The doctor was frightened. It's impossible to leave scar on such a deep wound.

Hesitant for a moment, carefully said that later can choose to do scar surgery, although can not restore to the previous skin, but at least absolutely can not see scar.

Mo Fu Qing listen or not very satisfied, but now still want to let her injury get better, so let the doctor out.

Gu Anyang is indifferent to her face. She doesn't care if she leaves scar or not.

There were only two of them left in the bedroom. The doctor left the medicine. Mo Fu Qing, guessing that she must have nothing to eat at the party, ordered the servant to prepare something to eat, while he went to pour her a glass of water.

Gu Anyang opened the quilt, got out of bed and went to the door. Before the door opened, the door opened. Mo Fuqing stood at the door with a water cup in his hand. "Where are you going?"

"Go home." Gu Anyang didn't look at his eyes, his voice was hoarse.

Mo Fu Qing frown, "you go back like this only let aunt worry."

"I'll go back to my apartment!"

"Can you take care of your wounds when you go back like this?"

Gu Anyang couldn't help looking up at his half red and swollen face, "what's the matter with you?"

"I love you. Your business is my business. I can't see you abusing yourself like this. You are not allowed to go anywhere until your wound is healed. " The deep cold voice was dictatorial, not consulting her at all.

Gu Anyang's gaze at him is no less than looking at neuropathy. He has to walk by his side.

Mo Fuqing grabbed her hand, because he still had a water cup in his hand, so he could not hold her, so he had to bend down and carry her directly to his shoulder.

Gu Anyang head down, a wave of whirling, stomach against his hard shoulder, top of her vomiting.

"Mo Fuqing, what do you want to do? Put me down, put me down... "

The uninjured hand kept pounding his back, but it didn't work.

Mo Fu Qing carried her to the bedside, slightly put down the action, handed her the water cup, voice light, "drink water."

Gu Anyang glared at him and was ungrateful.

Mo Fu Qing frowned and patiently said, "when your wound heals, I'll let you go naturally." The voice pauses, slowly sounds in the voice mixed with forbearance, "in this period, I don't touch you!"

Gu Anyang heard his voice, the body can not help but stiff down, raised his eyes to look at him, as if not at ease, this is what he will say.

Mo Fuqing bent down to grab her left hand, put the water cup into her hand, and turned out.

Gu Anyang looked at the cup in his hand with low eyes. He didn't drink it. He put it beside the bed. He was not in the mood to look at the room environment. He just felt tired, a feeling of physical and mental exhaustion.

Lean on the back of the bed, slowly closed his eyes, just want to be quiet, and then a good sleep.



The next day, the newspaper headline of ice city was naturally the news that Gu An was pregnant with Bai Chang'an's child, which raised a small climax of the news of opening a house which had finally stopped before.

Although the white family has the intention to suppress the news, there are a few media are not so afraid of the power of the white family, and even if the newspaper can be suppressed, the current network public opinion is difficult to control.

The Internet media platform has long been fried. Although it has been deleted once in the middle of the night, it still can't stop the vast number of single people surfing the Internet at night.

You can't write names directly. Instead of using letters one by one, social platforms don't want to offend users, so they can only turn a blind eye to it. The white family will investigate them and then pretend to be miserable.

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