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Chapter 42 Two Little Public Promises

When she saw the caller ID, Jing Muyao smiled unconsciously, and the corners of her mouth curved into a nice arc.In an instant, she already thought of that man's beautiful eyebrows, gentle voice, and even his strength on the bed.

Therefore, her ending sound is slightly raised: "Hello?"

"Are you a friend of the owner of the phone? He is in a coma in the hospital now, can you come?"

Jing Muyao's world collapsed in an instant, and the rubble and rubble that fell from time to time left her scarred and bruised.However, the extreme pain will make people calm down: "Hospital address, thank you."

Xi Cai looked at her in a hurry and was a little worried: "What's the matter? Is there something urgent?"

"I have to go, something happened at home."

"Is the flight booked yet?"

"It's ready, it will be in three hours." Jing Muyao returned to her while taking things, "If Qiu Wenhui asks you about me, you just say that you don't know, and if you ask about our relationship, just say cooperative relationship, don't give it to yourself. Get in trouble."

"It's urgent? Can you come back? I guess I have to stay here for ten days and a half."

"I'm not sure about this yet. I'll let you know when I see the situation."

"Okay." Xi Cai didn't ask any more questions. Although Jing Muyao didn't show any emotion on her face, her serious tone proved that the matter was serious, otherwise she wouldn't have spoken so seriously.

"be careful."

Jing Muyao nodded, opened the door and left, "You too."

Sitting on the plane, Jing Muyao forced herself to empty her mind, thinking of nothing, she couldn't lose her footing.

After getting off the plane, she didn't care about the taxi driver's slaughter. After reporting the address of the hospital, she began to close her eyes and take a nap. She had to raise her energy to face everything.

After arriving at the place, Jing Muyao realized that the hospital was not far from her villa, but because of its small size and a little bit out of the way, she had never heard of it.

Stepping into the hospital lobby, a strong gloomy atmosphere rushed over. There were not many people in the hospital at night, but the pace of coming and going was very hurried.

After experiencing it for herself, Jing Muyao frowned, the scale of this hospital is really small.The consulting room is small, and there are few operating rooms. The place for infusion is the benches on both sides of the corridor, and there is not even a decent place. Jing Muyao has to be very careful not to step on the feet of the infusion patients on both sides of the corridor.

In such a crude environment, thinking of Ji Weixi's coma on the phone, Jing Muyao finally got a little anxious.

"Hello, I'm here to see the patient." Thinking that the hospital may not know Ji Weixi's name when she is in a coma, Jing Muyao temporarily organized the language, "A very young girl, she should have come in today, now Still in a coma. Please check for me, thank you."

Watching the medical staff working on the computer, Jing Muyao leaned sideways in front of the service desk, her toes rhythmically tapping the ground.

This is her habitual action when she is anxious, but she doesn't know it.

After waiting for 2 minutes, the sound of typing on the keyboard crackled, which was extremely piercing at night. Jing Muyao hesitated to speak, and finally became a little impatient.

I don't know if the medical staff noticed her anxiety or the timing was just right, she just changed her standing position when a crisp voice rang out: "I'm sorry, there is no such person as you described. But around eleven o'clock this morning, There was a woman who was sent in and is still in a coma, but she is about 50 to [-] years old."

Jing Muyao frowned and was about to ask the medical staff to help her search again, when she suddenly thought of something, and there was a temporary change in her voice: "Can you take me to see that woman?"

"Okay. Xiao Li, take this lady to see the patient who was sent in today. Room number is 32."

Jing Muyao nodded her thanks and followed the footsteps of the medical staff. At night, the harsh echo of high heels came from the clean floor.Jing Muyao was feeling anxious, the sound undoubtedly aroused her emotions, and even made her uncomfortable, so she subconsciously covered her ears.

"It's here, please come in." The medical staff pushed open the door of the ward, and the light inside was a bit dim, not the dazzling bright white, which eased people's emotions a little.

Jing Muyao didn't respond and walked in in two or three steps. The space inside was quite large, with two beds in total. At this time, one bed was empty, and there was a person lying on the other bed.

Jing Muyao's eyes were a little moist, and she walked quickly to the bed and called out in a low voice: "Mom."

When the medical staff heard the call, they couldn't help looking up. The short-haired woman with her back to the light bent over, and the shadow covered the person on the bed, as if she was gently hugging her mother.

As a member of the hospital, all kinds of life and death have long been familiar, but this call still attracted her attention.The medical staff focused slightly. Maybe it was because night is easy to make people emotionally sensitive, and it happened that the woman's voice was full of distress, so it took a long time for her to experience the feeling of being moved again.

She thought that the woman would start to express all kinds of distressed words or regrets like other family members, but she didn't.

After she came back to her senses, she just met the woman's bright eyes: "Hello, do you know what happened to my mother when she was sent to the hospital? Is there a young girl beside her?"

"I'm working all day today, and I was there when my aunt was brought in." The medical staff's eyes rolled slightly into memories, "At that time, my aunt was carried by a middle-aged man, and she had fallen into a coma at that time. When the situation is more urgent, we focus on saving people first. However, after dealing with the situation of the aunt, we found out that the middle-aged man who brought the aunt had disappeared. The aunt is unconscious, and it is impossible to take care of her, so we passed her The mobile phone that I have been holding in my hand has contacted you."

