Chapter 660

Lin mo'an didn't sleep heavily. He felt a heavy shoulder. He woke up with a movement. His eyes were bright and beautiful, and his voice was bleary and hoarse: "so early?"

Shen Youran looked at his tired face: "didn't sleep all night?"

His brows were full of fatigue, his eyes were covered with bloodstains, his shirt under his coat had obvious wrinkles, and his chin was covered with shallow stubbles.

Lin mo'an put Lin Xia's hand into the quilt: "I talked with her for a while."

Look at his appearance, which is a moment, a look is a whole night.

Shen Youran handed the bag containing the toiletries to him: "go wash, I brought you breakfast."

Lin took off his clothes from his shoulders and put them on the back of his chair. He carried the bag and went into the bathroom. After a few minutes, he came out. The whole person was more relaxed than before.

She looked back. "Why don't you shave?"

Lin mo'an touched his chin with indifference, and some pricked his hand: "I went too fast. I forgot to bring a razor."

Shen Youran knows that he probably got a call from her and ordered a ticket back home. In a hurry, he didn't remember those little things.

She took the box out of the bag: "come and have breakfast. It's still hot."

Lin mo'an went to take breakfast and sat down on the sofa. He ate slowly.

Shen Youran poured water on the table beside him: "did she react?"

Lin mo'an chewed his mouth for a meal and shook his head dejectedly. The things in his mouth were like chewing wax, and he didn't know what to eat.

She gently comforted a few words, Lin mo'an did not know whether to listen, has not said a word, he casually ate two mouthfuls, drank a glass of water did not move again.

Shen Youran picks up the lunch box and throws it into the garbage basket to buy him a razor and aftershave water.

When she came out of the inpatient department and passed the emergency room hall, she met Qiu Shaoze, who was full of injuries.

"What's wrong with you?" she said

Qiu Shaoze's mouth was bruised, his left cheek was bruised, his hair was messy, and his right arm was hanging limply.

"I met a mad dog," he said

Shen Youran helped him to sit down, then went to register and waited with him outside the clinic. When it was his turn, she helped him into the Department.

The doctor checked his injuries first. Not only were there many scars, but also one rib was broken. The doctor touched his hanging right arm: "it's dislocated. You need to take it back. Bear with it."

Qiu Shaoze turned his head and didn't dare to see it. He said with affectation: "you should be gentle. I'm afraid of pain."

With the breaking of the hospital, Shen Youran hears a "click" sound, subconsciously closes his eyes, ear is Qiu Shaoze pain wail sound.

"It's connected." The doctor saw that he was sweating profusely, and handed him a paper towel with good intentions

Qiu Shaoze took over to wipe the sweat on the forehead, and then moved his right arm. He was able to move freely: "thank you, doctor."

"Don't be in a hurry to thank you. There are ribs to be connected." The doctor got up and went to the inner room, opened the curtain. Qiu Shaoze followed him in. After a while, there was a scream.

Coming out of the Department, Shen Youran stabbed the wound on his cheek: "well, why fight with others?"

Qiu Shaoze gave a painful hiss and grinned: "speak well, don't do it."

He went to the new studio in the morning. A group of people rushed in inexplicably. They punched and kicked him and smashed the things in the studio.

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