Chapter 875: sugar

She opened the door and went out.
The light outside made Mu Zi's suffocated heart relaxed. She took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly, as if to pour out all the gloom and depression.
The sunset glows red and half of the sky, and the fire clouds are piled up like splendid brocade.
Shen Cong followed her, and Mu Zi ordered: "Go to Cha Mingren Hospital."
Guan Shi nodded and said yes.
Mu Zi got into the car and said nothing all the way. Those words of Mu Zening caused her emotions to fluctuate greatly, and she didn't know how to deal with it.
She can't save him.
Mu Zening didn't let him go, she couldn't save him!
Maybe one day he will suddenly wake up, maybe there will never be that day, he is just suffering, suffering, suffering all the time, and wants to drag her to the pain!
This is torture!
Mu Zi couldn't accept it.
The car stopped at the door, but Mu Zi was still sitting in the car without getting off.
She looked somber, the driver and bodyguard thought she was thinking about things, and did not interrupt her.
Guanshi Shen answered the phone and said to Mu Zi: "Miss, it was found out that it is a private hospital with chain nature. There are a total of seven establishments across the country."
"Look for it now." Mu Zi said, "If you have any clues, no matter how late, let me know as soon as possible."
Shen Cong immediately arranged manpower to fly to seven different cities that day.
Mu Zi sat in the car and pondered for a moment, and said, "Go to the villa on the mountain, I'll go there to rest today."
She was tortured by Mu Zening and wanted to fill herself with another emotion, just like being forced to swallow a bitter medicine, and can't wait to put a candy in her mouth.
Murong Cheng is her candy.
It's just that the mountains are high and the road is far away. It was already night when I arrived at the villa, and the dark and cold house did not give her much warmth.
She turned on all the lights and saw the smiling faces of the two on the photo wall, Mu Zi finally felt a little better.
Shen Cong arranged bodyguards to watch the night as usual.
Mu Zi said, "You can stay under the mountain. I want to stay alone in the house."
There is only one way up the mountain. Keeping at the bottom of the mountain can ensure safety. Shen never objected.
When everyone left, only Mu Zi remained in the room. She looked at the couple cups on the table and suddenly realized that Murong Cheng had been away from her for three months.
Mu Zi scolded viciously in his heart: being with you all your life is a lie, at least you owe me three months in this life!
Thinking about this, my nose feels a little sour.
She held back her tears and fell asleep after washing hastily.
...
This time, I didn't sleep well and had many messy dreams.
At 6 o'clock in the morning, Guan Shi called her and told her that all seven hospitals had been checked and nothing was found.
If it wasn't Mu Zening who lied to her, then this Mu Zichuan was too shrewd, maybe he used a pseudonym, maybe he ran away when he noticed the abnormality?
Mu Zi hesitated, would you like to slow it down for a while?
She was worried that under the urgent investigation, Mu Zichuan deliberately did not take Bai Wei to the hospital to prevent her whereabouts from being exposed. What would happen if Bai Wei's illness was delayed? Mu Zening said he saw Bai Wei lying on the hospital bed...
When I was worried, there was a faint sound from downstairs, like someone trying to open the door.
Mu Zi's heart lingered, picked up the gun on the bedside, and walked out of the room.
However, there was no movement outside.
Mu Zi slowly approached the door, wondering if he had heard it wrong. At this moment, the door lock clicked and it was the sound of the key turning the keyhole!
Mu Zi's eyes widened in astonishment, whoever has the key to this house...
Before he could think, the door had been opened, and there was a man standing tall and tall in front of her, with black dense short hair messy on her forehead, as handsome and evil as ever.
The familiar breath of him poured in with the fragrance of the morning dew.
Mu Zi stared at him blankly, and did not move for a while.
After returning to her senses, she suddenly clasped his neck, and then began to cry, grievances flooded up like a tide, and even her voice was choked.
"What to do?" she cried, "Murongcheng, I lost my mom!"