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Chapter 156 - Mo Cheng beaten

However, he didn't ask anything. She didn't want to know more about Yu Cen Ran's current situation. Some people were better off not meeting each other and not knowing each other. This way, they wouldn't be soft-hearted.

Mo Cheng greeted the passersby with a smile. The foreigners here were all very friendly and friendly. Turning his head, it could be seen that Nan Qiao was not in a good mood. He was even a bit absent-minded.

Therefore, there was nothing Mo Cheng couldn't do, he just stretched out his hand at the right time to support the woman beside him, so that she wouldn't be too engrossed in her thoughts and didn't even notice the puddle in front of her.

Feeling that Mo Cheng was hiding something from him, South Bridge frowned slightly and quietly avoided Mo Cheng's hand. Feeling awkward, Mo Cheng touched his nose and the two automatically kept their distance.

After a while, both South Bridge and Mo Cheng felt tired. They walked back the way they came from and returned to the ward, only to find that the ward was empty. The bed where their father should have been was only covered with a white quilt.

Mo Cheng's expression turned ugly. He walked out of the room and grabbed a passing nurse. "Where are the patients?"

The nurse was so scared that she stammered, "I … I don't know!" She just happened to pass by!

Mo Cheng let go of her hand. He was clearly very worried, and even South Bridge couldn't stand it anymore. He walked up and patted her shoulder. "Dad's surgery was very successful. It will be fine."

Soon, a middle-aged woman, who claimed to be the head nurse, came to the ward. She explained the general process to South Bridge and Mo Cheng, saying that after Mo Shaohai's bone marrow surgery, he would have to go to the operation room to check if there was any rejection.

"If such a situation were to be discovered, I'm afraid that old Mr. Mo's situation would be very dangerous." The head nurse gave them a prophylactic shot in advance.

Hearing this, Mo Cheng's and Nanqiao's expression suddenly changed. The two of them didn't feel too good, and they hurriedly followed the head nurse outside of the operation room.

How could Nanqiao endure it? The person who was fine last night had now entered that little dark room with a narrow escape. She would never be able to forget the scene of her mother's cold corpse.

It was dark, the incandescent lamp hanging overhead, the pale cloth covering her face, her mother's bloodless face …

His heart tightened as he took a few steps forward and stood on his tiptoes. Like a gecko, he leaned against the door and stared at what was happening inside through the transparent glass.

The white coat that was shuttling past, dazzled people's eyes and made them panic. South Bridge saw his father Mo Shaohai lying in the middle of a sickbed, most of his face was covered by breathing apparatus, and his body was filled with needles.

A few choking sounds came from his throat, and South Bridge covered his mouth, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

If it was in the past, when he saw Mo Shaohai's weak and painful appearance, at most, the South Bridge would feel pity for him, instead of being driven out so deeply.

But now, after all this time, she had developed feelings for her father, and she hoped from the bottom of her heart that nothing would happen to him.

Mo Cheng turned his head to look at her and realized something was wrong with the South Bridge. He walked up to support her shoulders and said, "It's okay, I'll be watching. You stayed up last night, you should go rest."

"No." Nanqiao didn't even glance at Mo Cheng and immediately rejected him.

He turned around and walked away. After a few minutes, he turned back and returned with a blanket in his hand. He spread it out on the seat and gestured to Nanqiao to come over and sit down.

The South Bridge no longer resisted. As she walked over and sat down, her body suddenly stiffened. She seemed to have smelled something very familiar. It was the smell of that man!

South Bridge. She leaned close to the blanket and sniffed it again, but it didn't seem to be there. It was as if everything she had felt just now was just an illusion.

"What's wrong?" Mo Cheng frowned.

South Bridge shook his head. "It's fine."

About an hour later, the door of the operation room opened. The doctor and nurse came out and said to South Bridge and Mo Cheng, "There is no rejection. The patient is recovering well. She will be fine for a period of time."

Hearing this, both Nan Qiao and Mo Cheng let out a sigh of relief, thanking the doctor profusely.

Since Mo Shaohai was fine, Mo Cheng agreed to send him to the Mo Clan's exclusive recuperation center, where there was already a special room reserved for Mo Shaohai.

The South Bridge immediately agreed.

At this moment, it was already time for lunch. Mo Cheng was standing at the back of the long corridor with his phone pressed close to his ear. He was continuously talking as if he was discussing Sky Group's matter, talking for about half an hour without stopping.

South Bridge sat at the side, thinking to go eat. He raised his hand to look at the exquisite watch on his wrist, embarrassed to leave Mo Cheng to eat. He could only continue to sit and wait.

After a while, Mo Cheng finally hung up the phone, turned his head and saw that the South Bridge was still there. He was surprised, but he was also moved. He walked over and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to eat."

"Alright."

Downstairs at the hospital.

"Creaaaak."

At the same time, South Bridge and Mo Cheng walked in side by side from the hospital gate, which happened to be in the wrong direction, so they didn't notice the people inside the car.

