Hidden ex-husband, you are not worthy

"Huamo!"

Song Hanqing came to his senses, kicked the man holding the knife suddenly, kicked the man a few feet away, then walked towards Hua Mo quickly, picked up Hua Mo who had fallen on the ground, and put him in the Drive to the nearest hospital.

Then call Dr. Dou.

"Come here."

Hua Mo was sent to the emergency room, and two hours later, Dr. Dou and Lin Shen rushed over.

"Master, how is young mistress doing now?"

"It's been two hours since I went in, so go in and have a look."

As soon as Doctor Dou rushed over, he was carried into the emergency room by Song Hanqing.

Lin Shen turned around and looked at Song Hanqing who was a little flustered, hesitantly said, "Master, the blood on your body"

Song Hanqing glanced down, his thick eyebrows furrowed tightly.

He was wearing a white shirt today, and the shirt was now stained with a lot of blood, the bright red was a bit dazzling.

"It's not my blood, it's Hua Mo's."

Lin Shen didn't speak.

After three hours of rescue, Hua Mo's life was finally saved.

He was sent to the general ward for observation.

Song Hanqing stood in front of the hospital bed, looking at the pale Hua Mo lying on the bed, the scene of Hua Mo pushing him away just now flashed through his mind, feeling a little irritable.

He twirled his thumb lightly, looked at Lin Shen and said coldly, "Have you found out, why did that man come to kill me?"

"Is it someone sent over there?"

Lin Shen quickly replied, "Back to Mr. Song, probably not."

"I've already checked, and that person is a villager in Baishi Village, the father of the tiger rescued by the young milk brain. According to his account, he doesn't want to move Baishi Village, so he has a grudge against you, President, knowing that you came here today. , deliberately ambush there to attack you."

"Are you sure?" Song Hanqing obviously didn't believe it, and half-closed his black eyes.

Lin Shen lowered his head, "I will continue to investigate."

"Hmm." Song Hanqing waved his hand, "Go and investigate this matter first."

"By the way, the temperature here seems to be quite low in the middle of the night. Install an air conditioner in the ward."

Lin Shen: .
"Yes, I'll do it right away."

Where is he going to find someone to install the air conditioner this late at night?
Hua Mo lay on the hospital bed, thinking a lot in his head.

Thinking of the scene when I saw Song Hanqing for the first time, he was like a prince who fell from the sky, so beautiful.

She also thought of the scene where she saw Song Hanqing again after the Hua family's accident.

He is still so beautiful, but compared to the past, he is much more mature and stable.

Hua Mo slowly opened his eyes, couldn't help but move a few times, pulling on the wound, and Dai frowned.

"Don't move."

Beside the bed, Song Hanqing watched, eyebrows raised, his big hand stretched out to cover the corner of the quilt beside her bed, and handed her a bowl of white porridge.

"Doctor Dou said that eating this will help the body recover."

Hua Mo looked down at the white porridge he handed over, with a slight frown between his eyebrows, he raised his head and stared at Song Hanqing with round eyes, "I don't want to drink porridge."

There was some stubbornness in her eyes, watery, as if they had suction.

Song Hanqing's handsome face darkened.

Hua Mo coughed lightly, "This porridge looks tasteless, I want to drink pumpkin porridge."

"Trouble!" Song Hanqing was impatient, so he took out his mobile phone and called Lin Shen, "Bring me a bowl of pumpkin porridge."

"You watch it boil!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

Then he turned his head and looked at Hua Mo, "Why did you save me?"

"The person he was going to stab was me, so you don't have to suffer this injury."

Why save him?
Hua Mo didn't know either, she was just too anxious at the time, and instinctively pushed Song Hanqing away.

She didn't even know how the knife stabbed into her chest.

"It's nothing! I just don't want you to die." Hua Mo said, "I would do this to anyone."

"Really?" Song Hanqing stared at her with scorching eyes, which made Hua Mo feel a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help turning his face away, "Yes!"

dong dong!

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the ward.

"Come in." Song Hanqing said solemnly.

Lin Shen pushed open the door of the ward and walked in. He glanced at the two people in the ward and hesitated.

It seems that he came at the wrong time!

Cold sweat broke out on Lin Shen's forehead, he walked in with the porridge, put the porridge on the bedside, looked at Song Hanqing and said, "Boss Song, the porridge is ready."

"En." Song Hanqing hummed lightly, and Lin Shen hurriedly backed out.

Song Hanqing opened the packaging bag with his slender fingers, poured the packaged porridge into a bowl, scooped a spoonful and handed it to Hua Mo's mouth.

Hua Mo was not used to being fed by him, her curled eyelashes flickered, "I'll do it myself." She stretched out her hand.

Song Hanqing took the porridge away and handed it to her mouth very stubbornly.

Hua Mo had no choice but to open his mouth and eat it.

Song Hanqing took another spoonful and handed it to her.

Hua Mo ate it again.

The two of them just quietly fed and ate one spoonful after another.

Lin Shen looked at the door, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

This is probably the first time Mr. Song has fed a woman besides Miss Qin Yu!Could it be that the relationship between the two of them is about to ease?
After drinking the porridge, Hua Mo rested.

Song Hanqing proposed to transfer her to the No. [-] Hospital in Fengcheng.

The matter of Hua Mo's injury was blocked by Song Hanqing, so for several days in a row, Hua Mo was recuperating in the hospital and had little contact with the outside world. However, Song Hanqing found out with his conscience, and occasionally took time to visit her, although his face was still stinky, But luckily nothing worse was said.

A week later, Hua Mo was discharged from the hospital.

Back to Yunshuiwan Villa.

Xiaomei came out to meet Huamo.

"Young mistress, the young master said that you were injured and hospitalized, but I'm worried to death. Are you okay?"

Xiaomei is young, innocent and lovely. Ever since Hua Mo married Song Hanqing, she has been working in Yunshui Bay, and she gets along well with Hua Mo.

Hua Mo shook his head at her, "It's nothing, just a small injury."

Xiaomei pouted, "I heard Assistant Lin say that your blood has stained the young master's clothes red, how could it be a small injury!"

"I stewed pig's trotter soup for you, you can drink some later."

"Yeah." Hua Mo hummed lightly.

Then he received a call from Lin Yan.

In order not to communicate with the outside world these days, she directly turned off the phone.

So, she answered Lin Yan's call.

Lin Yan's breathless voice came from inside.

"Hua Mo, you're really pissed off right now! You're actually showing off with me. Don't think that if grandma likes you and pampers you, you can be disrespectful. I've called you so many times, why don't you answer them? "

Hua Mo raised his eyebrows, thought for a while and said softly, "Mom, what's the matter with you?"

"Don't call me mom!" Lin Yan looked very angry.

"Hurry up and get out of my old house!"

Hua Mo moved his injured hand and felt some pain, so he rejected Lin Yan, "I'm sorry, Mom, I've been feeling a little uncomfortable recently, and I may have to rest at home, so I can't make it through."

"You can call me if you have anything to say."

"Hua Mo!" Lin Yan on the other end of the phone ran away immediately, "Okay! You are doing well! I must let Han Qing divorce you! How dare you talk to an elder like that! Do you still think of me as a mother-in-law? "

Hua Mo didn't speak.

She was about to divorce Song Hanqing, and she didn't care what Lin Yan thought of her, after all, the Song family would be strangers to her after the divorce.

Moreover, Lin Yan has always disliked her, so he guessed it would be no good to find her.

"Sorry mom, if you have nothing else to do, I'll hang up first." After speaking, Hua Mo hung up the phone.