You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 28 Don't Move

"Do you have any ice here?"

Before leaving, Mo Mengchen asked for some ice cubes and wrapped them in three bags.

"Take it."

Mo Mengchen handed the bag of ice to Sievers.

"What is this for?"

The doubts on Sievers' face made Mo Mengchen almost doubt the authenticity of her identity. Is this really the person in charge of the hospital?You twisted your foot and someone handed you a bag of ice cubes and asked why?
Mo Mengchen didn't answer her, and directly hugged her by the waist: "Where is your car parked?"

"It's just outside."

After living for 25 years, it was the first time that Sievers was hugged in such a way.

Mo Mengchen carried her to the car, and put her down smoothly: "Be careful, don't stress the sprained foot, not at all."

After putting her in the car, he went on to say, "Don't drag your shoes, apply an ice pack."

Hearing this, Sievers obediently applied the ice pack, and asked by the way, "Is this useful?"

"Do you hope to recover in half a month, or do you want to extend this time?" Mo Mengchen turned around and asked.

Sievers had never seen such a man, he never seemed to know what it means to be considerate, he only knows how to give orders to others.

Mo Mengchen closed the car door and was about to drive when he turned around and bumped into Ephraim and her younger brother.

"Why are you here?" Ephraim asked in surprise.

Adrian held Ephraim's hand tightly. Although Ephraim told him and her many times that this was the doctor who saved his life, he was still timid.

"My friend is in some trouble, I was just about to send her back." Mo Mengchen glanced at Sievers.

Compared with Ephraim, Sievers seems to have no advantage except his size.

Here, Mo Mengchen once again condemned the hateful God.

"What happened to her?" Ephraim asked.

Mo Mengchen said lightly: "I don't know, she suddenly stomped on the floor as if she was sick, but her shoes were not firm, and the heel of her high-heeled shoes suddenly broke, and a tragedy happened. Can you imagine?"

After speaking in such detail, Ephraim's mind was filled with that image.

Thinking about it carefully, it's actually a bit ridiculous.

But in front of the victim, she can't be too obvious, that's very rude.

"In this case, I won't bother you anymore. Originally, I wanted to ask you a few questions related to medicine." Ephraim took Adrian's hand, "Say goodbye to Dr. Mo."

"Goodbye." Adrian whispered.

Mo Mengchen nodded and said, "Goodbye."

Mo Mengchen watched Ephraim go away, he didn't know why such a young woman lived alone with her younger brother, maybe there was some illness in her family, maybe it was because of other reasons.

He is a person who likes to imagine the darkest possibilities, such as-Adrian is her son, and for various reasons, she needs to make people think that Adrian is her brother.

Mo Mengchen returned to the car and asked, "Where is your home?"

"That's your girlfriend?" Sievers asked with a smile.

"No."

"She's beautiful, don't you have any idea?"

Do all women gossip like this?
Mo Mengchen turned back and said: "Indeed, in terms of beauty, she is more beautiful than you, there is no doubt about it."

"You!" Sievers stared, a little more terrifying than when Sitara Erqing was angry, but Mo Mengchen was not afraid.

Sievers tried his best to suppress his anger, and said bitterly: "Yeah, who told me that I am too old, and I must not be compared with a little girl with a family."

"You are indeed not young, but I want to remind you," Mo Mengchen said, "That is her younger brother."

Sievers was pissed again.

"Where is your home?" Mo Mengchen asked again.

Sievers is angry, how can he tell him the answer?His face was straight, his cheeks were puffed up, and his eyes didn't know where to go.

"Your time is very precious, please don't waste it needlessly."

Mo Mengchen turned around and said.

Sievers said unreasonably: "I like to waste my time, I am the master!"

"But I don't want to waste time on you," Mo Mengchen started the car, "tell me, where is your home?"

Sievers also realized that he had lost his composure and said something inappropriate.

"Downtown North Street, 331."

Mo Mengchen didn't speak anymore, and drove intently, and successfully delivered Sievers to the door of the house.

He parked the car, opened the back door, picked her up, and asked, "Is there anyone in your family?"

If there was someone, he would just "throw" the person back into the car and wait for her family to claim it.

"Just me."

"Really? Sure enough, old women are all monsters."

For the first time in his life, Noah Sievers had the idea of ​​leaving teeth marks on a man, so hateful!

Mo Mengchen carried Sievers to the door of her house, and she took out the key to open the door in a suspended state.

