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Chapter 73

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    Lin Ya never knew that her heart was so soft.

    She never knew that one day, she could shed so many tears for the misery of others.

    Before that, she always thought that she was the most miserable in the whole world.  Although, she also knows that there are a lot of people who are worse than her, but she can't empathize with their situation.

    Tears kept flowing for no reason.  After crying for half an hour, Lin Ya returned to the ward.

    Kamia added sleep-promoting herbs to Morley's blindfold.  In the humidifier in the ward, essential oils that help sleep are also added.

    ?Wake up, wake up, sleep.  Repeatedly, Mo Li couldn't figure out whether he was in a dream or in reality.

    The nightmare is so clear that it seems to be there.  Those things that were desperately forgotten became vivid pictures in my mind.

    "Song Yu" Mo Li's hands fluttered in the air, and beads of sweat covered his forehead.

    "Song Yu"

    Lin Ya pricked up her ears, and after thinking for a while, she matched the names of Song Yu and Elvis that Mo Li was talking about.

    "Song Yu, don't"

    Mo Li waved his hand in pain, as if trying to push away something.

    "Let me go!"

    Lin Ya grabbed Mo Li's arm and shouted in his ear: "Wake up. Wake up. Wake up."

    She took off Mo Li's blindfold, turned on the bedside lamp, and let the warm orange light shine into Mo Li's half-closed eyes.

    In the haze, Mo Li seemed to see a pair of smiling eyes.

    "Qi May Dean!"

    After squeezing out these words with all his strength, Mo Li suddenly became quiet, then closed his eyes, and fell asleep again.

    In the second half of the night, Mo Li slept soundly and never woke up again.

    The next day, Lin Ya was woken up by the sound of the harmonica.  Even though it was a VIP ward, Mo Li was surrounded by five or six little dolls.  They were all wearing hospital gowns, and they were obviously also patients of this hospital.

    Mo Li played all nursery rhymes, and the tunes still ran endlessly, but finally slipped back on the watermelon rind.

    Accompanied by Morley's harmonica, the children drew quietly.  After the nurse finished her work, she came to claim the bunch of children.  When she walked to the door and heard the sound of Mo Li's harmonica, she forgot her purpose of coming.

    "Kris, who gave you permission to play the harmonica!"

    After a roar, Song Yu poked his head out of the crowd with difficulty.  Seeing Lin Yazheng looking at Mo Li with a nympho look on his face, he became more and more angry.

    "Didn't Garrison tell you? Before the test results come out, Kris can't get out of bed, can't be disturbed, and can't do strenuous exercise."

    Song Yu's eyes seemed to burst into flames.  If there were no people in the room, he might have swallowed Lin Ya alive on the spot.

    "I" Lin Ya was powerless to refute.  When Garrison told her the precautions, she kept thinking about what Morley had experienced in the past, and then she didn't listen to anything.

    "Wow!"

    The two children who were drawing were scared to cry by Song Yu's sudden roar.  Mo Li squatted down, picked up the colored paper, and folded two frogs.

    Then they blew two happy nursery rhymes, which made the two children burst into laughter.  Under Song Yu's gaze, the nurse tactfully took the children out of the ward.

    The moment the door closed, Song Yu pointed at Lin Ya's nose and muttered, "What's wrong with your cell phone? Did I tell you to keep your cell phone open at all times, and you can't refuse my calls"

    "Elvis, keep your voice down. It hurts my ears!" Mo Li covered his ears, barefoot, and hid in the corner of the wall.

    The room temperature is 28 degrees, and it's okay for Mo Li to go barefoot.  but¡­¡­

    "Kris, cold is born from your feet. Uncle Qin, how many times have you said it, why don't you have a long memory?"

    Mo Li turned on the bed helplessly, and wrapped himself up in a quilt, "Elvis, that, let's make a long story short. If you shout a few more words, Kamiya will probably give you an order to evict you again."

    Lin Ya followed Mo Li's line of sight, and saw Kamiya's slumped handsome face at the small transparent window.

    "The contract has been negotiated. Oak has given in."

    "Oh?" Mo Li raised his eyebrows.  This is strange, Oak would actually accept it all.  unless¡­¡­

    "What exchange did Ji Ning make with Oak in private?"

    Song Yu scratched his head, hesitated for a while, and gave up struggling.

    "During the contract period between you and a`n, she was in Canada and was solely responsible for a`n's legal affairs."

      "Oh! Anything else? If not, you go back."

    Mo Li's indifferent attitude made Song Yu's teeth itch with hatred.  Is this man the emperor?  How come you look like "playing early if you have something to do, and retreating to the court if you have nothing to do".

    Who did you learn all this from?

    After thinking about it carefully, Song Yu suddenly thought of himself.

    "One more thing. Before you go back to China, do you still want to visit the grave?"

    "go!"

    "Which day? I've booked this girl a flight in five days' time."

    Counting the days, Lin Ya has been in Canada for almost a week.  After returning to the country five days later, there was a jet lag after landing, and it was almost time to go to the examination room.

    "Shall I go with you too?" Mo Li thoughtfully.

    Song Yu gritted his teeth more and more, why does this guy think about leaving Canada all the time.

    Sensing the anger emanating from Song Yu, Mo Li hurriedly explained: "I want to return to China early to prepare for the performance, and there is no other meaning."

    There is no silver three hundred taels here!

    Song Yu's face became darker and darker.

    "Three days later, on the day of the death, I will visit the grave." Mo Li suddenly changed the subject.

    Seeing that the two of them were almost chatting, Kamiya finally broke in.  As soon as he came in, he gave Song Yu an uppercut, but Song Yu didn't get beaten obediently like yesterday.

    He quickly dodged Kamia's fist, swung the pillow beside him, and smashed it on Kamia's head.

    "Snapped!"

    The pillow hit Garrison right in the face as he stepped through the door.

    "Both of you, get out!" Garrison yelled, and the two of them slipped out in a playful manner.  Mo Li watched from the sidelines, his eyes turned into crescent moons.

    "Kris, why are you laughing. Be serious!" Kamiya complained outside the door.

    Mo Li smiled brighter and brighter.  With Kamiya accompanying him, Song Yu finally didn't have to be nervous all the time.

    To Song Yu, he really owed too much.

    Doing inspections is a time-consuming, labor-intensive and resource-consuming thing.  When all the inspections were done, it was dark again.  After Song Yu dealt with the urgent matter, he ran to the hospital to wait.

    The inspection results are the same as before, and all indicators are normal.

    It's just that Garrison always felt that something was wrong there.  But he couldn't tell what was wrong.

    After staying in the hospital for another two days, Song Yu finally discharged Mo Li.  When she was discharged from the hospital, Kamiya gave Mo Li a whip as usual, almost scaring to death the stray cats you were playing on the street.

    "Kris, take good care of yourself and don't get sick again. Every time you come, the nurses skip work to see you, and the dean is very angry."

    "It's you who want to be lazy, don't blame the nurses."

    "Say something nice."

    "byebye." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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