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"Young master, it's not long after the operation, and I'm resting now." The servant said.

"What's wrong with Ah Yan?" Wu Hao just sat down, and immediately got up again. "Take me to see him."

"Master is in his room." The servant led Wu Hao to see Mo Yan.

Although Wu Hao often fooled around with Mo Yan, he had never entered Mo Yan's room.The moment the servant opened the door of Mo Yan's room, Wu Hao saw Mo Yan lying on the bed with a pale face.He walked into the room with distress, and came to Mo Yan's bedside.Gently brushed the sweat-drenched hair on Mo Yan's forehead.

"How can Ah Yan perform surgery?" Wu Hao asked the servant.

"Young master has appendicitis." The servant replied.

"Appendicitis?!" Wu Hao looked at Mo Yan and said to himself: "It's still fine at noon, this disease really comes at any time."

The servant heard it, and explained: "The young master was hungry because he was waiting for the master to eat."

How could Wu Hao believe it? It must be the ghost of Ah Yan's brother. Ah Yan told him about Mo Zhou's conspiracy more than once.

"You go out first, I'll take care of Ah Yan." Wu Hao said to the servant on the side.

The servant stepped back in response, and just as he closed the door, he turned around and saw Mo Zhou standing behind him.

"Who is that person?" Mo Zhou looked at the servant and asked.

"It's the young master of the Wu family, Wu Hao." The servant replied.

It turned out to be him!He heard about Wu Hao's name from his secretary because he was very close to Mo Yan.Both of them belong to the model of not doing business properly.

"Well," Mo Zhou didn't have any interest in asking any more, and went back to the room directly.I wanted to see how pitiful Mo Yan was!What a disappointment.

"You man, when did you develop a long memory? If you can't fight, just ignore him. See how you've tortured yourself." Wu Hao said to himself to Mo Yan, who was sleeping on the bed.

Suddenly the phone vibrated, Wu Hao took out the phone, it was a text message.Wu Hao looked at Mo Yan who was still sleeping soundly, and called back the number that sent the text message.

"Angkor! Why haven't you come back yet?" The phone was connected, and a voice came out immediately, "I miss you, where are you?"

"I'm at the old man's place, I'll go back later, wait for me at home." Wu Hao listened to the male voice and enjoyed himself.Then he coaxed the man on the phone.

"Okay then, remember to bring back the cake I like to eat." The man said again in a coquettish voice.

Wu Hao looked at the closed door and knew that there would be servants at the door.He was afraid of leaving any "clues" and didn't want to talk too much with the man here.So he quickly agreed to the man's request and hung up the phone.But looking at Mo Yan who didn't know when he would wake up, thinking about the baby at home, he felt itchy for a while.After hesitating for a while, he stood up and twirled the quilt for Mo Yan.Impatiently stood up and opened the door.

"I'm going back first. I'll come and see him after your young master wakes up." Wu Hao said to the servant guarding the door.After walking two steps, he immediately turned his head and ordered worriedly: "Remember to tell Xiaoyan that I have been here."

After seeing the servant agreeing, Wu Hao left in peace.

Mo Zhou sat at the desk in the room to check the documents, but the smell of blood was still lingering in his nose.Mo Zhou looked irritably at the big bed opposite.The sheets had been changed by the servants, and the bed was brand new.It stands to reason that there shouldn't be any fishy smell, so what did he smell?

Mo Zhou approached the bed and lifted the bed sheet with his hands.There was not a trace of blood seeping into the bed.Mo Zhou grabbed the pillow again, but there was no trace on it.Mo Zhou was puzzled for a moment, then suddenly realized.He opened the window to let the wind into the room.It's just a smell that lingers in the air.Mo Zhou leaned against the window, admiring the peonies planted downstairs, waiting for the smell of blood to dissipate.But unexpectedly saw Wu Hao leaving in a hurry.Mo Zhou frowned, Mo Yan and Wu Hao have an unusual relationship, but now that Mo Yan is sick, Wu Hao just took one look and left?Thinking about it, they are just friends of friends!

Mo Zhou sneered, wondering if Mo Yan would be sad knowing Wu Hao's behavior!I really don't want to trouble my "good brother", these "evidences" are all delivered to my door by myself.Then he is welcome!

Wu Hao hurried, arrived at his villa at 9 o'clock in the evening, looked up and saw the light coming from the window of a certain room upstairs, thinking that there would be a fragrant jade when he opened the door, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a good mood.Holding the freshly baked cake in his hand, he opened the door of the villa.

No one was seen on the first floor of the house, Wu Hao was puzzled.Carrying the cake, he walked upstairs to the room, but unfortunately there was no man in the room.Wu Hao picked up the phone and dialed the man's number, and the phone rang in the room.At the same time, the sound of water came from the bathroom in the bedroom.Wu Hao was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled evilly.He impatiently put the cake aside, took off his clothes, and approached the bathroom.The moment the door was opened, a man's exclamation came from inside, which was exactly the same as the man's voice on the phone.

Mo Yan woke up the next morning, but the pain in the wound made him, who had never used a knife before, dare not act rashly, for fear that the wound would open again.

"It really hurts! Why doesn't Aunt He come and turn me over?" Mo Yan yelled while hugging the blanket covering his body. After sleeping in one position for so long, his back was already numb.

"Aunt He, Aunt He." His weak body did not support Mo Yan's yelling, so he could only talk to the air.

"Damn Mo Zhou! When I recover, I will avenge this knife." Mo Yan thought of the culprit, and he was mad with hatred!

"And the pain of laceration!" Mo Yan was in a daze thinking about how to teach Mo Zhou a lesson, but he didn't realize that the door was opened at some time.And the object of his hatred stood at the door with a cup of coffee in his hand, watching him casually grinning and cursing into the air.

"Dad, I think Ah Yan is very energetic, and the wound is recovering quickly. It seems that there is no problem in eating breakfast later." Mo Zhou's indifferent voice was like a bolt from the blue, instantly pulling Mo Yan back to his senses.Mo Yan twisted his neck and looked towards the door, but because of the angle, Mo Yan could only see half of Mo Zhou's sleeve.

"Mo Zhou is talking nonsense! Dad, I can't even move!! Woo~" Mo Yan refuted Mo Zhou's words, and was afraid that Mo's father would be biased towards Mo Zhou like before, so he pursed his mouth and let out a whine.

"It's really sad for those who hear it!" Mo Zhou didn't hide the joy in his voice.

"Dad, look at his proud face, he is the one who opened my wound!" Mo Yan complained to Father Mo.But then something felt wrong, "Dad?"

"Dad is gone." Mo Zhou took a sip of coffee and announced.

Mo Yan tried his best to twist his neck to see the situation around Mo Zhou clearly.Looking at Mo Yan's stupidity, Mo Zhou wanted to laugh, "I broke my neck, Dr. Li is busy!"