Divorce contract: President please sign

"What unspoken rules?"

Zhu Danyang has also changed out of his surgical gown, wearing a white coat, a stethoscope hanging around his neck, and a ponytail, looking neat and professional.

When she saw Mo Changan, she laughed, "Changan, you are here, are you feeling better?"

Mo Chang'an nodded, "It's much better. I haven't been so free for a long time, and I don't know how to live my life."

"How is Aunt Qiao? I'm sorry, Chang'an, I've been... a bit busy recently, so I don't have as much time to take care of Aunt Qiao as before." Zhu Danyang apologized sheepishly.

Mo Changan waved his hand, with a bitter smile on his face, "It's okay, you still need to learn more skills, you can't let my mother trip you all the time."

After hearing her words, Zhu Danyang glanced at Jing Zhe, and saw Jing Zhe nodded slightly to show that he had told Chang'an about Qiao Wei's condition.

Zhu Danyang frowned slightly, and took two steps towards Mo Changan, "Chang'an, don't be sad, there will always be other ways, Dr. Jing's medical skills are superb, there will always be other ways."

How could Chang'an fail to see that Danyang wanted to comfort herself, she smiled slightly, but reached out and patted Zhu Danyang's shoulder lightly, comforting her, "I'm fine, I already knew about my mother's illness, Before Jingzhe came, there was nothing he could do about her illness, now that Jingzhe is willing to try and treat her, it is already a very good thing."

Seeing her so relieved, Zhu Danyang felt a little more relaxed, nodded and said, "No matter what, just call me if you have anything to do."

"Then I'll go first." Mo Changan looked at the two of them, picked up his bag and prepared to leave, "I still have to go back to have lunch, if I miss the time, I'll be in trouble."

Jing Zhe smiled at the side, and his eyes drifted to Zhu Danyang, "Dr. Zhu really won't go to lunch with me?"

Zhu Danyang bared his teeth, his expression became a little irritable, and he glanced at Jing Zhe angrily.

Mo Chang'an suddenly felt that if Jing Zhe could be single-minded, there seemed to be nothing wrong with Zhu Danyang being with him.

Zhu Danyang and Jing Zhe sent Mo Changan to the parking lot together. On the way, Mo Changan told her about his refusal of Mo Jiangyuan's visitation rights in the future.

Before getting in the car, Jing Zhe walked to the window of the driver's seat, leaned his head and whispered in her ear, "I haven't told you, how anxious was Boyan after you passed out that day? If I recorded it at that time, I think you will be very happy to see it.”

Mo Changan smiled, and pointed to his hand holding the car window, "Thank you for your information and for taking care of my mother, but I really have to go back to have lunch now, otherwise..."

"Oh! Isn't it? Shen Boyan is starting to check your attendance now?" Jing Zhe said a little incredulously.

Mo Changan laughed, and pointed to his hand again, Jing Zhe quickly let go of the car window and took a step back.

She said goodbye to Zhu Danyang and Jing Zhe again, and hurried back in the car.

Along the way, she was looking at her watch and looking at her phone from time to time, but no calls came in. Compared with the busy phone calls when she was working before, she was too quiet now.

I feel a little fortunate in my heart, Shen Boyan should not be home yet, because there is no phone call.

She drove the car into the parking space in a hurry, changed her shoes and walked into the living room, she saw a handsome man in a suit sitting on the sofa, his legs were raised leisurely, and his sitting posture looked very elegant , with a document on his lap, his eyes drooping, his eyes quietly falling on the document.

Mo Changan shrank her shoulders, like a child who was caught doing bad things, she stood there with her head down, raised her eyes and quietly looked at Shen Boyan.

Listening to her footsteps, Shen Boyan raised his head and turned to look at her, with a vague reproach in his eyes, and glanced at the clock on the wall.

Mo Changan pursed his lips, "I... I just went for a walk, it was too boring, so... I went for a walk."

Shen Boyan just looked at her, didn't say anything, just looked at her steadily, his eyes seemed to be able to see everything.

Mo Changan pinched his fingers helplessly, thinking that Aunt Chen must have already said it, so he lowered his head and confessed, "I went to the hospital to see my mother, and I ignored it all this time, and didn't visit her. .”

"Hey! Madam is back..." Aunt Chen came out of the kitchen with the dishes, and greeted Mo Changan, "Sir, I came back half an hour ago. I told you to go for a walk and come back for lunch." .”

Mo Chang'an suddenly felt that he was a bit of a failure, so impatient, that he couldn't help but make all the moves just because of his fixed eyes... Aunt Chen clearly matched his confession very well.

Fortunately, she is still the female president in charge of Qiao's, and she is in charge of so many people's jobs, so she can't even lie to his eyes? !

Mo Changan bit his lip slightly annoyed.

Shen Boyan had already stood up, looked at Aunt Chen and said, "Obviously, she's not just going out for a walk, she's already confessed her crimes."

The corners of his lips curled up, and some joyful emotions rose in his eyes. He turned to look at Mo Changan, "You want to see her, and I can go with you in the future. Okay, let's eat."

Mo Changan walked to the dining table dejectedly, poking the food in the bowl with his chopsticks. Aunt Chen made it according to the dietitian's recipe and method. The taste... was relatively bland, so naturally it made people lose their appetite, but Because the nutritionist said that these foods are regularly rationed, and she wants to eat them all.It is precisely because of this that Shen Boyan can only supervise her eating every day.

Mo Chang'an is now depressed and her appetite is not very good, so she pokes the food in the bowl with her chopsticks one after another.

As long as she doesn't want to eat very much, or when she has no appetite or interest in these foods, she will do this, unconsciously poking the food in the bowl with her chopsticks.

This is a habit of hers, and Shen Boyan knows it.

So he sat down opposite her, took a sip of the soup, and looked up at her, "Stop abusing those poor foods."

Mo Chang'an also raised his eyes to look at him, without making a sound, took a chopstick of vegetables and brought them to his mouth, eating like chewing wax.

Shen Boyan sighed softly, "I know you've been too bored these days."

As he spoke, he stood up, walked to the sofa, picked up his briefcase, took out a small stack of documents from it, walked back to the dining table and handed it to her, "These are Qiao's documents, delivered today Here it is, I haven't had time to read it yet. I think you'll have time to read it after your nap, and then approve it before you get off work in the afternoon."

Mo Changan took the document, and Shen Boyan had already sat down, pointing to the dishes on the table, "Can we have a good meal now?"

A slight smile appeared on her face, she nodded, looked down at the document in her hand, put it aside, finally picked up the chopsticks and started eating, without continuing to abuse the food in the bowl.

After taking a few mouthfuls, she thought of one thing, and said as calmly as possible, "Jing Zhe said that the treatment plan he formulated has no effect on my mother."

She raised her eyes to look at Shen Boyan, "She... may not be cured."