After the divorce, Mr. Lu was addicted to clinging to her

Lin Mo blushed at Lu Wenfeng's teasing, and then regained his composure: "You think too much."

Lin Mo didn't know if he felt distressed.

It's just that he was injured because of saving himself. It would be a lie to say that she was not touched at all.

Seeing Lin Mo's blushing face, Lu Wenfeng raised his hand to touch the gauze on her neck, and when he was about to ask her about her situation, Lin Mo raised his hand and touched his neck: "It's just a scratch.

Withdrawing his hand, Lu Wenfeng looked at Lin Mo for a while, and then changed the subject: "Is it the patient's family in your hospital?"

call!Lin Mo breathed out with a little helplessness: "There is no hospitalization, the woman has congenital heart disease, and the two have never had children. The man has been poor and white in order to treat his wife these years."

"And the source of the heart is not so well matched. I just communicated with the hospital. What kind of decision to make, it can only depend on the hospital."

As a doctor, although he has been used to such things for a long time, every time he encounters such a family, Lin Mo still feels very sad and emotional.

With helplessness on Lin Mo's face, Lu Wenfeng asked, "Then what do you mean?"

Looking down at Lu Wenfeng, Lin Mo was silent for a moment, then slowly exhaled and said, "I just think that in this kind of society, with such feelings, such men are rare."

Working in a place like a hospital, Lin Mo has seen too many Leng Mo.

How many wives and children have been abandoned, Lin Mo doesn't want to think about those things anymore.

Lin Mo fell silent suddenly, Lu Wenfeng raised his hand, and gently touched her face.

Seeing him touching her with that injured hand again, Lin Mo exploded: "Lu Wenfeng, don't you have ears? Didn't the doctor tell you not to move that hand? Why don't you listen to my advice? , do you still want to leave the hospital?"

Lin Mo's nervousness made Lu Wenfeng amused.

For a long time, he hasn't seen Lin Mo like this for a long time, and he hasn't seen him care about himself for a long time.

Such Lin Mo seemed to bring Lu Wenfeng back to a few years ago when the two of them were still very close.

Lu Wenfeng smiled, and Lin Mo realized that he was too nervous and restless just now.

So he immediately regained his composure and asked him in a low voice, "Are you hungry?"

Lu Wenfeng said softly, "Not hungry."

Glancing at the wall clock on the wall, seeing that it was only 03:30 in the afternoon, Lin Mo withdrew his gaze: "Then I'll go back to the office first, and come to see you later."

"Yes." Lu Wenfeng calmly agreed.

Standing up as if nothing had happened, when Lin Mo turned and walked towards the door, he suddenly turned around again, looked at Lu Wenfeng and asked, "Are you sure you don't want to tell Mom them?"

Lu Wenfeng: "No need."

With Lu Wenfeng's confirmation again, Lin Mo nodded and said yes, then gently closed the door and left.

On the hospital bed, Lu Wenfeng's eyes did not look away for a long time, until Lin Mo's figure disappeared from his sight, Lu Wenfeng's eyes still did not look back.

After coming back for so long, she turned and left so many times, and today was the first time she looked back at him.

For a while, Lu Wenfeng was flattered.

It wasn't until the nurse came to check the medicine that he came back to his senses.

In the office, after Lin Mo went back, his mood did not return to calm for a long time.

She didn't expect to meet Lu Wenfeng today, and she didn't expect Lu Wenfeng to block the knife for her.

Thinking of the situation where he hugged himself into his arms, Lin Mo's mood became complicated again.

In the evening, when she finished her work and went to Lu Wenfeng's ward, she saw Lu Wenfeng sitting in front of the desk busy with work before she entered, and her injured hand was also typing on the computer keyboard.

In the situation before him, Lin Mo yelled at him at the top of his voice, "Lu Wenfeng."

Did he ignore what the doctor said in the afternoon and what he explained to him?

When Lin Mo roared, Lu Wenfeng looked up at her, unhurriedly, and said indifferently, "It's not that serious."

Frowning and looking at someone, Lin Mo is angry!

So I didn't bother to care about him and said: "Okay, it's not that serious, then take care of yourself!"

After finishing speaking angrily, she turned around and slammed the door and left.

Inside the room, Lu Wenfeng looked helpless.

Although he was working, he did what he could.

But thinking that Lin Mo was angry because he was worried about him, Lu Wenfeng immediately felt refreshed, and continued typing on the keyboard with his hands hanging in the air.

However, thinking of Lin Mo's anger just now, Lu Wenfeng thought it was better to forget it.

When he turned off the computer, Lin Mo came back angrily with a sullen face.

Bang!She slammed the door of the room, and Lin Mo walked up to Lu Wenfeng coldly, and without saying a word, closed his notebook with a click.

Lin Mo's overbearing, Lu Wenfeng couldn't help but a slight smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, he touched the cigarettes and matches on the table and was about to light them, but Lin Mo coldly took his cigarettes and matches and threw them into the trash can.

This time, the smile on the corner of Lu Wenfeng's mouth was obviously bigger: "I'm not short-tempered."

Too lazy to pay attention to him, Lin Mo gave him a blank look, and changed the subject: "I ordered takeaway for you, and it will be delivered later."

"Yeah!" Looking at Lin Mo calmly, he obviously had a bad face and was extremely impatient with him, but Lu Wenfeng was rarely in a good mood.

After roughly picking up the ward, the takeaway was delivered immediately.

Lin Mo put the food on the table as if nothing had happened, and passed the bowl and chopsticks to Lu Wenfeng as if nothing had happened, everything was so natural, so taken for granted.

It was as if they had never been apart for those five years.

Seeing Lu Wenfeng serve the meal with his left hand, Lin Mo's brows immediately darkened: "Didn't Doctor Liu tell you not to move that hand, why don't you always listen."

Lu Wenfeng looked up at her, and just stared at her without speaking.

His temperament, his status, let him eat at the table?

Looking at each other, looking at Lu Wenfeng's understated eyes, Lin Mo really couldn't imagine Lu Wenfeng eating without arms and legs, so he simply reached out and took the bowls and chopsticks in his hand.

"Open your mouth." Passing a spoonful of food to his mouth, she ordered coldly.

From Lin Mo's bluntness, Lu Wenfeng still saw tenderness and the shadow of the past.

He fed Lu Wenfeng unhurriedly. Seeing him staring at him, Lin Mo asked without emotion, "Why are you always staring at me when you eat?"

Raising his hand to brush Lin Mo's loose hair in front of his eyebrows, Lu Wenfeng said casually: "You feed me, I don't look at you, I'm going to see someone."

Lin Mo showed disgust, scooped up a spoonful of rice and handed it to his mouth.

With his eyes still on Lin Mo's face, Lu Wenfeng asked calmly, "What about taking a shower later?"