Mo Chuxi looked into her eyes calmly.
"Do you want to ask me if I tampered with your medical report?"
He asked, his gaze sincere.
"Yan Xinxin, I did not."
"No."
She denied it.
"That's not the question I want to ask you."
Mo Chuxi frowned, puzzled, as he saw Yan Xinxin part her lips.
"I want to ask you, did you really go out on the pretense of doing business recently but actually went to the hospital to find Mu Shaoqian?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Chuxi was stunned for a second before nodding.
"Yes."
"Then what were you looking for him for? What did you say to him?"
Hearing her question, Mo Chuxi shifted his gaze to look out the window.
"I just told him that a matching bone marrow had been found for him."
"Why did you specifically go to tell him this?"
"Didn't he want to admit his mistake and redeem himself to you? Then I wanted him to hang on to his life."
Mo Chuxi replied without hesitation.
