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Chapter 261: What did she call for?

    

ce that she would be leaving tomorrow. 。In the evening, after packing up my things and taking a shower to prepare for bed, there was a noise coming from the living room. 。"Zhang Sao"Lin Jinran called..."Hey, that's my phone!" Ji Yun Ting couldn't help but angrily say from the side.

Fu Mo'han ignored it completely, not hearing the familiar voice of the woman on his phone. He continued to speak coldly, "Speak!"

"Hello, Miss Lin is asleep now. Are you her friends If so, please come to Sakura Road Hospital. She's sick and asleep now." The nurse said timidly but conscientiously.

Fu Mo Han was surprised, his black eyes narrowed.

Sick, hospital

"Hey, where is he" Ji Yun Ting, who hadn't heard anything, anxiously asked from the side.

Fu Mo Han tossed his phone to him, his dark eyes swept over Ji Yun Ting's handsome face, his disheveled clothing, and warned, "Stay away from her!"

After speaking, he strode towards the door.

Ji Yun Ting stood rooted to the spot, staring incredulously at Fu Mo Han's disappearing back. He was truly exasperated.

He showed up out of the blue this morning and warned him on his way out, "You're sick!"

He pressed Lin Jinran's phone again, but no one answered. Ji Yun Ting grabbed his hair a little irritably.

It's fine, her husband is here now, he should be alright.

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Fu Mo Han drove to the hospital and, according to the nurse's instructions, quickly found Lin Jin Ran's ward using the door number.

He pushed open the door and strode inside, his gaze falling on Lin Jinyan lying in the hospital bed.

Her fair complexion looked a little pale, and her usually rosy lips were also tinged with white. Her eyes were closed, and her delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if she had something on her mind.

Fu MoHan's tall figure stood by the bed, looking down at Lin JinRan who was sleeping peacefully, as still and quiet as a sleeping beauty.

He gently pulled up a chair beside the bed and sat down with an air of confidence.

All the anger in my heart quietly dissipated, vanishing without a trace.

His dark eyes stared deeply at the woman lying in the hospital bed, silent and still.

"Buzz buzz buzz."

His phone rang, Fu Mo Han frowned and glanced at the caller ID, Lin Ruochu.

He glanced at Lin Jinran, confirming she was still asleep. He got up and strode lightly out the door.

Then he pressed the answer button.

Lin Ruochu's sweet voice, with a hint of coquettishness, "Mo Han gege, when are you coming over I want to spend some time with you."

"I'm rather busy today, I'll visit you in a few days." Fu Mo Han replied coldly.

Lin Ruochu was a little disappointed, "Are you busy Well then, Mo Han ge, when you're not busy, come see me again okay"

"Hmm." Fu Mochen replied casually, not taking it to heart.

After hanging up his phone, he turned and went back into the ward.

Lin Ruochu looked at the phone that had been hung up. The tenderness and obedience just now were gone, replaced by a frown on her delicate face, her expression cold and sullen.

She looked up at Xu Ronghua, who was clipping his nails beside her, and said in an unhappy tone, "Mom, call Lin Jinyan."

Xu Rong-hua looked up at her, a little surprised. "Now"

"Yes, I feel uneasy. As long as they don't divorce, I won't feel at ease." She clenched her fingers, a feeling of unease always washing over her heart.

As long as they don't get divorced, she doesn't sleep soundly.

Although Fu Mo Han used to be cold, he would never have rejected her so bluntly before.

Yesterday was like this, and today is still the same.

It must be Lin Jinran who said something, driving a wedge between her and Fu Mochen!

She will absolutely not allow this to happen!

Xu Ronghua put down the nail clippers and picked up his phone to call Lin Jinran.

In the quiet ward, a soft ring sounded, causing Lin Jinran to lightly frown. With a murmur of "good night," he turned over and ignored the phone ringing continuously.

Fu Mo's cold eyes swept over the phone on the table, the flickering screen displaying Xu RongHua's name.

What was she calling aboutgasping for air.The next second, the woman fell onto him once again, her red lips pressed against Fu Shaoqing's thin lips, like a person who had been thirsty for a long time, drinking water and unwill...