Chapter 1303: So threatened? (three)
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The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife
- Bei Chuan Yun Shang Jin
- 1167 characters
- 2021-02-13 09:49:52
The low-sensitivity sound fell, and the summer night was eased. I turned to look at the ward behind me. Through the glass window above, I could see the sleeping bed, the weak Mu Ling poem.
"Mr. Mu, no matter what, you must find Amo unscathed and bring it back. She can no longer withstand too many blows, or she will collapse sooner or later."
Destiny is too shallow for her, and these unfortunate things should not have been hers.
Xi Xia night looked at the lifeless Mu Ling poetry in the hospital bed, and my heart was somewhat repressed and breathless, and I felt a little sad.
Mu Xiaochen nodded, and his tone was extremely firm. "Reassured."
"Well, go in and stay with her."
Xi Xia night said low.
He only took her to go to the ward.
After a while, Zhuang Shurong was anxiously coming over the phone, which was the phone that Mu Chen received.
"You don't have to come over, there isn't much of a thing, that is, nutrition can't keep up with the emotions. Don't let his grandfather say, don't let him worry. It's like me and summer night, the little town is taking care of the mother."
"Dust, isn't something happening? How do you suddenly faint?"
Zhuang Shurong still has some doubts.
"This, I will tell you later, rest assured, nothing."
At the moment, it is not a good time to explain these things. Mu Chenchen simply said a few words.
"Is it Amo's thing? Ah? You said, I am very anxious with your dad, your dad is going to the hospital to find you."
Zhuang Shurong's tone is naturally very anxious.
"Mom, let him not come over, wait until Ling poetry wakes up tomorrow. Nothing can go back directly after two days. When it comes time, it’s too late. You should have dinner first. Here are me and summer night, you don't have to worry about it. ""
Mu Xiaochen simply said a few words, then hung up the phone.
For Mu Lingshi’s case, in fact, Mu Xiaochen’s heart already has a bottom. When Li Si came over, the old man’s eyes saw the Mu Chen dust standing in front of the aisle, and the dim light was given. He was shrouded in a layer of cold and cold.
"Young master? How is Miss Ling Shi?"
Li Si came to his front with a few steps and asked with concern.
"Fortunately, you take these things and give them an analysis to see if you can find the place in the photo. Also, see where Julie is now, what have they done these days."
Mu Xiaochen said that he had handed a paper bag to Li Si.
Li Si was puzzled for a while, and quickly picked it up and opened it -
"Amo? Young Master! How is Amo? He... is injured? Mom, it’s the group of animals!"
Li Si quickly looked at the big stack of photos, and the brows were wrinkled deeper and deeper. "Young master, not right, why didn't you find Qi Shao? And Yang Sheng, aren't they caught together? These photo masters Where did it come from?"
Mu Xiaochen slowly passed his hands. "These things are sent directly to Ling Shi."
"Send to Miss Ling Shi? Who sent it? Is that all? What do they want to do?"
Li Si’s heart was tight, and when he thought of the person lying on the bed, there was a burst of anger in his heart.
Do they want to use this thing to scare Miss Ling Shi?
Mu Xiaochen did not answer, but the sneer that had passed the corner of his mouth had already told Li Si the answer.
"It's mean and shameless!"
Li Si’s angry cold shouted.
"The cover of the courier is also inside. Look at it yourself, be sure to check out the person you sent."
"Yes, please rest assured, I will do it right away!"
Li Si should be.
"Oh, yes, the young master, just a little document from Su Shao, he said, let you see, it seems to be the car accident of the young Master Ling Tian six years ago."
When the words fell, Mu Chen was only a meal, and after a quiet silence, he was indifferent. "I know."
......
Car accident six years ago...
Ling Tian...
Not talking about this, I almost forgot the summer night!
Because the things in these two days are really too much, she forgot the letter for a while!
The letter of Inspector!
"what happened?"
Mu Xiaochen just pushed in the door and saw the summer night standing in the door. When she saw that her face was a little wrong, she was concerned, "How is the face so bad? Uncomfortable?"
"No, don't worry, I just remembered the letter I told you before. The letter that Inspector Zhang gave me, I still stayed in the safe at home and almost forgot about it."
Xi Xia night squinted, secretly licking his head can't!
"It's okay, tomorrow's Ling Shi is fine, go back and see it again. Go in."
......
Mu Lingshi was sober in the faintness. He only felt that there was a blank in his head. It was also a pale, powerless, weak and weak body. It was a bit difficult to get up and struggle.
"A poem? Are you awake?"
Xixia night came with a pleasant surprise, and the whole person was relieved, while talking, holding her up.
"Scorpion? How are you here? Where is this?"
Mu Ling's poems looked at the summer night that suddenly appeared in front of him.
"You suddenly fainted, we sent you to the hospital, here is the hospital, how do you feel now? Your brother just went out to let the mother bring you some porridge, are you hungry?"
Xia night rushed to pour her a cup of warm water.
Mu Lingshi faintly picked up a little, and took a sip of it, and the voice was hoarse and weak. "Hospital... How come I came to the hospital?"
Mu Lingshi supported his heavy head and said lowly.
"It's okay, the doctor said that you can't keep up with nutrition, and you must not be excited. You must keep a happy mood so that you can have a healthy and lovely baby. Don't worry, you know?"
Xi Xia night said that Mu Ling’s head was only '唰', and remembered the previous things. Now, his face is white, and he quickly stretches his hand to live in the summer night. "Xunzi, Amo, Amo, how? Those people must have poisoned him, must be! Brother, my brother? Brother, you will help me to save Amo, brother!"
"A poem! You calm down! The doctor said you can't be excited!"
On the summer night, Xi Ling’s poems looked like Mu Ling’s poems. When the heart was in pain, he put the cup in his hand and hugged it directly.
Mu Ling’s poem struggled for a moment, and then there was some powerlessness in her back, crying silently in her arms--
It’s hard for her. For such a period of time, the blows that have been repeated one after another have always been the people who are indifferent in appearance and can support themselves. Even the summer night can’t be moved.
Gently patted her back and whispered comfortably. "Nothing, believe in your brother, he will save Amo, don't worry..."