Mu Chudi only felt himself sinking until he sank to the bottom of the sea.

Darkness and desolation, only endless despair!

"No!"

Mu Chu Di suddenly opened his eyes, and the white smallpox came into his eyes.

The smell of disinfectant was all around.

"No what? Why don't you just eat some fruit? It's necessary to be so excited. "

Fanque put the grape in his mouth and squinted at mu Chudi.

"I said that you can fall into the water. You are also a talent."

Mu Chu Di sat up and looked around the hospital.

She's not dead!

She was rescued.

Vaguely, she remembers holding her hand tightly, which she refused to let go.

"Who saved me?"

"Who else but Sir?"

Shen Jingchuan?

I don't know why, there is a kind of dull feeling in my heart.

Fanque waved his hand and threw the key to mucchu flute.

"According to the old rules, I'll go away with my husband."

Shen Jingchuan disappears for several months every summer, and mu Chudi helps to deal with the company's affairs.

"But it's not summer yet."

Fanque's face became dignified, and his eyes were burning with fire. "It's not for you...".

The last word, fanque held back.

He remembers the orders of his husband.

Don't let Mu Chu Di know.

About to blurt out the words temporarily changed, "Mr. go out also need to see the season, want to go, anyway, the company's things you watch."

"Those old men are staring at me."

"Don't let out Sir's business."

Fanque carefully repeated the reminder and got Mu Chu Di's reply before he left the room.

Outside the room, when the guards outside heard the words of Van Gogh, he said suspiciously, "Van Gogh, Miss Mu was not saved by Mr. Mu!"

Fanque hit him on the head with a dull hammer.

"Who said it wasn't my husband who saved me? Didn't my husband jump into the sea at the first time?"

"Yes, yes."

"That's it. Jumping into the sea is saving people. What's the difference?"

The only difference is that the person who catches the flute player is not Mr.

And because of this, sir wants to fly to that place early.

Sir's body... Ah.

Since my husband has saved people, he will make it meaningful.

In fanque's eyes, only Shen Jingchuan.

He just thought that mu Chudi would be more and more grateful to Shen Jingchuan, and then he would work hard for Shen Jingchuan.

On the other floor of the hospital.

"What happened to Mr. Huo?"

Huo Xiao's bodyguard, who was driving a yacht at that time, asked.

The doctor shook his head, "Mr. Huo has a lot of old problems, and he is immersed in the sea water. He is so cold that he has to endure for a while."

"I've given Mr. Huo some medicine and water for his fever. It should be all right in a few days."

After the doctor left, there was a murmur from a man in the quiet ward.

"No... put... Hands..."

The bodyguard looked at Huo Xiao tightly grasped by the horn and sighed slightly.

When Mr. Huo rescued DD, when he fainted, he also held DD's hand tightly and refused to let go. It was the doctor who forced him to separate for better treatment.

What kind of feelings can make people have such obsession?

On the same day, the doctor diagnosed mu Chudi, and she was discharged.

She doesn't like hospitals. She doesn't want to stay for a moment.

On the night she left the hospital, Huo Xiao woke up with a high fever.

"Mu Chu Di!"

The bodyguard was driven out to look for someone.

Soon, the bodyguard will be back.

"Mr. Huo, she has been discharged."