to demand

After half an hour, Shen Lingfeng vented sloppily, put on his clothes and left the hotel.

He never worried about Xu Mo after being tormented by him. Many people around Xu Mo took care of him, and there was no shortage of him to show courteousness.

Shen Lingfeng left without hesitation.

Xu Mo lay on the cold big bed for a while, gasped for breath, and slowly got up.

The assistant who was waiting outside stepped forward, did not go in, but stood behind the door, and asked very respectfully: "Master, do you need help?"

"No need." Xu Mo said lightly.

The assistant stopped talking and waited silently.

Shen Lingfeng likes to keep things in his body, not for anything else, but because cleaning takes a lot of effort.

Shen Lingfeng is keen on anything that can cause trouble for Xu Mo.

Just like Xu Mo is keen to annoy Shen Lingfeng at all costs.

Obviously at this time last year, the two were still good friends who talked about everything.

They were so close, so close, Shen Lingfeng dragged him to drink, got drunk, and told over and over again how much he liked Jiang Mingxuan.

Shen Lingfeng even asked him sincerely: "Xu Mo, how should I confess my love to Mingxuan, will he accept me?"

Xu Mo answered him again and again with a smile: "Yes, you are so good, he will definitely accept you."

Until that car accident.

Xu Mo hugged his head, and the beige wall in front of him turned into a curtain. He seemed to be standing on the stage, laughing desperately as a clown, watching the blood spread.

He reached out to stop it, but his fingertips could only grasp a piece of nothingness.

Xu Mo's eyes widened, and his two white, bony hands grasped his knees tightly. Under his thighs, he felt completely numb.

There is only a pain like the burning of wine between the two strands.

Xu Mo was stunned for a long time, then suddenly turned his head and looked out the window, the night was dark.

The assistant asked him again: "Master, your father sent a message asking if you are going back tonight?"

"No." Xu Mo's voice was hoarse, and he simply lay down and got into the bed: "I'm asleep."

The assistant whispered: "Good night."

The lights went out with a sound.

The next day, Xu Mo went to the hospital where Shen Lingfeng was, a municipal top three, and Shen Lingfeng was there for consultation, a specialist outpatient clinic.

The young master had nothing to do, wandering around the overcrowded hospital, while others came for treatment, he came to the shopping mall.

"Is Shen Lingfeng's account still available?" Xu Mo asked.

The assistant following him leaned over and replied, "No, master, the appointment was fully booked a month ago."

"Oh," Xu Mo sneered, "he's quite popular."

"Mr. Shen is a top university for undergraduates, and the world's top medical school for master's and doctoral degrees," the assistant said matter-of-factly, "at least his academic qualifications are enough to bluff people."

Xu Mo rested his elbow on the armrest, propped his cheek with one hand, and said with a smile, "Sure, let's go and see him."

The assistant pushed him up the hospital elevator.

Few ordinary people know Xu Mo, Xu Mo passed by, and some people looked back at him along the way.

That face was so white that it could reflect light in the sun, very handsome, with long eyebrows, slender nose, peach blossom eyes, delicate lips, eyes like lacquer spots, slightly long and messy black hair.

Just like Mr. Pianpianjia from an ink painting, black and white are distinct.

It was that cold whiteness, with a touch of morbid paleness.

When Xu Mo left, Shen Lingfeng happened to rest in the tea room. Everyone in the hospital recognized Xu Mo and greeted him with a smile.

Xu Mo responded politely one by one.

Shen Lingfeng turned his back to him, wearing a white coat, and an intern stood beside him, holding a notebook and talking to Shen Lingfeng.

"This disease is rare at present, and the medical community doesn't know much about it." Shen Lingfeng said gently, his expression, eyes and tone were very similar to those of a professor preaching on a podium.

Shen Lingfeng looked at the intern very intently, but didn't notice that Xu Mo was coming.

Xu Mo frowned slightly and raised his hand.

The assistant leaned over: "Master?"

"Does this intern often pester Mr. Shen?" Xu Mo remembered that he had met him several times when he came here.

Last time, Shen Lingfeng ate in the cafeteria with the interns, and Shen Lingfeng threw away the lunch brought by Xu Mo.

Last time, the intern asked Shen Lingfeng to guide the project, so Xu Mo waited downstairs in the hospital until the early morning.

"Yes, sir," said the assistant, "do you want to check him?"

Xu Mo rolled his eyes and raised the corners of his lips: "Check."