Yan Tianxing just finished his lunch.

This time, Mo Shangjun did not let him, the "injured", wash the lunch box. Instead, he asked him to rest in peace while she cleaned the lunch box and went back to wash it.

Yan Tianxing was surprised by her rare "consideration". And this surprise fell in Mo Shangyun's eyes... If he hadn't been injured, Mo Shangyun would have had to cripple him.

Sitting on the chair, Yan Tianxing looked at Mo Shangyun who was arranging the table, and his eyes fell on the cakes and fruits. He thought of Ruan Yan's emotionless description, and then asked quickly, "Do you need help?"

"Huh?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows slightly, and immediately reacted, "Aren't you going to repay the debt?"

Yan Tianxing said confidently, "I have no such plan."

Mo Shangjun cleared the table and tilted his head. She just felt it was incredible.

Looking Yan Tianxing up and down, Mo Shangyun did not rush to him, but leaned against the table, raised his eyebrows and said cheerfully, "Think about it, you owe me your life."

Uncle Yan, who had eaten and drank enough, said lazily, "I'm happy to owe it."

Shrugging his shoulders, Mo Shangyun said, "This life is not easy to repay."

Yan Tianxing said, "It's not a loss."

Mo Shangyun nodded, "It's not a loss."

Yan Tianxing asked, "Do you still have money?"

"I borrowed some living expenses from Ruan Yan." Mo Shangyun said very cheerfully.

Yan Tianxing frowned and said unhappily, "No matter how he ranks, he has to be ranked after 'ten', right?"

To borrow money... her boyfriend shouldn't be the first one?

Looking for a friend with an extremely unpleasant personality?

Master Yan was a little unhappy.

"Hey!" Mo Shangyun responded with a smile, snapped his fingers, and said, "That's why I didn't plan to pay it back."

"..."

Yan Tianxing looked at her sideways.

Scratching his nose with his fingers, Mo Shangjun smiled and said, "Just think of it as the money he paid for your desk."

Yan Tianxing's eyebrows moved and he felt relieved.

When Yan Tianxing asked him to "exchange his life for money," Mo Shangjun agreed and never mentioned "money" to Yan Tianxing again.

For so many years, Mo Shangjun never cared about "money".

Not even now.

If the money is gone, you can make it again. After all, her salary is not low now, and the money is rarely used; but the person is gone...

For Mo Shangyun, the two cannot be measured together.

After chatting with Yan Tianxing and resting for a while, and then finishing the two small cakes with Yan Tianxing, Mo Shangjun packed up the trash and left Yan Tianxing's ward.

She went to the ward next door and found that Liang Zhiqiong was there, and Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng were chatting with her.

Tang poetry should be about "doing things".

Asking them to wait, Mo Shangyun didn't rush anyone and turned around to find Song Xiuliang.

After the earthquake rescue, all team members involved will come to the hospital for psychological consultation.

It's been almost a week now, and the results should have come out long ago.

She had to go find Song Xiuliang and ask.

After the rescue, a group of people will suffer from psychological stress disorder. This issue is very important to Mo Shangyun, so he cannot ignore it.

It just so happened that I had just gone to work in the afternoon and Song Xiuliang was there. When I saw Mo Shangjun coming, Song Xiuliang quickly laid out the results of the second team.

"Everyone in your team is fine. If you have some problems, just come and chat with me regularly."

Speaking of this, Song Xiuliang gave Mo Shangjun a meaningful look.

"What do you want me to do?" One glance at him revealed what he was thinking. Mo Shangjun frowned and said, "Didn't I come to chat with you?"

"..."

I don’t know where this shameless thing comes from, and I can even say such things.

Song Xiuliang was so shocked by her that she was speechless for a while.

Sighing, he wisely avoided Mo Shangjun's questions, took out a stack of consultation results, and explained the situation of each team member to Mo Shangjun one by one.

He knew Mo Shangyun's temper.

She doesn't have to be concerned about herself, because she knows it well, and she is a bit "hidden and avoids medical treatment". But when it comes to others, Mo Shangyun will never let down her guard, and must understand everything.

This is probably the legendary saying - be strict with others and be lenient with yourself.

Mo Shangyun was attentive and patient, not only listening, but also discussing with Song Xiuliang.

Chat one by one until Mo Shangyun confirms that he has control over their inner states.

Song Xiuliang kept talking until he felt dizzy. After finishing the last "Ding Jing", he took a deep breath and felt like he was reborn.

Ding Jing came back yesterday. In the morning, Jiang Qiong personally brought her to see Song Xiuliang, and it was only then that Song Xiuliang evaluated her psychologically.

In Song Xiuliang's words - "She is in better condition than you."

Mo Shangyun scoffed.

"You really don't want to come for consultation?" Song Xiuliang calmed down for a moment, then asked Mo Shangjun without giving up, "You have participated in the rescue, haven't you encountered a lot of things? Don't worry, you have to suppress the illness."

"The way you talk now makes you look like a quack."

Mo Shangjun patted the dust from his clothes and finally stood up.

Playing with the pen with his fingers, Song Xiuliang glanced at her desperately, then sighed and shook his head.

When he turned sideways, Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows, then turned his head to look at him and said, "You don't understand."

"...Classmate Mo Shangyun, you are provoking my profession."

Song Xiuliang stood up suddenly and put his hands on the table.

"Well," Mo Shangyun paused and said sincerely, "really not."

She was simply expressing her opinion.

Educating her from the perspective of a bystander is often not as good as talking to someone who has experienced it personally.

Song Xiuliang raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, took another breath, and pulled on his collar to relax himself.

He had been talking to her for too long and was concentrating on it all the time. As a result, his brain was now starved of oxygen and he couldn't control his temper.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

"Knock knock knock."

The door rang three times, and then a female voice said, "Doctor Song."

The voice was somewhat familiar, so Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows with interest and glanced at the door.

Song Xiuliang said, "Come in."

The door is not locked and opens with a twist.

Shang Ru's figure appeared in the crack of the door.

Shang Ru must have just arrived, she hasn't had time to put on her white coat yet, she is still dressed as she was at noon.

Elegant and beautiful.

Looking inside, she caught a glimpse of Mo Shangyun and Song Xiuliang and was stunned for a moment.

The corners of Mo Shangyun's lips raised, forming a faint smile.

"Doctor Song," Shang Ru called out first, and then started to talk, "Director Xu said that he had an impromptu meeting and I haven't been able to contact you, so he asked me to come over and call you."

Song Xiuliang glanced at the landline and mobile phones on the table.

Because Mo Shangyun wanted to concentrate on "asking for advice", he put them all on strike temporarily.

He looked familiar to Shang Ru. After nodding, he asked, "What time is it?"

"At five o'clock."
Chapter completed!