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Chapter 4 She wants to live, what about you?

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    The wound was getting more and more painful, Mo Li gasped twice with a "hiss", and his face became more and more ugly.  His hands were pressed against the wound, and fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

    "You look uncomfortable. I'll call that brother and take you to the hospital." Lin Ya said in a low voice, got up and was about to go to the kitchen.

    Mo Li grabbed her hand, shook his head and said, "No."

    How can I go back after finally escaping from the hospital?

    Mo Li turned 30 degrees to the left and back, turned sideways, and the floor lamp next to the rocking chair happened to light up.  The warm yellow light gave his pale face a yellow halo, and his face looked like a normal person who was not sick.

    "I'm finereally!" Mo Li smiled lightly.

    If it weren't for the scalding temperature from his hand, Lin Ya would almost believe his nonsense.

    "You really know how to think!"

    Lin Ya shook his hand away, rummaged in the corner for a long time, and finally found a thermometer and a box of anti-inflammatory drugs.

    "Two choices, one, take your temperature and take medicine, I will not report you to that brother; two, take your temperature and take medicine, I will ask that brother to take you to the hospital later."

    "Is there any difference in your choice?" Mo Li covered his wound dumbfounded.

    "Yes! One is not necessarily going to the hospital, the other is definitely going to the hospital."

    "You really are" Mo Li smiled wryly and fell silent.  The trouble of saving yourself, you have to suffer even if you kneel.

    He obediently took his temperature and drank anti-inflammatory medicine.  Originally thinking that Lin Ya could stay in peace for a while, this little girl, holding alcohol and iodine, knelt down on the carpet and forcibly lifted his sweater.

    "Girl, this is not the way to flirt!"

    Mo Li grabbed her wrist, preventing her from succeeding.

    Lin Ya didn't resist either, and let him hold her hand.  She glanced at the kitchen and threatened seriously: "Do you want me to sterilize your wound, or let that brother take you to the hospital and let the nurse sterilize you?"

    "You" Mo Li hesitated to speak.  This girl is very good at focusing.  Threatened him twice about taking him to the hospital.

    "Give me something, I'll make it myself!"

    "Are you sure? That brother, he will poke his head out from time to time to observe the movement. I just turned my back to him, blocking your sight!" Lin Ya smiled slyly.

    She hunched her back and rested her head on the armrest of the rocking chair, and Mo Li happened to meet Song Yu's staring eyes.  He grabbed Lin Ya's shoulders with both hands, and lifted her up, "Be good as a human body shield!"

    Lin Ya gave him an "ok" gesture, and gently rolled up his shirt.

    As a nurse's daughter, she has seen many postoperative wounds.  Although she was not surprised, she was still surprised by the nearly ten centimeter long wound on Mo Li's abdomen.  Around the wound, there are red bumps all over.

    A cotton swab dipped in alcohol was rolled around the wound, and the white cotton was stained with light red blood.

    "Did the stitches break?" Lin Ya's heart stopped for two seconds.

    She bent down, widened her eyes to the maximum, and stared at the wound intently.  Her head was pressed against Mo Li's chest, and Mo Li didn't dare to move for a moment.  This girl, does she know that the relationship between men and women is unclear!

    Mo Li's skin was dry. Apart from the chapped cracks beside the surgical wound, there was also a bloodshot crack one centimeter above the navel.

    Holding a cotton swab on the suture wound, rolled it twice, and after confirming that there were no cracks in the suture, Lin Ya breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it's just frostbite!"

    "Little girl, have you read it? Look again, and I will make a promise to you!" Mo Li said with a smile.

    "Madman!" Lin Ya lowered her head, not daring to look into Mo Li's eyes.

    Even if they didn't look at each other, she could still feel the smile on Mo Li.  From the time we met to now, except for the dispute with Song Yu, he was almost always smiling.  Even though he was gasping for air in pain, there was a faint smile on his face.

    "Madman" Lin Ya's hands were trembling uncontrollably, her nose was sore, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

    The flesh next to the wound is red and pink, the wound must have been newly added within ten days.  This guy's own illness is not cured, so he went into the water to save her, is he really desperate?

    No wonder Song Yu wanted to lose his temper with her!

    She couldn't think about it, why did she implicate others?

    Lin Ya's teardrops burst out one after another.

    Morley suddenly lost his mind.  Not afraid of the sky, not afraid of the earth, not afraid of death, he, Mo Li, is afraid of the girl crying.

    the"Okay, why are you crying? I'm still alive, so I don't need you to cry!" Mo Li smiled and handed Lin Ya a tissue.

    Looking at the tissue, Lin Ya cried even harder.

    "I'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorry" Lin Ya repeated in a low voice.

    "Since you feel sorry for me, are you going to give me your body? Or give me all your wealth as a thank you gift?"

    Mo Li rubbed his sore ears, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

    Puberty is not menopause. Why is this little girl's emotional changes like riding a roller coaster, with nine turns and eighteen changes?

    "I'll tell you one last time. Whether I have a fever, an inflamed wound, or be hospitalized in the future, it's not your fault."

    Lin Ya raised her eyes and stopped crying, "But, you are because of me"

    "Before I went into the water to save you, I expected the consequences. This is my choice and has nothing to do with you. You should not be emotional."

    "That's right, little sister. If you really feel guilty, why not cook for this guy every day. This is more real than crying!" Song Yu poked his head out and laughed.

    "This guy, no one is watching, either he doesn't eat, or he eats instant noodles. As far as the self-care ability of that elementary school student is concerned, he is really ashamed of his age."

    "Song Yu, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!"

    Mo Li raised his hand and threw a magazine to where he was standing.

    "Go cook your noodles, don't mix them. Also, I don't eat spicy food, so don't make it spicy."

    "Who will feed you, a lunatic!" Song Yu hummed softly, retracting his head like a turtle shrinking its shell.

    After Song Yu's interruption, Lin Ya's mood completely calmed down.

    "That I don't have any money on me, and I don't look very good-looking. If you don't mind, as long as you live here, every weekend, I will come to wash and cook for you, as a thank you gift?"

    "Little sister, your suggestion is good. But, you'd better come at least three days a week." Song Yu tilted his head and smiled.

    Mo Li raised his hand and threw another magazine over, "What are you talking about!"

    Lin Ya thought for a while, then nodded, "Then I will come over from Monday to Saturday for evening self-study. I will be here all day on Sunday. I will prepare the second meal in advance and put it in the refrigerator."

    "That's the best!" Song Yu gave Lin Ya a wink.

    Mo Li directly threw a record over this time, "Shut up. She's serious."

    "That's the best. You are not a saint, and you don't ask for anything in return for doing good deeds."

    "I didn't expect her to thank me!"

    "Then why did you save her? Is it really because you used too much anesthetic and broke your brain?" Song Yu asked curiously, his eyes were full of coldness.

    Mo Li sighed softly, met Shang Lin Yan's restless eyes, and said with a smile: "Because, she called for help. I will go to save her!"

    "Then why didn't you save the girl who fell into the water before?"

    "They didn't let me save them!"

    "Is there a difference?"

    "One just wants to die, the other wants to live, do you think there is any difference?"

    "how about you?"

    When Song Yu changed the subject, Mo Li's Adam's apple moved, but he couldn't make a sound.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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