After the divorce, Mr. Lu was addicted to clinging to her

Putting the removed right hand back into his trouser pocket, Lu Wenfeng took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and lit one for himself as if nothing had happened: "We'll wait until you cure Zhou Ye."

Glancing at the no-smoking sign on the wall, Lin Mo took the cigarette from his mouth with a cold face, and snuffed out the trash can next to him: "The marriage divorced you, and I want to help you save your sweetheart, and share all the cheap things Let you take it all, Lu Wenfeng, why do you think so beautifully."

Before Lu Wenfeng could speak, Lin Mo said in a louder voice, "Don't even think about it."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked towards the office.

Seeing this, Lu Wenfeng stretched out his long arm and grabbed her arm, then pulled her back.

Lin Mo was annoyed at being dragged, and shouted at him angrily: "Is it true that my heart matches Zhou's, and you want to exchange my heart for her?"

Lu Wenfeng's face darkened: "If you think so, then do the inspection first tomorrow."

Looking straight at Lu Wenfeng, Lin Mo sneered in his heart, he really had this idea.

Sure enough, he wanted to exchange her life for Zhou Ye's.

After looking at Lu Wenfeng sarcastically for a moment, Lin Mo shook his hand away bluntly.

However, as soon as she turned around and took two steps, she turned her head and said fiercely at him: "Don't mention Zhou Ye to me again, there is no discussion about saving her."

"Also, when you go to go through the formalities, you can let me know."

This time, Lin Mo really left after speaking.

At the door of the consultation room, Lu Wenfeng did not chase after him, but looked at Lin Mo's back with complicated eyes.

Formalities?

Lin Hongwei still counts on her to stabilize the relationship with the Lu family after planning the marriage, is she willing to leave?

...

Back in his office, Lin Mo changed his clothes and left work tired.

In the taxi, she rested her elbows on the doors and windows, and rested her palms on the side of her face.

The light on her face flickered, making her look even more lonely.

"Xiao Mo, it's a boy, but we were still one step too late, and the child still couldn't be saved."

A gust of warm wind blew in, and Lin Mo's eye circles turned red, and his memories were full of Xu Ning standing in front of the operating table with her seven-month-old child in his arms.

If Lu Wenfeng hadn't thrown her abroad, her child wouldn't have disappeared like this.

Why?

Why should she save Zhou Ye and his sweetheart when her child is gone?

In the next few days, Lin Mo had been waiting for Lu Wenfeng's divorce notice, but he never got it.

At noon that day, when she returned to the office from the outpatient clinic, she saw a four or five-year-old boy sitting alone on a bench in the corridor.

The little guy looked like a white and soft little bun, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and he covered the knee of his right leg tightly with both hands.

Suddenly, Lin Mo stopped.

The four eyes collided, the little guy's pitiful little eyes, Lin Mo stepped over and knelt down in front of him: "Injured?"

Lin Mo came over to ask questions, the little guy pursed his two thin lips, looked at her very seriously with a pair of dark eyes, and nodded to her defensively.

There was still a look of panic in his eyes.

Seeing this, Lin Mo gently removed his two little hands, carefully lifted his trouser legs, and said softly, "I'm a doctor, let me show you."

Seeing that the little guy's knee was broken, Lin Mo got up and went to the office to get iodophor and a band-aid, and treated the wound for him in two or three strokes.

The injured knee was covered with a bandage, and the little guy's frown that had been tightly frowned suddenly relaxed, and his eyes lit up instantly.

Looking up at Lin Mo, Lin Mo happened to be looking at him too, his face blushed, and he gave Lin Mo a serious thumbs up, as if an adult was praising a child.

Lin Mo was teased by the little guy and laughed, someone's child.

Young, old-fashioned.

If her child hadn't died, it would probably be this old!

"Young master." As soon as the laughter fell, Lin Mo heard a voice behind him.

She looked back and saw the man next to the old man, Lin Mo's face changed.