Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

Chu Rufeng didn't want her to be sad, so she always picked interesting things to tell her.

Li Qingchen was amused, for so many days, it was the first time she laughed so happily, without burden.

When Mo Yanbai was in the ward, he saw Li Qingchen talking and laughing with Chu Rufeng when he cast his sights. The smile on her face was the sun that he hadn't seen before.

He withdrew his gaze, so, is this the real reason she said she would divorce after he got better?

Li Qingchen can enjoy the sun, and his mood becomes comfortable with the warm sunshine.

"Mr. Chu, you go back first, thank you for taking the time to stay with me."

"Call me like the wind." Chu Rufeng smiled, "As long as you want, I will be free anytime."

Li Qingchen thanked him and said, "I still have to go to the ward, thanks to your company. I am much better now, goodbye."

"Well, goodbye." Chu Rufeng watched her go upstairs from the garden.

In the next few days, Li Qingchen still took care of Mo Yanbai.

Between the two people, there was even more silence, and there was hardly any communication.

Mo Yanbai was actually not a talkative person, maybe in the month after the body exchange, what he said was beyond the norm.

Li Qingchen didn't know what to say, every day he just came to accompany him to dinner regularly, pour him water and cut fruits.

Every time she sat in front of the window cutting fruit, she kept her eyebrows lowered, very gentle.

Mo Yanbai's gaze was always attracted to her involuntarily, but every time she raised his eyes, he quickly retracted his gaze again, as if he had never seen her before.

A few days later, Mo Yanbai was in good health. After the doctor gave him the necessary examinations, he smiled and said, “Congratulations, Master Mo, you are recovering well this time. It’s just that you don’t do strenuous exercise for a while. Take a good rest, after a while, you will be completely fine."

"Then my head memory?" Mo Yanbai asked.

"Well... it's very common for severely injured patients to have transient and selective memory loss like yours. But we don't have any good clinical treatments. I am afraid that you can only recover by yourself." The doctor laughed. Said, "Young Master Mo just lost his memory of Mrs. Mo. I believe that it will be a matter of time before such a situation recovers."

Mo Yanbai had no choice but to jaw.

"By the way, which ward does Wan Jingfeng live in?" Mo Yanbai asked.

He had asked twice before, but Mrs. Mo said that Wan Jingfeng was not badly injured and asked him not to worry, so he did not ask again.

The doctor hesitated: "Master Mo doesn't know? Wan Jingfeng died."

"What?" Mo Yanbai was startled.

He really has no memory of Wan Jingfeng's mission that night.

When performing tasks in peacetime, Wan Jingfeng has always been his left and right hand. The two support each other, and they have always cooperated very well.

But the whole mission that night, he was not real now, so seeing that Wan Jingfeng had not come to visit him, and the other team members had come, he thought that Wan Jingfeng was injured.

In order not to affect his recovery, Mrs. Mo did not tell him the truth.

"Master Mo doesn't know?" The doctor also realized that he might have said too much, and was a little bit silly.

"You tell me what's going on with him." Mo Yanbai said solemnly.