"She can like anyone but me,"

Lu Heyun had never said that he liked her, nor had he ever denied that he didn't like Wen Xingchen.

……

Lu Heyun was reluctant to let mo Zhiyun accompany him in the hospital, so he asked cangming to take her back to rest.

The next day, mo Zhiyun was still worried about him, so he brought breakfast to the hospital early in the morning to see him.

Lu He Yun had just finished his examination and wanted to wait for the report to come out, so he asked mo Zhiyun to accompany him for breakfast.

Mo Zhiyun looked at the wound on his knee and frowned. &Quot; why is the wound still bleeding? "

"I accidentally touched it during the examination just now." He replied nonchalantly.

"How could you be so careless?" Mo Zhiyun picked up a cotton swab from the bed and slowly wiped the blood from his wound.

"The report will be out later. If there's nothing wrong, I'll be discharged."

Mo Zhiyun nodded. &Quot; alright. &Quot;