Your Excellency, I love you!

The person in the passenger seat...

The assistant was startled by the doctor's words, and secretly glanced at Luo Qiangwei who was sitting there. Seeing that she had no expression on her face, and didn't even look this way, she continued to ask, "Then... is there any other injuries on President Mo's body?" ?”

The doctor continued, "The left leg was pierced by the tip of the railing, with a moderate concussion, and two lacerations on the chest. Although he is out of danger now, he must be hospitalized for observation and treatment to see how he recovers."

"Ok, thank you."

The assistant nodded, turned around and said to Luo Qiangwei, "Madam, I'm going to the first floor to go through the hospitalization procedure, you wait here for President Mo to come out."

Luo Qiangwei pulled her lips and smiled, "Yeah, let's go."

The one who was pushed out first was Sheng Miaohe, who also seemed to be in a coma. The nurse was holding Xiao Taozi who was sobbing, with a hemostatic gauze on his face, and his forehead was also red and swollen.

Only then did Luo Qiangwei walk over, reached out to touch Xiao Taozi's soft face, and said softly, "Little Taozi is good, she disappeared in pain, don't cry, okay?"

Xiao Taozi opened her big tearful eyes, her small mouth quivered when she heard the words, and kissed Luo Qiangwei's hand that was outstretched.

Luo Qiangwei looked at the drool in her palm, smiled slightly, lowered her head and kissed Xiao Taozi's face, raised her eyes and said to the nurse, "Please take good care of her, the child is crying, be patient."

Knowing that she is the wife of the president of the Mo family, the nurse nodded quickly, "Good Mrs. Mo, don't worry, I will treat my own child the same."

Mo Shiche was the last to be pushed out and sent directly to the intensive care unit.

Luo Qiangwei stood outside the glass window, looking at the man in the hospital bed wearing the hospital gown, he was obviously still in a coma, his face was wearing an oxygen mask, his right hand and left leg were bandaged, and various heart rate monitors were wrapped around his hands instrument.

She just looked at him like this, a little dazed, until a nurse's voice came from beside her, "Mrs. Mo, do you want to go in?"

Luo Qiangwei suddenly came back to her senses, the expression on her face had no time to calm down, the sadness and pain were just revealed.

The nurse hurriedly said, "Mrs. Mo, don't be too sad. The doctor said that if the railing pierced on Mr. Mo's left leg was a little bit off, he would have to amputate. It's a blessing in misfortune. You should be happy That's right."

"Really," Luo Qiangwei suppressed her emotion with lowered eyes, and smiled lightly at herself, "Well, that's really great."

Fortunately, Mo Shiche, a proud and conceited man, would definitely not survive if his limbs were amputated.

The nurse smiled and approached her, "Yes, I just happened to be going to draw blood for Mr. Mo, Mrs. Mo, come in with you..."

"No, he's injured so seriously, let's take a good rest." Luo Qiangwei brushed her long hair and said calmly, "Take care of him, someone has already gone through the formalities, and I will bring you a list later."

The nurse nodded hurriedly, "Oh... yes."

After finishing speaking, Luo Qiangwei stepped on her high heels and turned to leave without taking another look into the ward.

The nurse looked at her tall and slender figure strangely. Mrs. Mo...does she not care about Mr. Mo at all?

Mr. Mo was hurt so badly that she actually left after a few words...

…………

Mo Shiche woke up the next afternoon.

With a severe headache, he slowly opened his eyes, moved his thin lips slightly, and subconsciously called out in a hoarse voice, "Tangtang."

"woke up?"

The handsome man sitting on the single sofa not far away made a sound, put down the magazine in his hand, got up and walked over, and said with a slight sneer, "Tang, what Tang, there is no Tangtang called by you, you are the only sick and disabled person in this ward. and me."