Every world I die young

Mr. Yang was a little speechless. He didn't know how to speak for a while, so Mo Yinglan changed the subject lightly: "Grandpa, how is Brother Deng?"

Mr. Yang paused before saying: "It's nothing serious, but the injury is serious. The injury on the forehead is too deep. Even if it is treated in time, it may leave scars."

Mr. Yang said cryptically, but Mo Yinglan immediately understood what he meant. The injury on Deng Zepan's forehead was so serious. It is God's blessing that he didn't die due to excessive blood loss. As for the price, it is to stay An ugly scar.

"I'm sorry for him." Mo Yinglan lowered his head, his tone was full of guilt, but his eyes were cold, and there was no emotion in it.

When Deng Zepan slowly opened his eyes, it happened that the sun was about to rise in the early morning. It was the darkest time of the day, and there was no light in the ward, and it was pitch black.

He touched his forehead instinctively, only felt the thick gauze, and slowly pressing down with his fingers, he could vaguely touch the uneven wound under the gauze.

Deng Zepan's eyes were gloomy, and there was silence in the ward, which was terrifyingly quiet. He never thought that this sudden car accident was just an accident. It was calm before, but the child rushed out suddenly. Deng Zepan didn't even have time to react. Can abandon the car to save the death.

Maybe it was because of his mood problem, he didn't believe it was just an accident, Deng Zepan lowered his head, rubbed his hands and got off the hospital bed, because the wound on his forehead had just been stitched up, he had lost too much blood before, Deng Zepan only felt that his hands and feet were weak, He fell to the ground with a thud.

A dull voice sounded, he was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he had fallen down, Deng Zepan pursed his lips, his face pale.

Hearing the sound, Mo Yinglan hurriedly opened the door of the ward, and as soon as she entered the ward and turned on the light, she saw Deng Zepan kneeling on the ground, with her head hanging low, unable to see her expression clearly.

Mo Yinglan said anxiously, "Brother Deng, are you alright?"

Deng Zepan raised his head and smiled and said, "I'm fine, what can I do, I just woke up and my mouth is dry and I just want to drink water."

He lowered his head and looked at his hands, and said with a wry smile, "I didn't expect that I didn't have any strength in my hands and feet. I just moved my body and couldn't support it. I fell down accidentally, which made you worry." .”

Mo Yinglan stared at Deng Zepan for a long time, and Deng Zepan always squinted and smiled at him, without any sense of reluctance.

"Well, then, brother Deng, I'll help you get up." Mo Yinglan seemed to compromise and chose to give up. He stepped forward to help Deng Zepan, and carefully helped him to sit on the side of the bed.

"Brother Deng, listen to me, we were sent to the hospital by the parents of the boy before. Although you were seriously injured in this sudden car accident, if it weren't for that couple, we might have missed the best time. Died in the car."

Mo Yinglan stared into Deng Zebao's eyes, and said to him seriously: "I don't say this to force you to do anything, but to tell you the whole story. You are my best friend, so naturally I won't let you do anything. You have been wronged, but that is the truth, and you have the right to know, so now, what are you going to do?"

Mo Yinglan took a step back, "I know your family has a big business. If there is a lawsuit, there is almost no suspense that you will win, but the Chen family is a well-off family, and there are old and young, and the children are young. , the elderly are sick all year round, and they have no spare money to compensate for the loss.”

The next words, even if Mo Yinglan didn't say anything, Deng Zebao would understand what he meant. Under such circumstances, if he insisted on making the Chen family and his wife bear huge compensation, he would undoubtedly force them to die.

Deng Zesi folded his arms and said slowly: "But this is also an innocent disaster. I paid such a high price, but I can't get the due compensation, so what should I do?"

Mo Yinglan complained in her heart, what should he say, Deng Zepan is really aggrieved about this matter, but the Chen family really can't afford it, if the child grows up, he will have to wait at least ten years to make money on his own , How could Deng Zebao afford to wait.

But from the very beginning, the character Mo Yinglan created for himself was arrogant, conceited and vicious on the surface, but actually kind-hearted. This was decided after careful consideration. This is the most perfect character for his strategy.

The task has not been completed yet, so he can't be destroyed anyway. He has a hunch that Shangguan Ce is always paying attention to him, and once he reveals his secrets, he will not be able to complete the task, so...

Mo Yinglan raised her head and stared firmly at Deng Zebao. It seemed that Deng Zebao had to be wronged first, but it didn't matter, he would give him some sweetness as compensation.

Mo Yinglan cautiously approached Deng Zepan. Deng Zepan's eyes were cold, but he did not avoid him. After careful probing, Mo Yinglan breathed a sigh of relief. He grabbed Deng Zepan's cold right hand without any defense, and stared at him with burning eyes. By Deng Zesi.

"What are you doing?" Deng Zebao said mockingly.

Mo Yinglan stared at him seriously and said: "Let their family compensate within their ability. If you are still not relieved, then wait until the child grows up, okay?"

Deng Zepan was stunned, and asked with some difficulty: "...why."

Mo Yinglan thought he was unwilling, so she assured her anxiously: "This accident was also caused by me, if you hadn't protected me, maybe I would have died directly, Brother Deng, let me make it up to you. "

Mo Yinglan: Look at how righteous and compassionate I am.

Deng Zepan was silent for a long time, and then slowly withdrew his hand, his eyes were deep: "You don't know that I have plans for you, do you?"

Mo Yinglan was taken aback, and stared back at him blankly, "I, I didn't mean that..."

"Then what do you think you should mean?" Deng Zebao was uncharacteristically aggressive.

Mo Yinglan thought that he just had a sudden change and his mental state was not good, so he didn't take it seriously.

Mo Yinglan lowered her head and said falteringly: "I'm not, I'm not seducing you, I really want to make it up to you."

The snow-white light shone on his side face, and his rosy white skin looked fragile.

Deng Zepan suddenly grinned, "I know you don't mean that, but I do."

He lowered his head slightly, covering the look in his eyes, and said in a relaxed tone with a trace of helplessness: "How about this, Xiao Zhu, if you give me a chance to pursue you, I won't hold the Chen family accountable. It was really an accident.”

His tone of the last sentence was a little blunt, and Mo Yinglan didn't pay attention at all, and he said uneasy: "But if this is the case, isn't it that you are at a disadvantage?"

"It's okay, as long as you give you this chance, I won't be considered a disadvantage. At worst, I'll have plastic surgery after the wound heals. It won't be a problem."

Deng Zebao's eyes were deep, like two deep whirlpools.