Chapter 33

If Mu's mother hadn't repeatedly threatened him not to have conflicts with others, he would have absolutely guarded the ward so that Meng Yunqiong would not even be able to see his sister.

I don't know what Meng Yunqiong used to threaten his parents, but his father, that old antique, would choose to compromise.

On the green path paved with white cobblestones, the two people in front were very close, and Meng Yunqiong lowered her head to listen to what she was whispering.

Mu Zhisheng angrily grabbed her coat and followed behind, "I haven't married yet, so I turned my elbows out."

It would be better if I liked Brother Shuyan back then, but now I still ask who he is, hehe, if you get angry then don't look for him.

"Have you noticed that there is a person behind us who has been following us?" Mu Zhili leaned closer to the person, and asked in a low voice, lest he be heard.

"Leave him alone." Just a light bulb.

Mu Zhili glanced back carefully again, "Didn't you say that you don't know him? What if he is a bad guy, he will be fine if he follows us like this."

Meng Yunqiong seemed to have been pressed the pause button. From the moment she opened her eyes to now, all the things that were wrong became a thread. He looked down at her with a stiff neck, and said dryly, "What did you say?"

The guard in her eyes clearly told him that she was not joking, she was serious.

Then who was he that she asked in her ward...

It wasn't a joke either, Meng Yunqiong suddenly realized the problem.

Mu Zhili repeated as if guarding against a thief: "Why don't we go back, he looks like..."

He's pretty good-looking, "You can't judge a person by his appearance, I think he might be a bad guy."

"Mu Zhisheng!" Meng Yunqiong suddenly called out with heavy eyes, tightening her hand.

Mu Zhili gritted his teeth in pain, and before reminding him, he was startled by his loud yell, and blinked at him.

"Ah?" Mu Zhisheng was still kicking the stones under his feet in depression, and when he heard someone calling him, he subconsciously made a sound.

When she came back to her senses, it was Meng Yunqiong who called him, and she immediately yelled unwillingly, "What's the name, what are you doing with such a loud voice? I'm not deaf yet, so I didn't see that it scared my sister."

"Sister." Mu Zhili put one hand in his pocket, walked forward and said, "Look, this pig doesn't care about you at all."

"Sister?" Mu Zhili pointed at himself and asked cautiously, "Me?"

He is calling his sister, "I am your sister?"

"...Are you my sister or his sister?" This sister is here to slap her in the face, right?

Meng Yunqiong frowned deeply.

Mu Zhili is not the kind of person who jokes at every degree, he suppressed the uneasy panic in his heart, the hand holding Mu Zhili's fingers trembled slightly, and suddenly hugged him with a gloomy face without saying a word.

Mu Zhili exclaimed, wrapped his arms around his neck, and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

Mu Zhisheng grabbed his arm, trying to stop his movements, "What are you doing! Let my sister down."

"Go away!" Meng Yunqiong had piercing coldness in his deep eyes, after scolding Mu Zhisheng without a trace of emotion, he bumped Mu Zhili away with his arms, and strode back.

Mu Zhisheng was stunned and staggered a few steps to the side when he was hit by someone.

The coldness in Meng Yunqiong's eyes was so intense that it made one's heart chill. He rubbed his arms and followed him back lightly. This man had taken the wrong medicine, and he suddenly became nervous.

However, her sister's reaction just now is a bit familiar...

……

As dusk fell, the rich blackness outside the window swept across the earth little by little, and the cold moonlight was also swallowed up.

In front of the large French windows, Meng Yunqiong sat on the ground, looking at the darkness outside, took a sharp breath of the cigarette held between his fingers, but coughed violently, clutching the clothes on his chest tightly, his face trembling. Wei's cough turned red, he gasped heavily, and the corners of his eyes were wet from the desperate cough.

What is normal, no cause can be found out.

Normal people's memory will decline a little bit, and they don't even remember their relatives?
A normal person will become more and more lethargic, even able to sleep sixteen or seventeen hours a day?

It's all a bunch of useless trash!

A single cell phone ring cut through the silent night, and a faint light was lit in the spacious house.

He stood up hastily, but because of sitting on the ground for a long time, his legs had long been numb, and his unconscious legs knelt on the wooden floor with a thud. Without bothering to check, Meng Yunqiong took the phone from the bed and quickly swiped down to answer it.

He was suddenly relieved when he heard that the other party had already called from abroad, and he just needed to contact the expert.

After sitting there in a daze for a while, he finally dialed Mu Mu's phone, and the mechanical female voice inside reminded the other party that the phone had been turned off.

Really worried, he put his phone in his pocket and drove to the hospital.

The emergency lights were on in the hallway, which was empty.

Looking through the glass, the ward was pitch black and the scene inside the room could not be seen. Sitting on the bench in the corridor, Meng Yunqiong checked the time. At three in the morning, she put her hands in her hair and lowered her head in a daze. All we can do is wait...

I don’t remember Mu Zhisheng, but I remember what’s the use of him. He doesn’t feel happy at all. What he wants is her to be healthy. It’s the energetic Mu Zhili when we first met in the mall, the one whose smile is brighter than the stars. Mu Zhili.

It wasn't this pale-faced person who might fall into an eternal sleep in the next moment, lifeless.

Time passed little by little.

I don't know how long it took, until he felt chills all over his body, before he heard the sound of the door opening, he got up suddenly, looked at Feng Meizhen who came out of the ward with an ugly face, "Auntie, is Zhili awake?"

Feng Meizhen shook her head and said hoarsely, "When did you come?"

"Just arrived." His throat seemed to be clogged with sand, and his bloodshot eyes were lifeless. "The foreign expert who specializes in the disease of raccoon has already been contacted. I think I will take her there today." have a look."

There was a gleam of light in Mu Mu's eyes, grabbing his arm was like grabbing the last straw, and she refused to let go, "Now go back and pack your things, let's go now."

"Well, we've got everything in touch. The plane leaves at eleven o'clock, and we'll meet people at three o'clock in the afternoon." Meng Yunqiong said in a deep voice.

"Okay, okay..." Mother Mu said repeatedly.

"Auntie, I want to go in and see Zhili first." Meng Yunqiong looked at the door.

Her voice choked up, "Go."

The face of the person on the bed was almost transparent, it had only been a day, and it gave people an illusion that the fragility would disappear in the next moment, Meng Yunqiong held her somewhat cold hand, and couldn't help comforting herself that it would be fine.

With a movement of her pale fingertips, Meng Yunqiong concealed the worry on her face, curled her lips and said, "Wake up..."

What responded to him was the silence of the room, and he couldn't hold it back for a while. He put his finger under her nose, felt the warm breath, and put his heart back into his stomach. After realizing what he was doing, He wished he could slap himself, she was just inexplicably weak, what was he doing!
nothing……

It will be fine...

(End of this chapter)

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