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Chapter 139 Precise Stepping on Thunder

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    Although Song Yu was extremely reluctant to let Meng Ziming see Lin Ya, but Mo Li opened his mouth, and he couldn't refuse after all.  Just in case, Song Yu asked Meng Ziming to turn off his phone before seeing Lin Ya.  The meeting process is monitored throughout.

    At the same time, before the matter is completely resolved, Mo Li cannot go to see Lin Ya without authorization.

    Around ten o'clock in the morning the next day, Song Yan took Meng Ziming to Mo Li's ward first.  When they went, Mo Li was changing her dressing.  There were two long and thin scars on her white arms.  One was very light in color and looked old; the other had just scabbed over and was obviously newly added.

    The wound on the arm looks scary, but it will scab over and heal in time.

    However, the injury on the finger is not so easy to heal.

    Mo Li slowly clenched his fingers into fists, and then slowly let go.  So repeatedly, tirelessly.  Every time he clenched his fist, he felt cold sweat on his forehead in pain.

    "Don't force it." Liu Qin couldn't stand it anymore.  The results of the x-rays were far from satisfactory.

    Even if the old injury does not recur, it will take at least three months for the hand to fully recover.  The premise is that Mo Li takes medicine on time, insists on doing rehabilitation, and does not add new injuries.

    "Don't move around, or I'll call Elvis." Liu Qin tightened his bandage suddenly, and Mo Li couldn't move his hand for an instant.

    "Do you want to threaten me with Elvis every time?" Mo Li pouted helplessly.  Song Yu was really nagging.

    Liu Qin put on the same helpless expression as Mo Li, "Do you think I want to? If you are so obedient, do I need to go to that chatterbox? Listening to his nagging, I will go halfway  dead."

    Song Yan took Meng Ziming and sat obediently aside. The two stared at each other without speaking.  Because of the pain, Mo Li couldn't care about them.

    After more than half an hour, Liu Qin left the ward sweating profusely.  Mo Li's hand was wrapped into a big rice dumpling again, as if three layers of plaster had been cast on it.

    Song Yan stared at Mo Li's hand curiously, and Mo Li stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, "Is it strange that I look like this?"

    "It's okay. It's just that it's rare to see your hand hurt, and I'm surprised, that's all."

    Song Yan didn't even think about what she said.  Seeing that Mo Li's eyes were wrong, she secretly yelled that something was wrong.  What kind of brains did she have, she stepped on the thunder directly.

    Mo Li's hands were not something she could talk about.

    "Hand, is the injury serious? Looking at you, you seem to be very uncomfortable. You need to"

    In the middle of speaking, Meng Ziming was covered by Song Yan.

    "Kris, he didn't mean anything malicious. Really" Song Yan was almost out of breath.  Meng Ziming, do you want to step on the thunder so accurately?

    Mo Li covered his arms with his coat, and smiled politely, "What are you looking for me for?"

    "Do you know, patients, you need to be quiet. Be quiet!" Song Yu was so angry that the top of his head was about to smoke.

    Qin Zhilong stood in the center anxiously, looking left and right.  Song Yan and Qin Muxuan gave him a side profile together.  The "it's not my fault" expressions of the two of them were silently throwing the blame on him.

    "Youdo you know the seriousness of the matter? Or, I have to contact Qin Tao in person!"

    As long as the person involved is not himself, watching Song Yu go crazy is quite interesting.

    Song Yan and Qin Muxuan raised the corners of their lips together.  Mo Li looked around from left to right, just in time to see the tacit understanding of these two mysterious smiles.

    These two cheating fellows have a perfect understanding.

    "Hahaha" Mo Li accidentally laughed.

    "Elvis, you are the loudest now!"

    "The surname Mo you"

    "Okay, okay, Xiaoyan is also afraid that I will be bored, so I will go crazy with the two of them, which makes me happy."

    A cold arrow suddenly hit Song Yan's chest.  Song Yan almost vomited blood.  The speed at which Mo Li betrayed her was comparable to the speed of light.  He didn't hesitate at all.

    Obviously, Qin Muxuan started this head.

    "Song Yan, you come here!" Song Yu hooked Song Yan angrily, this girl really became more and more unruly.

    Song Yan involuntarily pulled the corner of Mo Li's clothes, and cast him a begging look.  In this world, only Mo Li can restrain his brother.  Mo Li spread his hands and pushed her forward.

    "Kris, you" Song Yan opened her mouth in disbelief.

    This guy is really determined to sell her.

    "Hey" Song Yan puffed up her cheeks helplessly.  Eyes wide open like goldfish??.

    In terms of height, she can't compare to her brother; in terms of aura, she can't compare to her brother; but in terms of eye size, she wins.

    When not talking, the size of the eyes is the comparison, isn't it!

    Song Yan was the only one who could stand in a stalemate with Song Yu for more than 20 seconds.  It's been a long time since I saw such a funny scene, and Mo Li laughed so hard that his stomach hurts.

    In the silent room, Molina's endless laughter echoed all the time.

    Mo Li's laughter was the most effective fire extinguisher to extinguish Song Yu's anger.  Seeing his stupid look about to laugh and cry, Song Yu suddenly forgot what he was going to say.  Mo Li gave Song Yan a look, and in an instant, she disappeared outside the ward with the two brothers of the Qin family.

    When Song Yu came back to his senses, he couldn't find anyone to reprimand him.

    "That girl was spoiled by you!" Song Yu muttered dissatisfied.  The corners of his eyes and brows were stained with a smile.

    "That's not because you are willing to let me spoil her!" Mo Li raised his eyebrows, with a proud look of "don't try to blame me".

    Song Yu was responsible for 70% of Song Yan's fuss, Zeng Yue was responsible for 25%, and the other 5% was not all his responsibility.

    "You still have the spirit to reason with me. It seems that you are recovering well. This is also a good thing." Song Yu sighed tiredly.  This time, things were really much trickier than imagined.

    He contacted everyone who could be contacted, but no one dared to stand up at this juncture.  Lin Ya's side was also choked up, and Chen Jianyi could hardly bear the pressure anymore.  It was a certainty that Lin Ya would be expelled from school.

    Although Lin Ya has already woken up, she does not eat, drink, sleep or talk now, she is no different from a puppet.  Lin Jianhui is now also contacting the media, claiming that Mo Li abducted his daughter.

    The easiest public relations method now is to put all the responsibility on Lin Ya. With her current mental state, she can't justify herself.  Even if she can say something, she doesn't have the strength to compete with the public relations team of lp group.

    Back then, the high-definition video of Mo Li going into the water to rescue Lin Ya was still in his hands.

    Taking this as a guide, it was easy for him to pour all the dirty water on Lin Ya.

    It's just that, in this way, Lin Ya's life is completely ruined.

    If he did this privately, Mo Li might tear himself apart.  This guy never intentionally hurt others for his own benefit.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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