C17 Hurry up and Save Him

Jing Xiao Can laid limply on the bed, feeling groggy.

"A high fever of 39 degrees and 8 degrees." The family doctor Jorin took out a thermometer from under her armpit to take a look and answered truthfully.

Mo Yi Qing stood by the side and stared at her crimson cheeks. He tilted his head to look at the thermometer in Jorin's hand and ordered coldly, "Hurry up and treat her."

After saying that, he turned around and walked to the French window. He put one hand in his pocket and looked at the dark and gloomy night. Waves were surging in his eyes.

It turned out that this woman was really sick, and not faking it.

Zhuo Lin did not dare to delay and gave Jing Xiao Can an injection of fever medicine. Then, he instructed Aunt Zhou to drink another packet of fever medicine a few hours later. After the diagnosis and treatment, the two of them quickly walked out of the room.

"Wuwu..." Hearing the sound of a sleeping woman whimper, Mo Yi Qing frowned between his brows and turned around to walk to the front of the bed.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him, whose eyes were tightly shut. His red and swollen face could be seen with finger marks. His lips were dry and cracked, and the small wound on the corner of his mouth had already formed a scab.

His thick eyelashes were shaking, and his eyebrows were tightly twisted. He looked like he was immersed in a terrifying nightmare, helpless and terrified.

The investigation report that Gu Zi An had reported to him flashed in Mo Yi Qing's mind: Jing Xiao Can, 22 years old, from an average family background, and her father's whereabouts were unknown when he encountered the plane crash 10 years ago. Her mother was mentally abnormal and had been living with her uncle, Jing Yu Shan. Her grades were excellent and she had no bad habits.

How could such a simple girl with a simple background have anything to do with the fire three years ago?

Was she coerced to use her, or was her acting skills too superb? She had actually flawlessly blinded everyone's eyes!

Mo Yi Qing Junyan was cold. His hand was uncontrollably pressed on her forehead. His finger slid down and pressed on the spot between her eyebrows.

Jing Xiao Can's entire body was burning and aching. She felt a trace of coldness on her forehead as she was in a daze. Instinctively, she reached out and grabbed it. It was as if she was holding onto a life-saving straw. A smile appeared on the corner of her red and swollen lips. He mumbled... "Mom... I miss you..."

As he spoke, he leaned forward and pressed his hand against his hot cheek, gently caressing it.

Mom...

The vague words that spilled out from her thin, moving lips still clearly entered his ears.

Mo Yi Qing pulled his hand back and wanted to turn around and leave.

The woman, who was holding on tightly to her, was brought to the edge of the bed by his actions.

Fortunately, his strength was not heavy. Otherwise, she would have been directly dragged to the ground by him.

Mo Yi Qing's dark and gloomy eyes were filled with coldness. His cold eyes touched the corner of her eyes that was slowly dripping with tears. His Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times on his neck, and he somehow sat beside her.

"Mom... Dong Pei Lan chased me out... Wuuuu... Our home has been taken over by her... We don't have a home anymore, we don't have a home anymore..." The intermittent sounds of choking echoed in the silent space.

Mo Yi Qing's palm was wet, and it was all Jing Xiao Can's rapid tears.

The woman's curled up figure trembled into a ball.

She looked helpless and pitiful like a little animal hiding in a corner after being injured.

Mo Yi Qing looked at Jing Xiao Can, who had her eyes closed, with a profound gaze.

The woman in front of him was completely different from the unruly and bold woman in the hotel.

The woman's deep sobs made his heart twitch and hurt for some reason.

Instinctively, Mo Yi Qing reached out and pulled Jing Xiao Can into his arms, holding her small head tightly in front of his chest.

At this moment, the man who had always been a germaphobe did not care about the woman's tear-stained face at all. He only wanted to give her more comfort, so that she could stop the irritating crying.

Yes, when he heard her crying, he was incomparably irritated.

He even wanted to strangle her neck, wake her up, and make her shut up.