"I see, thank you, I will pay the fee later."

"Yeah." The medical staff took another sneaky look at her while nodding, and turned away in a panic when they met her gaze, "Then I'll go out first, call me if you have anything to do."

"Okay, thank you." Jing Muyao nodded in greeting, and watched her leave the ward, the calmness she had been pretending collapsed, and she sat tremblingly on the edge of the bed and touched the face of the person on the bed: "Mom, Yaoyao is back, what do you want?" Well, our good days are yet to come."

The presumptuous teardrops wanted to jump out of the eyes several times in rebellion, Jing Muyao raised her head, and when her sight returned to level, everything was clear.

She can't cry.

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone was extremely loud at night, Jing Muyao immediately pressed the connect button, "You called at the right time, Xiao Gongju is gone."

Liang Yuan bit his lower lip, the blood on his clenched fist was dark, and there were obvious marks of being smashed on the table beside him: "She is in Concubine Hui's hands."

"condition."

"No conditions." Liang Yuan's voice contained clear anger, "She called only to say that Xi'er was in her hands, and then hung up."

"Is it possible to track the location of the phone call?"

"I tried it, black card, but I can't find it."

"Fuck." Jing Muyao cursed, "What should we do now?"

"I can only wait."

Jing Muyao lingered a few steps by the window, the full moon in the night sky reflected in her eyes, instantly, her eyes seemed to hold the entire sea of ​​stars, too deep to be seen through, too far away to be touched .

"It's good news to wait for." Jing Muyao glanced at the quiet person on the bed and walked out of the ward, "My mother's mobile phone is in my mother's hand. I think she tried to save my mother. If not, she must have a way to save herself. No matter how bad it is, when my mother wakes up, we will definitely know the news about Xiao Gongju."

The two of them tacitly did not say the worst outcome. When the phone was hung up, Jing Muyao walked a few steps and suddenly started running, with the corners of her clothes flaring against the wind in a handsome arc.

It's going to be fine, how could something happen to such a good little public servant.

"Xiao Gongju." The light in the living room flickered on.

"Xiao Gongju." Ji Weixi's door was pushed open a crack.

"Xiao Gongju." The bathroom door opened in response.

Jing Muyao took a breath and leaned her body against the wall, her face was flushed because of the sprint, her forehead was wet with sweat, and her clothes were wet.

She closed her eyes and said softly, "Xiao Gongju."

A quiet room.

When her breathing was steady and her clothes were drying on their own, Jing Muyao picked up the key that was thrown on the ground when she opened the door, closed the door and walked out.

The night was very quiet, except for one or two birdsong, the only sound was her heavy breathing.

This tranquility made her feel a little suffocated for no reason, as if she was holding a breath in her heart, unable to breathe out or swallow it, it made people uncomfortable for no reason.

She was finally heartbroken and shouted: "Little Gongju, Xiaogongju, Xiaogongju..."

After shouting several times, she closed her mouth and fell into silence again until she couldn't breathe well.

"I'm here."

Seemingly hearing Ji Weixi's voice in a trance, Jing Muyao immediately looked up and looked around, no, not even a ghost.

"I am here……"

The voice sounded again, and Jing Muyao's heart felt a little uncontrollable immediately, pounding, as if her feet were about to separate from her body.

But she still didn't dare to answer, she was afraid it was just her auditory hallucination.

Her eyes were unusually bright at the moment, carefully observing everything around her like a searchlight.

When a black shadow gradually appeared at the turning point a few meters away, and the shadow was getting longer and longer and finally fully revealed and moved towards her, Jing Muyao kept her head half bowed and remained motionless.

"Ayao, I'm here."

Jing Muyao still stayed where she was, but her hands were secretly clenched into fists, trembling slightly uncontrollably.

"Ayao—" A voice close to her ear sounded again, and Jing Muyao seemed to be sure, and slowly raised her head.

Under the night, the waist-length beauty has delicate eyebrows and elegant temperament, but the messy clothes make her beauty slightly compromised, but this doesn't affect Jing Muyao slowly opening her arms towards her.

The feeling of fullness in the embrace made Jing Muyao bury her head and lean against the beauty's shoulder socket, and the beauty hugged her tightly in silence, until the skin on her shoulders felt unexpectedly wet, the beauty wanted to reach out and push her away.

But Jing Muyao just stayed on the beauty's shoulder and didn't look up, like a stubborn child hugging her lost toy.

After a long time, Jing Muyao let go of the beauty and looked her up and down from head to toe: "Xiao Gongju, are you alright?"

Ji Weixi smiled, and casually rolled up the sleeve of his right arm with his left hand: "It's okay, I just accidentally got a cut on my arm, no—"

Before the word "deep" came out, she stopped in a daze, because Jing Muyao in front of her was crying silently.

The teardrops hit the ground drop by drop, but it seemed to hit her heart, warm but heavy, making her breathless for a while.

The author has something to say: continue to thank Nuan Yu Da and Feng Jiang Da Da, the president has nothing to repay, he can only offer his sincerity!Please don't waste any more money, President Xinyi accepts it, thank you very much!

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