Chapter 315

Wang Ma heard that she nodded her head and quickly replied: "madam is getting sleepy recently. Sometimes she has to sleep for several hours before she wakes up. But when a woman is pregnant, it's normal, but madam..."

The implication is that she also realized that this matter is not simple, sleepiness is normal, but has been so deep sleep, will not wake up?

Mo Shibei was also in a panic at this time, and his usual calmness had already disappeared.

At this time, he thought in his heart: Su Murong, you can't do anything!

"What can Mr. Mo do?"

Wang Ma's heart at this time is also a little anxious, she walked around and didn't know what to do.

Mo Shibei thought about the seriousness of this matter carefully, and then said to Wang MA in a low voice: "this matter must not be disclosed. If someone asks, it's just that his wife went to the hospital to see the fetal image, including his wife. Do you understand?"

Wang Ma nodded quickly, with a trill in her voice: "I know."

The speed of 120 is not very slow. Mo Shibei only feels that his arm is going to be numb, and the car that can save people is finally coming.

From blue water bay to the hospital, although there are ambulances, the speed is still not very fast.

Mo Shibei firmly holds Su Murong's cold hand, but his heart is full of regret.

I have to make trouble with her. Now it's OK. I haven't found such an important thing.

Unexpectedly still blindly angry with her, Mo Shibei thought in his heart, silently promised: he will not hurt her like this again.

After some twists and turns, I arrived at the hospital.

Because Mo Shibei's identity is special and noble, the director and the Dean have been waiting in the ward for examination.

Mo Shibei can be described as holding Su Murong into the ward, simply said Su Murong's condition, he stood on one side anxiously waiting.

After a quick and simple basic examination, the director said a word to Mo Shibei in a dignified tone, which was enough to make him unstable.

"Mr. Mo, Mrs. Mo is suspected of poisoning, but now it's only a preliminary examination, and the diagnosis can only be made after laboratory tests."

Mo Shibei was holding the table beside him. He was so strong that he almost broke the corner of the table.

There was a tremor in his voice that he could hear himself: "what poison?"

His heart is incomparable regret, why do you want to quarrel with Su Murong, why can't you protect her?!

The director also slightly shook his head. Now he just doubted. After all, this toxin is too precious for ordinary people.

So he can't give Mo Shibei a reasonable answer now.

"Mr. Mo, I'm sorry, but there's no way to confirm it now. We have to wait for further laboratory examination before we know."

All of a sudden, there was a dead silence in the ward. Only Mo Shibei's cold momentum was enough to make people unable to stand.

"Give me the test! Help me now Mo Shibei was a little excited.

If I was born in ancient times, I'm afraid I have to say "if I can't cure it, I'll take your head.".

The place of laboratory test is another place. The speed of the director and the president is unprecedented.

Mo Shibei looks at Su Murong lying on the hospital bed with no blood on his face, accepting the detection of various instruments and testing blood, which makes his heart ache.

"Well, no!"

As time went on, Mo Shibei became more and more worried. At this time, his heart would fall to the bottom.

The director wiped the sweat on his forehead. He couldn't stand the powerful pressure.

So he shivered and said, "please don't wait. The results are being tested."

He can't come up and cut that machine, just hope he can be more reasonable.

Mo Shibei fidgeted around. If these people were not afraid of him because of his identity, others would have yelled.

"Mr. mo..."

The director was holding the test sheet in his hand, and his face was sad and tangled.

Mo Shibei looked at him coldly, and his voice was like the temperature in winter: "what's the matter with Murong?"

The director hesitated for a long time, then slowly said: "Mrs. Mo, what she has is... Vaner virus."

Mo Shibei's heart sank and then asked, "why did you find out now?"

The director was scared to cry by him. He trembled his legs and replied: "this virus is a colorless and tasteless liquid that destroys human tissues through human blood. It's a chronic virus."

If it wasn't for the excellent equipment here, they wouldn't be able to check it out at all.

In other words, if Mo Shibei went to any hospital except their own today, there would be only one answer.

Malnutrition during pregnancy caused by!

Not everyone fooled him, because the toxin was hidden.

"Is there any way to detoxify?" Mo Shibei asked anxiously.

Under Mo Shibei Xiyi's eyes, the director also couldn't bear to shake his head.