Zhou Yu Chen stared at her before suddenly throwing the steering wheel away. With an unhappy expression, he asked, "Why do you have to hold me back when you're here to see your old flame?"

His tall and well-built body leaned back against the wide back of the car. Yu Cen Ran's chin touched the steering wheel as he cast a glance at Zhou Yuchen, "I'm a wounded man."

"Damn!" I'll even become your driver for free! " Zhou Yu Chen was not in a good mood, rolling his eyes several times in his heart.

Yu Cen Ran didn't want to bother with him.

His gaze swept outside the window as Yu Cen Ran's palm reached into the pocket of her suit pants. She was holding a cigarette in her long fingers and lit it up. Smoke curled up around it, covering most of her face in an instant.

Thinking of something, he turned around and said to Zhou Yuchen, "Close the window."

Zhou Yuchen whined but refused to move no matter what. These two men were smoking. If they didn't open the window, could it be that they were going to smoke the fish inside the car?

If it was before, Zhou Yu Chen would definitely attack, or at most be beaten back up. However, now that he saw Yu Cen Ran reach out to pull the trigger, he felt sad.

Was he that afraid of being seen by the South Bridge? Was he just like that, unable to see the light of day?

His body and mind were full of holes, but he was still thinking about that woman. Zhou Yuchen truly felt that it was not worth it!

He lowered his head and slapped his phone. His fingers nimbly tapped a line of messages, then pressed the send button. Zhou Yu Chen quietly put his phone away, and suddenly started to hum a little tune.

Yu Cen Ran tilted her head and glared at him; she was too lazy to respond.

At this moment, South Bridge and Mo Cheng had already arrived on the street. Since the place they were going to eat was close to the hospital, they didn't drive a car. Instead, they slowly walked along the street.

Suddenly, a man with yellow hair, with black skin and a fierce-looking face, appeared in front of them. He looked like a big and sturdy man, and was walking towards the South Bridge and Mo Cheng.

Then, as he passed by the two of them, he suddenly threw a punch towards Mo Cheng's face. Caught off guard, Mo Cheng was still talking and laughing with Nan Qiao.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Intense pain came from the bridge of his nose. Then it quickly rushed into his mind. He felt a warm liquid gush into his nose. He raised his hand to feel it, and it turned blood-red.

Blood flowed from the tip of his nose and quickly slid down his lips and chin, dripping onto his coat, shoes, and floor like red lotuses blooming. It was alluring but also hair-raising.

South Bridge covered his mouth before finally reacting. "Heavens!"

Coming back to his senses, he quickly helped Mo Cheng into the nearest pharmacy, bought a cotton swab, tissue paper and a Band-Aid, then helped Mo Cheng sit on a bench.

He tore open the package, took out a tissue and placed it on Mo Cheng's nose, then grit his teeth and hatefully said, "This place is too messy, why would there be people beating people up in the streets!"

Taking a deep breath, South Bridge carefully stuck the Band-Aid on the area near the nose where the skin was torn. He accidentally touched Mo Cheng's nose, causing him to frown from the pain. He lightly exhaled, "It's useless. Maybe I broke his nose …"

"It's that serious!" Nanqiao was astonished. He could only regret that he had been too flustered and had not taken note of his slapping face. Even if he wanted to call the police, he could not find the person!

As he slightly shifted his gaze away, Mo Cheng's gaze suddenly fell on a black car not far away. He felt that the car looked familiar. With a slight flicker, he shifted his gaze away and replied with great difficulty, "I think I know what's going on."

"Huh?" With his mouth wide open, he had no idea what he was talking about.

Could he have been beaten silly?

Mo Cheng didn't spark again. He just cast a glance in a certain direction. Then, from a visible angle, he intentionally rubbed his white and tender hands against the South Bridge.

His chin was a little unshaven, and he suddenly felt that his hands were not good. Nan Qiao was startled and quickly retracted his hands, looking at Mo Cheng as if he had seen a ghost. Then, he reached out his hands to touch Mo Cheng's forehead to see if he had a fever.

Mo Cheng calmed down and pretended to enjoy the touch of her hand on his skin.

Nanqiao, "…"

He must have been beaten silly!

On the other side, from Yu Cen Ran's point of view, the movements of the South Bridge and Mo Cheng were very intimate. Just looking at it made Yu Cen Ran very angry.

His chest heaving up and down, Yu Cen Ran closed her eyes and retracted her anger. She raised her eyes to look at Zhou Yu Chen, who was dozing off beside her. She asked in a displeased tone, "You did it, right?"

Zhou Yuchen, "feign death."

Just when Zhou Yu Chen thought that Yu Cen Ran had moved her sight away, she opened her eyes and was caught off guard by the man's gaze. It was dark, gloomy, and filled with a faint trace of anger.

Yu Cen Ran's cold voice entered his ears as he repeated the question. Zhou Yuchen began to act innocent again, "No, I'm still in the car. Young Master Yu, you can't just falsely accuse me!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a pair of large hands snatched up the phone behind him. Yu Cen Ran quickly opened the screen and found a message. She held it in front of Zhou Yu Chen with a few words.