Seeing the man leaving, she suddenly panicked and subconsciously grabbed his hand.

Mo Yesheng saw the thin white little hand on his wrist, and his mind was rippling. He resisted the urge to hold her little hand and asked calmly: "What's wrong?"

She moved and wanted to call him to stay.

But thinking of his depression, he finally let go of his hand: "No, nothing."

When the man heard this, a flash of loss flashed in his eyes.

"Then you rest first, I'll leave."

Mo Yesheng looked at her deeply with his dark eyes, and turned around and walked out.

His leg injury has not yet healed completely, so he can only walk barely on his crutch.

Gu Xinfei looked at the crutch with a deep look, her vision gradually blurred.

She suddenly turned her head, covered her mouth, and tried her best to endure the soreness in her heart.

"Mo Yesheng..."

Hearing her voice coming from behind, he stopped happily, holding the crutch tightly with his fingers, and felt strong expectation in his heart.

"Dr. Cen said I can be discharged from the hospital. I plan to be discharged tomorrow and then move to the apartment."

In an instant, he felt like his heart was pinched by a big hand, and more and more surging pain spread from his heart.

Are you really planning to separate from him?

The words I wanted to question were right to my mouth, but I couldn't say them, for fear of irritating her.

Dr. Cen said that her self-abuse and depression is getting worse and worse, and everything must be followed.

But he couldn't bear to part with her!

After a while, the man said, "Well, the apartment is ready for you. Don't refuse, this is my last limit!"

Gu Xinfei looked at the man's tall back, her eyes gradually wet and she nodded slowly: "Okay!"

...

Since the conversation that day, she moved into the new apartment he had prepared for herself the next day.

Tang Ling stayed with her and was responsible for her daily life and diet.

She knew she could not refuse, otherwise Mo Yesheng would not agree to her move out.

During lunch, Dr. Cen came over and gave her a test.

"Madam, this is what you asked me to give you, scar removal ointment."

Concubine Gu looked at the ointment in her hand and said lightly: "Let it go there!"

Dr. Cen pursed her and wanted to persuade her, but when she thought of her depression, she didn't say much in the end.

"Madam, please use it slowly. I'll go to the bathroom and leave."

"Well, Tang Ling, please take Dr. Cen there!"

Dr. Cen nodded slightly and followed Tang Ling to the bathroom.

In the dining room, Gu Xinfei looked at the ointment on the table, her eyes were deep, and she was stunned for a while and did not move.

After a while, Dr. Cen came out of the bathroom and saw that the dining table was empty, and even the ointment that was originally placed on the table disappeared.

"Actually, my wife has you in her heart, and maybe she can't help but make trouble with you." Tang Ling came out from behind Dr. Cen, looked at the empty dining table, and spoke.

Dr. Cen is older than them and has experienced a lot of things, so he naturally understands it.

"There are no couples who don't quarrel? Besides, the wife is pregnant now and has a little temper. After a while, they will always get better!" At least she believes that after the baby is born, the relationship between the two will no longer be like this now.

Since she moved into the apartment, she always felt like she was living in a castle every night, and there was a stove next to her that warmed her.

But every morning I think about it, there is nothing around me, and there is no one at all.

What's wrong with her?

In fact, I would fantasize that Mo Yesheng would come tonight.
Chapter completed!