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The cold wind is still noisy. Wei looks at Ling Mo, who hasn't seen him for many days, and is curious about how he found himself all of a sudden.

"Why is young master Ling so interested in coming to play with me today?"

Is still that pair of frivolous tone, as if everything in the world is just a game in his eyes, Wei Wei appeared in front of Ling Mo with a smile.

The early morning wind is not big, slightly blowing up his thin bangs, the sun rising behind him, let Wei's body appear a little hazy.

Ling Mo is worried about Su Qing's situation in his heart, so he doesn't want to talk about anything with him.

"Su Qing is ill. Follow me to the florist to treat her."

It's not a request, it's an order. However, Wei doesn't accept it.

"Su Qing?"

Don't know why, hear Su Qing sick, Wei heartbeat suddenly increased a beat. Then he moved to Ling Mo's side in a blink, and there was a glimmer of gold in his squinted eyes, and the dangerous breath came to his face.

"Make it clear to me how she got sick?"

Before for Su Qing treatment of low back injury, Wei did not give her less with some special medicine. So in terms of Su Qing's current physique, although she can't compare with them, her body can be said that she won't get sick under normal circumstances.

Ling Mo is silent. For the first time, he doesn't know how to answer a question. He can't and doesn't want to get rid of Su Qing's illness.

After all, Wei has known Ling Mo for a long time. From his expression, Wei can see that it is not simple.

If it was before, Ling Mo didn't want to say, then he didn't bother to ask, just turned around and left. But this time he wanted to find out what happened.

"Speak The fist wind suddenly comes, rubs Ling Mo's ear, unexpectedly cut off several broken hair out of thin air.

Ling Mo slightly lowered his head, noncommittal.

Wei saw that he didn't admit it or refute it, and he became even more angry.

"You talk!" This time without mercy, a punch directly hit Ling Mo's heart.

Ling Mo snorted, and was beaten back several steps by Wei's strength.

See Ling Mo take down this thick one punch, Wei lightly Cu up eyebrow, in the heart think, how does he not dodge? Although he used brute force, he didn't have any skills. He could easily escape.

After Lingmo takes this blow, a dark red blood flows down the corner of his mouth. He wiped away the blood, but he remained silent with his head down.

Wei could see that he didn't want to fight back. He clenched his fist more tightly. Was he looked down upon?

"You do it!"

One after another, the fists fell on Ling Mo like raindrops. If there were people around, they would feel the same. Maybe they would sympathize with the beaten guy, but the client still didn't respond.

After a while, Wei gasped and stopped. This attack also took him a lot of effort.

Every time I see Ling Mo, even if he can't fight, he will go up and ask for advice. But this time he won, he didn't feel interesting at all. It was like driving a stake, which was boring and irritating.

"Have you had enough?" Finally Ling Mo opened his mouth, with a trace of hoarseness in his voice, "enough fighting, just follow me."

Hearing this, Wei was a little sad and couldn't laugh. Did he take so many attacks to relieve his anger?

"I won't go."

"Even if it's my request?"

Wei ready to leave the body pause, "request" this word can say from Lingmo mouth is too difficult.

If it was not a last resort, he would not find himself in such an attitude.

Is Su Qing's illness really so serious?

Wei's heart suddenly trembled, he clenched his fist, but still did not let go. Anti is Su Qing's heart is always only Ling Mo, even if his all kinds of obstruction or to gamble on everything to Wen's steal information to Ling mo.

What if she's sick now? What does it have to do with him?

Wei turned around and let the wind blow his windbreaker. His shadow showed a trace of loneliness. Some of his stuffy voice came to Ling Mo's ears with the wind.

"Your own woman, do it yourself."

Ling Mo watched Wei leave, but did not stop him. Wei is right. Since Su Qing is her own woman, he should be responsible for finding a way to solve the problem.

Although he can forcibly bind Wei to Su Qing, he also knows that according to Wei's character, he says no treatment is no treatment.

Ling Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he was thinking about what to do now.

Being beaten so hard by Wei, Ling Mo feels that his guilt is a little better. After all, Su Qing's accident is due to his poor protection.

Once he always thought that as long as he had his own, no one could hurt Su Qing. But after this event, he knew what he could not achieve.Su Qing is a human being. She needs freedom. If she is locked up as a canary, although she can live well, it doesn't mean she can live well.

At this time, Ling Mo's IQ seems to have dropped to zero. He is never sick, so how to solve the human disease? The only way he can think of is to find Wei, but now the only way has been resolutely rejected. Thinking of Su Qing's serious illness, he must not wait.

Although there is no way to force Wei to do anything, Su Qing's illness can't be delayed. Ling Mo takes out his mobile phone and plans to call Zhou Zhu for help.

At this time, a morning running aunt passed by, saw the injured Ling Mo, sighed and said: "young man, you've been beaten, do you want to worry?"

The warm-hearted aunt said that she was going to lean towards Ling Mo, and the closer she got to see Ling Mo, the more strange her eyes became.

Ling Mo is really hard to show his face in front of others, one of the reasons is that his appearance is easy to cause trouble. For example, this one has begun to fantasize about whether he can recognize this handsome man as a son.

"Shall I take you to the hospital?"

"Hospital?" Hearing this word, Ling Mo suddenly felt confused.

But in the aunt's eyes, it's like a child with amnesia can't find the way home. She was distressed to see that, "what a good-looking young man, can't he be fooled? It happens that there is a hospital near here. Come on, aunt, will you go

Ling Mo has never been to the hospital. After all, this kind of place is of no use to him, so that he forgot the existence of this kind of place for a moment.

"Thank you."

Ling Mo left two words and went directly to the hospital. With so many punches against Xiawei, his figure is a bit faltering, but his walking speed is still much faster than ordinary people.

"Ah, you..."

Aunt seems to want to say something, but in the twinkling of an eye, Ling Mo has gone far. Leaving his aunt in situ to reflect on his peerless appearance.