Jiang Ci had an acquaintance in the police station, so he took Ning An directly and left.

He drove the car himself. There was indescribable helplessness on Qingjun's face: "You and Mo Xiu are really matched up. They are both ancestors who torment people at night. One fell asleep in the hospital just after taking care of him, and the other ran away from home."

Let's go to the police station. Why don't you just get together and stop harming others."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ning An became angry, "I'm not familiar with him."

"Okay, I'm not familiar with it. I'm not familiar with it. Mo Xiu is a shrewd, shady, and scheming person. He always wants to gain more than he pays for anything. But he saved you, which is really the biggest failure."

"Don't mention him."

"Okay, don't mention it, you are really a little ancestor." Jiang Ci couldn't do anything to the two of them, and he was in trouble, "Ning'an, I don't know why you ran away, your eyes are not healed yet, you left me, you

Your eyes won’t heal, you know?”

"How is that possible? You are not the only doctor in the world." Ning An muttered.

"I am the one who diagnosed and treated your eyes. I know exactly what medicine you used, how much dose you used, and what kind of surgery you did. Moreover, the wound cannot be infected, and the medicine must be taken on time. If you leave me, who will care for you?"

So responsible?"

Ning An stopped talking and lowered his head in disbelief.

She actually knew in her heart that she could leave Mo Xiu in anger, but she couldn't leave Jiang Ci for the time being.

Jiang Ci took Ning An to the hospital where he worked.

He also roughly knew the reason why Ning An ran away from the Mo family, and the two quarreled again.

"Mo Xiu has a bad temper, but this is the first time I've seen him quarreling with a woman, and you are the best." Jiang Ci sneered, "He's already like this. I really don't know why you're arguing with him. He's not very cooperative.

Treatment, and he also likes to smoke, drink, and socialize. I really don’t know how many years he can live like this."

As he spoke, Jiang Ci's voice dropped, filled with infinite loneliness and sadness.

Ning An wanted to refute, but after hearing what Jiang Ci said, he fell silent.

For a while, no one spoke.

Maybe she is not generous enough. Anyway, her eyes can be cured, but Mo Xiu can only be a disabled person.

"He had another attack of gastritis tonight, and he brought him to me for stomach bleeding." Jiang Ci said lightly, "I'm not a god. I can save him for a while, but I can't save him for the rest of his life. He gave up on himself, what can I do?

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"No," Ning An said, "If he really gave up on himself, he wouldn't have made the company so big."

"Oh, what do you know? He is a man, physically disabled, and lonely. If he no longer has a career, wouldn't he be unworthy of living in this world?"

Ning An stopped talking.

Jiang Ci took her to his department. The office was large and there was a room for resting.

"Ning'an, let me make it clear to you, I don't have a place for you to stay here. If you still want to stay here for eye treatment, you should go back to Mo Xiu's house. There are plenty of rooms in Mo Xiu's house, but I don't have any.

"

"If I don't live with him, there's no way I can go back!" Ning An protested.

"It's up to you." Jiang Ci took the medicine box, put on a mask, and left the department.

He went to see Mo Xiu.

A bottle of potion has been finished, and Mo Xiu is half lying on the bed, with his eyes closed and expressionless. The hospital gown is a bit too big for him.

Jiang Ci examined him, but he didn't speak, but his attitude was quite serious and he didn't resist.
Chapter completed!