Tong Ran smiled and shook her head, "It's no longer hurt, it's already gone."

Mo Nanjue pressed the back of her head and leaned over to kiss her forehead lightly. Tong Ran's face turned red and he hurriedly pushed him away, "Someone is here!"

Mo Nanjue turned around coldly, "Who dares to say anything?"

Mo Beiyan hurriedly held Mo Yaochen and stood up, and walked straight to the restaurant with big and small figures, "Eating, I was so hungry that I was blinded. Anyway, I didn't see anything."

Mo Yaochen raised his little hand when he heard this, "I saw it, I just... um!"

Mo Beiyan covered his mouth and pressed his little head into his arms, "We didn't see it."

Tong Ran: "..."

Mo Nanjue glanced at her. Tong Ran was afraid that he would do something again, so he hurriedly pulled him up, "I'm so hungry, too."

Mo Nanjue pulled her into his arms.

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the door, and the man in black opened the door, Li Qin strode in, "Young Master."

Mo Nanjue's face slightly raised, "Are you discharged from the hospital so soon?"

"The injury is almost gone," Li Qin walked in after changing his shoes. His arms and shoulders were still wrapped in gauze, but it was fine. "It's not safe to stay in the hospital all the time. I still want to come back here early."

Mo Nanjue glanced at him, and without saying anything, he hugged Tong Ran and turned toward the restaurant, "Come here to have a meal."

Li Qin was stunned, "Young Master, it's okay, I..."

"You are not allowed to celebrate just after being discharged from the hospital. Besides, you are also trying to protect Tong Ran," Mo Nanjue smiled faintly and came to the dining table, "Don't be polite, just have a meal, and you are not asking you to see Xie Yanghua."

Li Qin was shocked and raised his head in disbelief.

He...what did he say?

Mo Nanjue pulled away the chair and sat down. He turned around and said, "What are you doing while standing there?"

It turned out to be just a joke.

Li Qin breathed no trace of relief, and he also came to the dining table to sit down. Mo Yaochen held the chopsticks and knocked on the bowl. Mo Beiyan carried him to his lap. He would not feed him. The two of them stuffed each other's mouths, making the table full of them.

It looks very much like a funny father and son.

Tong Ran held a tissue to help him wipe it, but he couldn't insert it at all, so he gave up.

Mo Nanjue brought a bowl of hot soup to her and "drink it."

Tong Ran took the spoon obediently, and she was almost used to it when she was eating. Men even knew more about what Mo Nanjue gave her, her taste and preferences, than herself.

Li Qin held the chopsticks and did not move. Seeing this, Mo Nanjue glanced at him, "I have been staying in the hospital for a while and can't even eat?"

Li Qin: “…”

Tong Ran scooped a bowl of pork rib soup and handed it to him, "Drinking more will be good for wound healing."

"Thank you, Miss Tong."

Li Qin took the soup bowl, he raised his head and suddenly asked, "Miss Tong, have your injuries been much better?"

"I'm completely healed. I was not shot. They were all skin injuries and bones," Tong Ran's eyebrows sagged slightly. "I hurt a lot of people... Just be fine if you're fine."

Li Qin smiled and buried his head in his meal. He secretly glanced at Tong Ran. It was normal to see that she and Mo Nanjue were talking and laughing, and there was no sign of anything wrong.

But that night in the hospital, Su Qingtian came to his ear and told him that he had already defiled the poison on Tong, so he asked him to knock Luo Xiao into the ward first. Could it be that they were all lying to him?
Chapter completed!