ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar - www.] When Chang Mo finished his work and returned, there was no one in the ward. After asking the nurse on duty, he found out that Zhan Aofan just gave an explanation in a hurry and went out regardless of the doctor's dissuasion.

The rain was still falling, hitting the ground.

"Mr. Zhan, if there is nothing particularly important, you should go back. It's raining so hard, and talking about your health..." Before he finished speaking, he glanced at the rearview mirror and was stopped by the sharp gaze of the person in the back seat.

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Isn't this looking for trouble? How can someone just have an operation and then...the big CEO like him doesn't know what he is doing on the second day?

Ning Kai thought helplessly, but obeyed the order and drove the car to a building in a certain community.

"Wait here." Zhan Aofan gave a brief command, then opened the car door and hurried into the corridor.

By the time Ning Kai reacted, his tall figure had been blurred in the rain...

Mu Anyou lay quietly on the sofa, looking at her son who was playing seriously. With his small face and focused expression, he still couldn't understand the ugliness and cruelty in the adult world. Ask yourself, can you really leave him behind? Really?

Are you willing to leave it behind? The answer is no, but...an overwhelming panic hits you, how can you get out of that nightmare?

The doorbell rang, and Mu Anyou trembled inexplicably. He looked up at the clock and saw that it was already nine o'clock in the evening. He didn't know who would come at this time. Could it be...

Fear welled up, and she shook her head and told herself that it couldn't be that person's. No matter how capable that person was, he would never find out where she lived now.

"Mom, the doorbell is ringing, didn't you hear it?" Mu Hui raised his head, raised his eyes and asked the figure who suddenly stood up and stood beside the sofa.

Mu Anyou came back to her senses and walked slowly to the door. With her heart almost in her throat, she pressed the visible wall with trembling hands.

Although the face outside the door surprised her, she still put her uneasy heart back into her stomach.

The door opened from the inside, and Zhan Aofan raised his eyes to face the figure with doubts on his face.

"You... why are you here?" Mu Anyou looked at the figure in front of him and asked the question in his heart, frowning slightly.

"I... came to see you..." Zhan Aofan said hoarsely, a burst of pain hit him, and he raised a hand to press on his abdomen without leaving any trace.

"What do we have to see?" Mu Anyou felt agitated and scolded in a cold voice. Just as he was about to close the door, he heard Mu Hui's voice rising.

"Huh? Mom, is that dad's voice?" As he said this, the man put down his toys and trotted over.

As soon as I saw the figure at the door, I immediately threw myself into his arms.

Zhan Aofan subconsciously stretched out his hands to greet him, but he hit his abdomen with the force of his rush and pulled the edge of the knife. He couldn't help but groaned and frowned.

Mu Anyou took one look at his wetness and embarrassment, and said in a low voice: "Come in." Then he walked away.

When she came out of the bathroom with a dry towel, she suddenly heard Mu Hui exclaim: "Dad, why are you bleeding?"

Mu Anyou was startled and walked quickly to the living room, where he saw Mu Hui's frightened expression.

Zhan Aofan rubbed his little head and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Be good, don't be afraid, it will be fine in a while."

The light blue shirt was wet and clinging to his body, with a dark red mottled mark oozing out from his abdomen, which looked a bit shocking.

"What's wrong?" Mu Anyou asked with a frown, her eyes fixed on the edge of his knife.

"Nothing." Zhan Aofan responded perfunctorily, then strode to the bathroom, cursing in his heart, damn, it's been two days, and the wound is still...

Mu Anyou comforted her son and walked in the direction of the bathroom.

"What's going on?" Mu Anyou opened the door and looked at the figure with his back to her, his tone uncompromisingly firm.

Zhan Aofan paused while unbuttoning his buttons. Before he could answer, the person behind him had already walked in and turned to face him.

"I had an operation." Knowing that he couldn't get through it, Zhan Aofan replied dully.

With a look of surprise on his face, Mu Anyou asked: "When?"

"yesterday."

The two of them were very close, and Zhan Aofan could clearly hear her gasping for breath. He was about to say something, but was startled by her sudden movement.

Mu Anyou hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt, and the scene that caught his eye was shocking. The gauze was soaked through, and when it was uncovered, there were hideous scars, mottled blood stains, and dark red blood slowly seeping out from time to time.

He dipped his hand into the surrounding blood with a towel, but did not dare to wipe the center of the wound for fear of infecting the wound.

"I'll do it myself." Zhan Aofan, who had come back to his senses, looked at her increasingly frowning brows, felt a little at a loss, and said hurriedly.

Mu Anyou ignored him and did not stop wiping the stains.

"How did you get here?" After a moment, Mu An asked worriedly when he saw that some tissue fluid was still leaking out.

"Ning Kai sent me here."

"Where are the others?"

"It's downstairs." She asked with a too serious expression, and Zhan Aofan immediately responded obediently.

Stretching out his hand, Mu Anyou whispered softly: "Mobile phone."

"Uh? Oh." Zhan Aofan obediently took out the mobile phone in his pocket and handed it to the person in front of him.

Ning Kai was sitting in the car with a depressed look on his face, worried about the CEO's health and wondering whether to go in and take a look. When he was hesitating, his cell phone rang.

He picked it up and put it to his ear: "Mr. Zhan?"

"It's me, Mu Anyou, Ning Kai, you're downstairs in Building C, right? Come over to 701 now." After explaining calmly, he hung up the phone.

Ning Kai was still confused until he entered the elevator. Was that Senior Mu just now? Did he hear it correctly?

When they rang the doorbell, Mu Anyou and Zhan Aofan had already returned to the living room.

Open the door and step aside to let people in.

"Your president's wound is bleeding, you should send him back to the hospital immediately." Mu Anyou explained.

After saying that, he looked at Zhan Aofan's bare upper body again. The shirt he had just taken off was already soaked through, and he couldn't find the man's clothes for a while.

Ning Kai saw this and said, "Why don't you let Mr. Zhan wear mine first?" As he said this, he was about to take it off, but he was only wearing a shirt. Once he took it off,...

"Forget it, Ning Kai, go and bring the doctor, explain the situation to him, and bring the necessary things." After a moment, Mu Anyou said.

Inexplicably, Zhan Aofan was a little happy in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. The idols had spoken, so how could Ning Kai not listen? He agreed and left quickly.

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