Wrong Love Marriage: Sheng Shao's Mysterious Wife

After being transferred to the ward, Feng Yu asked: "What's going on? Don't you always claim to be a good car driver? How could you have such a terrible crash?"

"The car accident has nothing to do with driving skills, okay? I don't hit people and others hit me, what can I do." Mo Linfeng looked around, and suddenly worried: "By the way, you didn't tell my parents, did you?"

"How dare you, your mother won't be scared to death if she knows."

"Sure enough, he is my good brother, who understands me." Mo Linfeng gave everyone a thumbs up.

After chatting for a while, Jian Yi raised his watch to look at the time and said, "Okay, since you're fine, I'll go back, and I have to catch an early flight tomorrow."

"I should go back too." Feng Yu said.

"You're all gone, so what should I do?" Mo Linfeng glanced at everyone, and held Sheng Muhan with his fingers: "You, fourth child, stay with me for the night."

"Why do you want me to accompany you at night?" Sheng Muhan raised his eyebrows.

Shouldn't it be the responsibility of the family members or the nurses to accompany them at night? As the second young master of the Sheng family, he never spent the night with him in the hospital even when the second elder of the Sheng family was feeling unwell.

Jian Yi raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Didn't the third child just say that he has broken his heart so many times for you and wants to take revenge on you severely, so you can stay with him all night. Let him feel at ease."

After the eldest and second child left, Sheng Mu looked at Mo Linfeng with a smirk on his face, and couldn't help but tease: "Those who don't know think you have a crush on me."

In a word, Mo Linfeng was almost stuck to death by his own saliva.

While coughing, he patted his chest with his unbroken hand, and said angrily, "Sheng Muhan, if you want me to die, just say so, don't use such a bad move."

Sheng Muhan ignored him, walked to the sofa and sat down, then picked up a magazine and flipped through it.

Mo Lingfeng couldn't see that he was so idle, and started looking for trouble: "I'm thirsty, go and get me a glass of water."

Sheng Muhan had no choice but to put down the magazine, and when he went to the bedside table to pour water for him, he found that the kettle was empty.

He shook the kettle: "There's no water, why don't you just endure it?"

"Fourth, will you take care of the patients?" Mo Lingfeng was so angry that he rolled his eyes: "Aren't you without hands and feet? Won't you go to the boiling water room to pick them up?"

"Where is the boiling water room?"

"I don't know, it's not in my pocket anyway."

"..." Sheng Muhan gritted his teeth: "Mo Linfeng, you are really good, if you are not afraid of being poisoned to death by me, just drink it."

Throwing down this sentence, he went out with the kettle in his hand.

He looked around, and while walking along the corridor, he wondered what the boiled water room looked like.

In the dead of night, I finally met a man who looked like a doctor, and he asked, "Where is the boiling water room?"

The other party was looking at the medical records, and threw him a sentence without looking up: "Go straight ahead and then turn left."

Sheng Muhan continued walking according to the doctor's instructions, then turned left, and he saw the sign for the boiling water room.

When he was about to leave after receiving the boiling water, he vaguely heard a faint cry for help from the other side of the corridor.

Those who can be admitted to the hospital are all patients. It is normal to cry for help when in pain, so he doesn't take it too seriously.

Until the cry for help sounded again, Sheng Muhan heard a sense of familiarity from the faint cry for help, and the pace of leaving finally stopped.

Sheng Muhan is not a person who likes to join in the fun, let alone a nosy person, but the steps under his feet are unconsciously moving towards the source of the sound.