Chapter 1752 The Devil’s Trap (2)

He covered his arm and slowly raised his head, glanced at her broken car, and then looked at her. He suddenly nodded, "Blackmail you? Good, very good, my waist and elbow are injured, I'm seriously injured, I guess I can't get treatment without a million or eight hundred thousand, send me to the hospital."

Wait, wait, not a... not a million or eight hundred thousand?

An Mu seemed to have heard nothing, only heard this number.

So many years ago, how could this be possible? An Mu knew that maybe he was scaring himself, but still couldn't accept it.

Probably because he really scared her, Bo Yi looked at her deeply and said slowly, "You go, drive away, let's pretend that this happened today, I'll go to the hospital by myself."

"What, what?"

An Mu's eyes were red, and she looked at him in surprise.

"Why, do you think you can really afford to pay if you don't run?" At this point, Bo Yi seemed to sneer softly, turned around and slowly walked towards his car.

There were still his brown paper bags scattered on the ground, she picked them up and looked at him and gave them to him.

Indeed, as he said, if he didn't leave, what else could he do? He knew how poor he was, and he didn't want to ask the insurance company for compensation.

But——

After An Mu parked her broken car, she immediately took the initiative to follow him.

She had no money, but at least she had someone.

She couldn't be unable to bear anything after hitting someone.

And this time, her poisonous teacher really didn't say anything.

He had to ask for a leave note. An Mu helped drive his car and sent him to the hospital until he completed the hospitalization procedures and took the film.

An Mu stood stupidly at the door of the bed and listened to the doctor say, "Although the situation is not serious, it has been injured after all. It is best to stay in bed for a while. The lumbar spine is fractured. You should prepare well. We will arrange the operation in a while."

After the doctor left, An Mu also slowly retreated and leaned against the wall. To be honest, she couldn't face him.

He is a professor with so many things to do. She actually wanted him to lie in bed for a while. He is such a cold and mean person. If he goes in, he might not know how to ridicule himself.

But...

Today, he asked me to leave, and the scene of not caring about him was vivid in my mind.

An Mu was really conflicted about him, just like him, as if he was good to me sometimes, and not good to me sometimes, making me unable to guess his mood.

An Mu went in anyway.

He was lying on the bed inside, already wearing a hospital gown, clean blue and white stripes, his face was clear and indifferent, just like what I imagined, but also different.

An Mu slowly poured him a cup of warm water, carefully holding it and asked, "Teacher, do you want to drink some water?"

As soon as he said this, his eyes actually looked directly over and looked at her.

An Mu was slightly nervous in her heart, but she saw that his expression did not change, and he whispered, "Thank you."

As he said this, his eyes fell on the water.

An Mu quickly adjusted the backrest for him and handed him the cup of water.

Beyond her expectations, she didn't expect that he could talk to her calmly after he got the physical symptoms and was about to have surgery.

This seemed to immediately highlight her rudeness and badness.

It also reminded her of how she had called him a pervert and a psychopath that day...

She clearly remembered that when he turned around, his face was ugly and angry, and -