"Your mother, and your attending physician..."
"Kidney?"
Even Chi Huan, who was usually slow to catch on, sensed something. She hesitated, "They said you woke up once in the ER... and told the doctor not to tell me that you were seriously injured."
Mou Xigu's expression was somewhat blank, and his face was darkened, as it took a long while for him to speak.
"Is it... not true?"
"My kidney's perfectly fine."
Chi Huan, "..."
The expression on Mou Xigu's face was one of indescribable frustration.
Everything was negotiable, but why did his own mother smear the reputation of his kidney in front of the woman he liked?!
...
In the following days, Mo Shiqian devoted himself to work while preparing for the wedding.
Chi Huan was busy overhauling the villa, officially making it their future home...
Although the previous style wasn't tasteless, it truly lacked aesthetic highlights.
Mo Shiqian had never cared much about these things, naturally letting her do as she pleased.
