After Ye Moshen finished eating, Han Muzi packed up her things, washed the insulation bucket, and took it back and put it on the table. Then she took out her phone and took it out and took it for a look.

It was already past eight o'clock, and looking out the window, it was completely dark.

Before coming, Yan agreed with Han Muzi that she would go to pick up Midou and told her not to worry.

Ye Moshen, who was standing beside him, frowned and said, "You want to go back?"

When Han Muzi heard this, she put away her phone, then pursed her lips and said, "I will be here to accompany you, don't worry."

Ye Moshen raised his eyebrows, a little surprised. He didn't expect that she would stay on his own initiative. He thought... he was going to use another killing move.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking." Han Muzi interrupted his thoughts at the right time, as if he had seen through him, "Isn't that just the trick? I'll try it all the time. Anyway, you're injured for me. I know I can't do anything to you now, so you can do it while the injury has not healed."

After saying that, Han Muzi sat down on the chair next to her. Maybe she was bored, so she took out her cell phone again, not knowing who she was sending text messages to.

Ye Moshen was exposed on the spot by her, and she was not bothered or embarrassed.

So what if you see through it?

Although he knew that he was despicable,... as long as he could keep her by his side, so what if he was a little despicable?

As long as the result is, it can match his wishes.

Thinking of this, Ye Moshen's emotions became a little deeper.

Although Han Muzi stayed, she ignored him, and did not look at him more, nor did she ask him if the wound hurts.

She looked at her cell phone, and Ye Moshen looked at her.

As he watched, Ye Moshen felt unhappy.

His sense of existence is so low? Thinking of this, Ye Moshen suddenly groaned.

Han Muzi heard a muffled groan and subconsciously raised her head. However, when she saw Ye Moshen's face was pale in cold sweat, she was so scared that she quickly put her phone on and ran over.

"What's wrong with you? The wound has worsened? I'll call the doctor right away!"

After saying that, Han Muzi wanted to turn around and call the doctor, but Ye Moshen called out: "No."

Han Muzi turned around and said, "Don't you feel pain? Why don't you call a doctor? I don't know what the wound will be like, so I'll ask the doctor to deal with it."

She didn't give him a chance to refuse, and soon left the ward and called the doctor over.

His wound was very serious. When the doctor heard that he might have other symptoms, he quickly followed him to check Ye Moshen. Then he frowned and said, "What's going on? Haven't all the wounds been treated before? Why did it suddenly worsen? What did you do?"

After hearing the words, Han Muzi's face changed, thinking about what Ye Moshen had done before. Sure enough, those actions made his wounds worse again, but the bastard's face was calm and he seemed to not take his injuries seriously at all.

Seeing that they didn't speak, the doctor's eyes circulated for a while and said, "I'll deal with it again, but at night you have to sleep on your stomach and not touch the wound again. And don't do any tear-out behavior, so as not to cause the wound to worsen again. The wound is too serious and you need to take care of it for a while. If this happens too many times and causes the wound to worsen, don't blame me for speaking ugly words in front of you."

The doctor had already said so clearly. How could Han Muzi not understand what was going on? She nodded: "Okay, I have recorded everything, and I will let him pay attention in the future."

Afterwards, the doctor treated her wound. During this period, he saw Ye Moshen's eyes kept falling on Han Muzi and did not move away at all, so he mistakenly thought they were husband and wife. Before leaving, he even said, "Take good care of your husband. This injury is a big deal. If the disease is left, it will be very troublesome in the future."

Han Muzi: “…”

Her lips moved, and she was about to deny her relationship with Ye Moshen, but when she spoke to her lips, she couldn't even speak a word.

What can she deny? Legally, she and Ye Moshen are indeed husband and wife.

Moreover, Ye Moshen is emotionally unstable now. If she says something, maybe Ye Moshen will do something. This person really doesn't take his body seriously at all.

He could not take it seriously, but she couldn't.

After the doctor left, Ye Moshen looked at her with satisfaction with the corner of his lips: "Why don't you deny it?"

Han Muzi turned her head and gave him a blank look: "Is it useful to deny it? Do you think he will believe it?"

Although she looked annoyed, Ye Moshen's eyes became more pleasant when he saw her like this. The deeper the curve of his thin lips, he whispered: "You have heard it just now. If you take good care of your husband and leave a root cause, you will be in trouble in the future."

"Haha." Han Muzi sneered twice, then turned to the bathroom.

She held a handful of cold water in the bathroom to wash her face, and the cold water hit her face, which made her wake up a little. She looked at the quiet night outside the window, and her heart slowly calmed down.

Now that things have come to this point, she has no extra thoughts on anything else.

Let him do this during this period and let him recover from his injuries. At that time, he would not be able to take advantage of her by relying on his injuries.

Thinking of this, Han Muzi took a tissue to wipe the water droplets on her face, and then walked out.

"Are you sleepy? Do you want me to help you rest?"

Ye Moshen shook his head and sat there looking at him.

Because he had an injury on his back, he didn't even have the chance to sit on him, so he could only hold on forever. However, if he sat like this, he seemed very tired and was injured on his back... it was also quite miserable.

Han Muzi thought about it, went to find a taller chair, and then found two pillows to put them on.

"You can do it if you don't want to sleep, but it's very hard for you to sit like that. I've done this for you. If you are tired, you can lean forward."

She pointed to the two pillows and said.

Ye Moshen looked at the two pillows, but his face looked a little ugly.

How could he lie down like this in front of Han Muzi? It's so ugly?

He didn't move, and Han Muzi didn't move either. The air seemed to be a little weird. After a moment, Han Muzi looked at him and said, "Don't you lie down? Are you tired of sitting all the time?"

Ye Moshen looked at her and suddenly thought of something and curled his lips: "Do you want me to rest so much?"

Han Muzi nodded: "That's right, how can you heal your injury without resting? If you care about letting me see it, I can turn around."

After saying that, Han Muzi also saw a bed next to her, and then she was about to go there to rest for one night, but as soon as she turned around, her wrist was pulled by Ye Moshen. She turned around and saw Ye Moshen taking away all the pillows from the chair, and then said, "Sit."

Han Muzi: "What do you want to do?"

"You'll know when you sit down."
Chapter completed!