Chapter 881: bodyguard

Wang Zhan was so scolded that he was confused.
He died unjustly.
After the accident, a lot of mess was waiting for him to deal with. Of course, he hoped that Murong Cheng could recover his memory as soon as possible. They were all rough men, licking blood on the knife edge and begging for life. Who cares about the mental pressure?
"Then... Master Rong is better now?" Wang Zhan asked tentatively.
"Receiving psychological treatment." Mu Zi burst into flames, his emotions slowed a little, "You take care of Xianghai's affairs, don't care about Qingjiang here, I will take care of him!"
After speaking, I could not help but hung up.
She is very angry. Even if Wang Zhan was considering the overall situation, she would be very angry as long as she thought that after Murong Cheng's accident, Wang Zhan did not inform her immediately.
In a familiar environment, it was undoubtedly more conducive to Murong Cheng's recovery, and Mu Zi decided to keep him.
This must be risky, but is it safe for Murong to return to Xianghai? Mu Zi did not want to suffer from parting anymore.
She glanced at the door of the treatment room, Murong Cheng was still inside.
She thought for a while and called Shen Cong: "How many bodyguards do I have with me when I travel?"
Shen Guan said: "Eight, four in formal clothes, four in plain clothes."
"No plain clothes are needed. From now on, all eight bodyguards will be dressed in uniform." Mu Zi said, "An additional quota will be added."
Shen Guanshi was slightly taken aback.
Most powerful people, no matter how afraid of death, will not sway a bunch of bodyguards when they go out, which will undoubtedly cause onlookers, so usually there are three or four around, and the rest are all dressed in plain clothes.
He glanced suspiciously at the direction of the treatment room, "Miss, do you want to..."
Mu Zi gave a soft "um", her eyes flowed cold sharply, "I want him to be my personal bodyguard, stay in my sight for 24 hours, and all the identity information of the bodyguard will be kept secret."
Guan Shi felt weird and nodded, "I will let someone prepare a suit and a gun for him."
"Wait." Mu Zi stopped him and said after hesitating, "There is a kind of chip, as long as it is worn on the body, it can locate and track the current position in real time..."
When Guan Shi heard this, he took a deep look at Mu Zi, "Yes, I will do it now."
...
Murong Cheng came out of the treatment room and saw Mu Zi waiting outside.
She sat in the soft seat of the sofa, the long algae-green dress hanging down naturally, like ripples of blue waves, outlining her graceful figure, and her charming and delicate eyebrows were quiet and quiet. When the eyes passed by his face, her face immediately Smiled.
It is more beautiful and more energetic than in his memory, like a lotus blooming in the water, pure and enchanting, full of beautiful charm.
Murong Cheng felt satisfied.
"What did the doctor say?" Mu Zi walked over and asked him.
"She said, she envied me very much." Murong Cheng hugged Mu Zi's waist and smiled, "Said that I am now at the best stage of my life, and all my knowledge of reality comes from my best state."
Mu Zi chuckled, "This doctor is quite reasonable."
"I think so too." Murong Cheng smiled.
"By the way, this is for you." Mu Zi took out a ring and put it on Murong Cheng's middle finger, "Don't take it off, you know? You have to wear it even if you take a bath."
Murong Cheng looked down and saw that Mu Zi also had a similar ring on her hand. He smiled and asked, "Couple ring?"
Mu Zi thought for a while and nodded: "Well, this kind of ring has magical magic. No matter how far away, it can let people in love know where each other is."
"I don't think I need it." Murong Cheng smiled, "Because I will always be by your side."
"Speaking counts." Mu Zi waved his eyes and motioned to Shen Cong beside him.
Guan Shi held a set of clothes in his hand: a white shirt, a black suit, a dark gray tie, sunglasses and a gun.