Jue."

The nurse brought the door and Mo Nanjue sat down on the chair beside the bed. He held Chen An's hand, wiped the liquid on the back of his hand with a towel, and then passed through the warm water and applied the towel to the bruised area.

He raised his eyes and looked at the drop bottle, then turned his gaze on the electrocardiogram.

After a while, a knock on the door sounded outside, "Mr. Jue, are you here?"

"Come in."

The nurse leaned in and said, "The Chen family sent someone to transfer Young Master An out."

Mo Nanjue stood up, he nodded, "Okay."

"Mr. Jue, I want to change my clothes for Young Master An."

Mo Nanjue didn't raise his head, "I'll change it, you go out."

"yes."

Mo Nanjue came to the closet to get a set of clothes. He walked to the bed and his eyes fell on Chen An's face, "Can you still useless?"

Chen An still closed his eyes, and the mist sprayed on the oxygen hood was enough to make people sure that he was still alive. Mo Nanjue bent down and supported his hands on the side of his head, "But I just stabbed someone a few times. Aren't you shouting every day that you want to go out and have sex? How can you be so weak?"

Mo Nanjue knew that he could not speak now, so he swung his fist and hit him on the shoulder, "You better not sleep too long, otherwise you will get old when you wake up."

Chen An's eyelids jumped off, but there was still no response. Mo Nanjue withdrew his hand and picked up the clothes on the side.

...

Tong Ran drove to the door of the police station.

It was afternoon when she entered, and the police on duty were not in good condition. She briefly explained the purpose of the visit, and the other party refused, saying that Tong Minghai and Su Lan were both suspects at present and were still under investigation for evidence, so she could not see them.

Tong Ran sat inside for a long time, but the other party said he would not allow him to see him, but he would not let him see him. No matter how she said he was useless.

She came out of the police station and could not park at the door, so she parked the car to an intersection not far away and came to the parking place. Tong Ran looked around and found that the car was gone.

She reached out to her pocket, and when she got off the car, she didn't pull out the key.

Tong Ran raised her hand to her forehead, and the hot feeling made her tremble.

She looked up and found that she really had nowhere to go.

Who else can she find?

He was so hungry, but he wanted to vomit. Tong Ran reached out to press his hand against his stomach and walked forward.

Not far away is a pedestrian street. Today is a weekend. There are many people coming and going. Tong Ran walked on the street with his feet floating, and the dazzling light shone down from her head. She squinted her eyes lightly and felt dizzy.

Where to go?

Tong Ran walked very slowly, and was occasionally hit by the crowded crowd. She stumbled in the middle of the road. The laughter and joy of passers-by came into her eardrums, as if it was the biggest ridicule, sarcastic about her current situation.
Chapter completed!