Mo Mengchen walked in with her in his arms, she tapped the button beside the door, and the room was brightly lit.

"Does it still hurt?"

Mo Mengchen gently put her on the sofa, picked up the ice pack, and put it down on her ankle that was already swollen like a pig's trotter.

"A bit."

Mo Mengchen put the ice pack on it and observed it for a few minutes: "The degree of swelling is still normal. Apply externally on time every day, exercise properly after a week, and it should be cured in half a month."

When he was serious about seeing a doctor, he was quite a normal person.

Sievers thought to himself.

Suddenly, Mo Mengchen's stomach growled, and he remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner yet.

"Sorry I messed up your dinner," Sievers said.

"So you have to make it up to me." Mo Mengchen didn't seem to be discussing with her, stood up and walked to the kitchen, "Are you hungry?"

Sievers was a little hungry, but in the face of a big pig's trotter like a textbook like Mo Mengchen, expect him to make a delicious supper?Come on?My old lady would rather starve to death, and no one cares about her broken leg, than eat his supper!
Mo Mengchen opened the refrigerator and saw some noodles, just like seeing plates of fried noodles, mixed noodles, and boiled noodles in different styles.

Not just because he likes to eat noodles.

Because the noodles are relatively simple and easy to make, you can also manage your fullness.

Starvation was the most terrible torture in the world for him.

"Is this really a woman's kitchen? Why is it so dirty?"

This was the first comment Mo Mengchen uttered after he came to the kitchen.

A slash appeared on Sievers' brow.

"Only peanut butter and sand tea sauce? You only use these two sauces?"

Facing Mo Mengchen's ridiculed and shocked questions.

Sievers asked shyly, "Can't you?"

"Not only do you not pay attention to hygiene, but the taste is also very pathetic. No wonder you can only live alone. If there is an effect, there must be a reason."

Two bars appeared on Sievers' brow.

"What a nuisance, this is the worst kitchen I've ever seen."

Three stripes appeared on Sievers' brow.

She carefully looked at the ice pack on her ankle, is it too late to kill Mo Mengchen with this?

If this continues, even if she doesn't hurt to death, she will die from this anger.

Why is there such a person?

With so little sauce, Mo Mengchen also felt powerless as a smart woman can't cook without rice. In the end, he had to put the sauce in a bowl and stir it, no matter what was missing, he just put it in.

Then, he took out the broccoli and chopped it, washed it with hot water and put it in for cooking.

He was starving, and whether the dish was perfect or not, the first thing to do was to eat, otherwise he would just eat Sievers.

After 10 minutes, Mo Mengchen took out the noodles, divided them into two bowls, and then took out the broken broccoli and evenly distributed them on top, and then came the most important step.

Pour the stirred sauces down slowly, and then pick up the knife and fork to stir.

Although I don't know how it tastes, but from the color, it should be edible.

This was the most dissatisfying dinner Mo Mengchen made after traveling.

Mo Mengchen held two bowls of noodles and put one in front of Sievers: "I'm not used to eating alone."

What was Sievers' reaction when he saw the face?

It's like a person who has zero expectations for the classmate sitting next door, and when he wakes up, he finds that he has made a perfect score on the test paper.

"Did you do this?"

"No. I don't admit that I did it because your kitchen sucks!"

Sievers ignored Mo Mengchen's trash talk and took a sip himself.

The taste buds will feel the food made with heart.

Sievers finished his noodles and asked, "Do you often cook?"

"I'm the best chef in the world, is it weird to cook by myself?" Mo Mengchen asked back.

"You are too narcissistic!"

"That's one of my few shortcomings."

Mo Mengchen picked up the bowl.

"No, I'll wash it myself."

"First, I happen to be washing my hands too."

"Secondly, you'd better not move."

"Finally, I can't bear to see your junkyard-like kitchen!"

Mo Mengchen not only washed the dishes, but also washed the whole kitchen. It was already an hour later after finishing all these tasks.

In the end, he kept washing his hands, as if his hands had been soaked in a cesspit for dozens of days.

Mo Mengchen looked at the time, it was already late.

Before leaving, he said: "You'd better find someone to take care of you these few days, remember what I said, don't move, don't move, if you want to recover as soon as possible."

"Mo,"

Mo Mengchen turned back and looked at her with doubts.

"Thank you tonight," Sievers said.

Mo Mengchen said calmly: "You're welcome, single old women are rare creatures and should be protected."

He left before Sivers dropped the ice pack on Mo Mengchen's head.

(End of this chapter)