The atmosphere in the ward was moving. Zhong Lin and Bai Xiaoxi all paid attention to Mu Qingqing and Mo Liancheng. No one noticed that Jin Shixun had been standing at the door for a long time.

If it wasn't for mu Qingqing who was out of his wits and passed by Jin Shixun in Donglin villa, he would not have followed Mu Qingqing to the hospital. Because of the distance, Jin Shixun could hardly hear what the people in the ward were saying.

But even so, the scene is clear at a glance. What Jin Shixun just can't figure out is what his sister is doing. When did it become popular to play family wine and play wedding games in the ward?

Mo Liancheng's face doesn't seem very good. Why did he enter the hospital? The question marks in Jin Shixun's heart appeared one after another.

From the ward to the stairway, Jin Shixun stopped a doctor. He pointed to the direction of moliancheng ward and asked in a low voice, "excuse me, what happened to moliancheng in that ward?"

The doctor pushed his glasses, looked up and down at Jin Shixun, with a slightly defensive look, "are you?"

"Oh, I am... I am a friend of moliancheng, a good friend..." Jin Shixun lied casually, but of course, he kept beating drums in his heart, hoping that the doctor did not know himself. After all, a year ago, his brother was recognized in public by Mu Qingqing at a banquet of the Mohist group, which caused quite a stir.

However, it seems that the heat of the matter has already faded, and the doctor obviously did not recognize the identity of Jin Shixun.

"It is not convenient for us to disclose the patient's privacy. If you are a good friend of President Mo, it would be better to make an appointment with his secretary and visit him in person."

"Because I've just come back from abroad, and we haven't seen each other for a long time. I'm worried that it would be inconvenient for him to visit him rashly. But I'm really worried. What's wrong with moliancheng? Is it serious? "

Seeing the doctor's eyebrows frowning slightly, Jin Shixun pretended to be relieved and added, "Oh, I'm just a little worried..."

the doctor's eyes deepened a lot, and then pushed the eyeglass frame, prevaricated, "don't worry, ink is just a routine physical examination, once a year."

"Excuse me!" With that, the doctor took the medical record book and left the elevator. When turning around, Yu Guang still can't stop to sweep toward Jin Shixun's direction, scorn a smile.

Not to mention the ability of doctors in private hospitals, at least they have always done a good job in protecting patients' privacy. The people who can live here are either big stars in the entertainment industry, or political figures in the business circles, or the leaders of the financial groups, the bosses of the National People's Congress, and the financial masters who control the economic lifeline of Jiangcheng.

Don't say it's sick and hospitalized. These people, however, who move their fingers and lose a few hairs, are likely to become big news in Jiangcheng. So naturally, those media will probe into the news in various ways. It is not difficult to get into the hospital.

The doctor laughed contemptuously. He had already identified Jin Shihun as a paparazzi who secretly inquired about the news. He was much more intelligent. If he wanted to cover up, he would only let things ferment. He might as well say that it was appropriate to make routine examination. He is worthy of being a private doctor of Mohist School for more than ten years. He is very good in all aspects.

Jin Shixun tightened his eyebrows, and his doubts were as numerous as a spring. If it was not for the sound of Zhong Lin and Bai Xiaoxi coming from the end of the corridor, Jin Shixun would have stayed to explore the situation. Panic, had to flash from the back stairs, but left a huge question mark in the heart.

The coffee shop is full of warm atmosphere, the rich aroma of coffee is floating in every corner, everyone's cup is emitting curl of heat, like a cloud after another. Lu caier was worried about sitting in a corner near the window. She was looking around until her eyes fell on Mu Qingqing, who had just opened the glass door. She was relieved and waved her hand in a hurry.

Mu Qingqing ordered a caramel macchiato, and then pulled off the sunglasses. The light blue gray of the fundus showed a trace of fatigue. However, Lu caier didn't notice what was wrong with Mu Qingqing. She just leaned forward to the table and grabbed Mu Qingqing's hand impatiently.

"Sister Qingqing, you are here at last. I have a lot to say to you. It's suffocating here..." then Lu caier pointed to his heart and his face was tangled.

When Mu Qingqing looked at Lu caier, she felt a little bit of waves in her heart. The feeling that she couldn't face it calmly was really depressing. So she pretended to be calm and indifferent and asked, "what's the matter?"

The waiter put a cup of caramel macchiato on the table. Mu Qingqing picked up the cup and sipped it gently. Her eyebrows were tight. It was too sweet! When life is suffering, eating something sweet can make people happy is nonsense, at least Mu Qingqing now really realizes this feeling.

Until the waiter left with the tray, Lu caier could not help but feel excited and bored, so he sat directly opposite Mu Qingqing. Naturally, he took Mu Qingqing's wrist, put his head on Mu Qingqing's shoulder, and began to play Jiao.

"Sister Qingqing, what do you think I should do?"

"For so many years, I always thought that I just like Yan Shu brother simply, but I have never felt so bad as now. As long as I think of him, I have mixed feelings. I want to see him and I am afraid to see him.""Oh, in short, my feeling now is... Very complicated, and recently..." Lu caier lingered around Mu Qingqing, with a trace of timidity in her mind. Although she hasn't seen Mu Qingqing for more than ten years, Lu caier feels as if she was old at first sight. In addition to the things they have experienced before, Lu caier doesn't have a trace of resentment against Mu Qingqing.

Referring to song Yanshu, Mu Qingqing's face suddenly became gloomy for half a minute, and her body became extremely stiff. Compared with Lu caier who nestles on her side, Mu Qingqing is more like a wooden pile, cold and strong.

Mu Qingqing's facial features are twisted, and Lu caier's heart is pouring out. In Mu Qingqing's eyes, this moment is more like a prickly cactus, called Mu Qingqing on pins and needles.

Her expression suddenly became tense. She pushed Lu caier aside in a conditioned reflex, and her eyes turned flustered. "You'd better sit over there. Others are watching..."

Lu caier is stunned, and then giggles. Her petite body jumps like a rabbit and sits opposite to Mu Qingqing, "Hey, I'm sorry, sister Qingqing, I saw you How excited

"You don't know how hard I've been these days. I don't have any friends in Jiangcheng. I don't even have a speaker. If you don't see me again, I'm going to suffocate! "