Suddenly, Tan Yutong took up a pillow beside him, threw it on Mo Chongyan, and scolded:

"when the hell are you going to install it?"

The pillow hit Mo Chongyan, then rebounded quickly and fell to the ground.

"Mo Chongyan! I don't care what you've plotted with Qi Mingyuan and asked Liu Yanxi to help you. I don't want to ask, but it's too much for you to take your own life, your own body and your own safety as a bet! "

The person on the bed still didn't move. It was like that Tan Yutong had guessed wrong. In fact, the person on the bed was really ill, in a coma, and still didn't wake up.

Seeing that Mo Chongyan is still motionless, Tan Yutong again picks up the pillow and throws it at Mo Chongyan.

"Well, since you don't want to say it or wake up and face me, I'll go first. Anyway, I don't have any meaning in staying here."

Tan Yutong said, stood up, went to the head of the bed, took his handbag, and then turned to leave.

Suddenly, Tan Yutong's wrist was caught and she couldn't move.

Notice the strength on the hand, Tan Yutong just slightly suppressed the anger, and rubbed to rise.

"Wife..."

Mo Chongyan's voice is weak. If you don't know, you may think he is seriously ill and just woke up.

However, Tan Yutong already knew everything at this time. Naturally, he would not be fooled. He didn't even look back.

"Wife, don't go..."

Mo Chongyan begged in a low voice again.

Tan Yutong sneered and said, "don't you like acting very much? Why don't you go on? "

Mo Chongyan did not get up from the bed, but lay there motionless, it seems that he was really hurt, which led to his inability to move now.

"Wife, I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't keep it from you, but it's too dangerous, so I have to keep it from you. I'm sorry."

Hearing Mo Chongyan's explanation, Tan Yutong angrily shakes off his hand, takes a step back, gently shakes his head, frowns slightly, and says:

"Mo Chongyan, it turns out that I'm not as trustworthy as an ordinary friend in your heart, am I?"

"If you can ask Liu Yanxi to help you, why can't I? Mo Chongyan, I'm your wife. What's more inappropriate for me to take care of you than an ordinary friend? "

Mo Chongyan pursed his lips and didn't speak.

It can't be said that the goal has not been achieved, so we can't show our flaws.

Mo Chongyan is still weak, seems to be hesitating, whether to tell all this.

Seeing Mo Chongyan's embarrassment, Tan Yutong was even more angry. He shook his head again and said, "forget it, Mo Chongyan. You don't have to say it. I don't want to hear it anymore."

With that, Tan turned around and was ready to leave.

It seems that he is really worried that Tan Yutong will leave. Mo Chongyan suddenly sits up and pours forward. He doesn't catch Tan Yutong's hand, but he falls to the ground in pain.

"Bang -"

Mo Chongyan fell to the ground, looked at Tan Yutong sadly, and said in a low voice: "wife, I'm sorry, I'm really hurt."

Tan Yutong stood still, as if trying to see whether what Mo Chongyan said was true or false.