"This toxin... Our hospital has no antidote."

When Mo Shibei heard this, he took the director's collar with his big hand.

He glared at me in a round way. It was shocking that he was as calm as usual.

"What about other hospitals?"

The Dean sighed several times, and then looked at Mo Shibei with the requested eyes.

He knew that Mo Shibei was not feeling well at this time, but there was no way.

"Mr. Mo, there will be no other hospitals on Hong Kong Island."

Even their most advanced hospital will not have, let alone other places where the virus can not be detected.

The Dean took the test sheet from the director, looked at it for a long time, and finally shook his head in the same way as the director before.

Mo Shibei pushed the director away and rubbed his short hair.

He looked at the person on the hospital bed who was usually like that, but now he was dying and was about to leave him the next second.

The Dean gave a bitter smile, and then said carefully: "Mr. Mo, there is another very important part of this virus..."

"He said

Mo Shibei's voice was like a devil at this time, as if they would kill if they said anything to stimulate him.

But the president has nothing to do at this time, and this matter must be let him know.

"Mr. Mo can rest assured that this virus will not cause immediate death..."

Mo Shibei's fist relaxed a little. As long as he is still alive, he will have time to find the antidote.

Even if he turned the whole world upside down, he would save Su Murong.

"What else?" Mo Shibei asked coldly.

"Is... Is..."

"Just say what the Dean has to say."

Mo Shibei looked at his reaction and knew that the next sentence of the Dean would make him unbearable.

No, the dean said: "but this virus can make people grow old slowly. Within five years, Mrs. Mo will lose her present appearance and become a dying old man. Maybe she will die..."

It is also a knife to stretch the head and shrink the head. The president also adheres to the benevolence of doctors.

Mo Shibei's figure was instantly stiff in the same place. When everyone thought that he would walk violently and retreat a little distance, he was just nailed there like a stake, motionless.

Dead silence, with a breath never before.

It's like losing God, leaving only the body.

"Mr. mo..." the Dean cried with some worry.

Mo Shibei waved his hand feebly. His eyes were red where they couldn't see him.

But his voice is still cold, with the cold that can freeze the dead.

"How does this virus enter the human body and be drugged?"

Mo Shibei doesn't know anything about this. That's all he can think of.

After all, in addition to eating, or using injection, Su Murong could not feel it.

The dean's expression was also very dignified at this time. He said in a deep voice: "the transmission route of vaner virus is through blood. It doesn't need such a troublesome method at all. The virus is too violent. As long as it touches the wound, it will catch the virus. "

Mo Shibei's fingertips hit the table. Vaner virus listened to the tone of the Dean, but it was not available everywhere.

So it's not an accident.

Is it that someone deliberately wants to kill Su Murong?

At the thought of this, Mo Shibei's heart is more regretful and painful.

All blame oneself didn't take care of her well, unexpectedly is to let the person who has a heart to give to insert a loophole.

Although he was worried at the moment, he forced himself to calm down.

As long as it is glued to Su Murong, he will be at a loss to judge.

But at this time, he can't make mistakes!

Blood transmission, and still such intimate action, will be the people Su Murong contacted.

However, the scope is too large to investigate.

"How long has my wife been in this virus?" Mo Shibei asked coldly.

It can be judged by time, and it is also uncertain that the scope can be narrowed down.

The president hesitated in answering, and after thinking about it, he said, "it's been a while. We can't detect the specific time. The outbreak of vaner virus was relatively late."

A fist smashed on the table, leaving a faint mark.

Mo Shi Bei Leng said: "it's useless!"

Now the clue could not continue, and his heart was very sad.

The main purpose of this virus is to destroy the face and then die old.

This idea must have something to do with Mo Shibei and Su Murong.

In business, Su Murong's temperament can easily make people unhappy.

If we investigate from here, we have to find out the age of the monkey.

However, the president will not be hesitant for a long time.

He took a few deep breaths, then went to the hospital bed, reached for Su Murong's almost white and transparent cheek, and waved to let the others out.

Until he whispered in Su Murong's ear for a long time, he just kneaded her hair and went out.

Sure enough, the president and the director were standing there, not knowing what they were talking about.

Mo Shibei coughed lightly and asked, "my wife must not know about this."