Mu yuan held his wrist and dragged him aside. The drugs in his hand were all drugs to suppress mental illness. Mu yuan looked familiar, and he looked at him in surprise, "what's wrong with you?"

He Chunwang didn't answer, a little dodging his question, and backhanded took the medicine. Mu yuan felt both pain and hatred. The whole United States was so big that he met him in the hospital.

"Where have you been these years?"

Did you follow king, went to the spy Island, what happened, why it was like this, and why your health was so poor.

He Chunwang covered his mouth with his fist, coughed desperately for several times, shook his head, "don't worry about me, I'm fine."

"Stop." Mu yuan shouted to him, who was going to run away in a hurry, "where are you going?"

"Go home."

"Where is your home?"

"What are you going to do?"

Mu yuan thought, what is he going to do? Naturally, he has something to ask, "was it you who planned the explosion of the laboratory from the beginning?"

"No!" Hechunwang suddenly raised his head and looked into his eyes, full of panic. The shy teenager was still at a loss when facing the person he once loved, "you misunderstood me."

"Misunderstanding?"

"I don't know. I thought... It would only teach you a lesson. My father died and so many friends died. I just want to... Vent my anger." He Chunwang looked very uncomfortable, his eyes were red, and his thin body was wrapped in a coat. He looked even bleaker. "I didn't expect to cause so many casualties. I was extremely afraid. That was not my intention."

"I looked back for you, but you disappeared. Where have you been?" Mu yuan asked, this is his most curious question.

"I came here to work." He Chunwang was originally a researcher and a genius in technology. Such a person would be very fond of no matter what kind of research department.

He is smart and talented, and he takes everything seriously.

He used to study here, and it was not difficult to find a job. He Chunwang glanced at Mu yuan quietly, "I missed you later, but I didn't dare, afraid of you... I think I hurt your brother, afraid you hate me, Xiao Yuan, I didn't mean it."

"OK, I see." Mu yuan's voice sounded calm. He looked at his face painfully as if nothing had happened. "Have you eaten?"

Mu yuan's concern for he Chunwang seemed to be the same as when he was young. Although he was an undercover at that time, he had always been very concerned about him. He also knew that he Chunwang had never participated in anything.

From the perspective of he Chunwang, no matter what his revenge is, Mu yuan can't have a second sentence.

He Chunwang's eyes suddenly turned red. People came and went to the hospital. Some people wondered why such a tall man cried like a child.

Mu yuan can't pat his head as he was a teenager.

He Chunwang is taller than him.

The child's development is really good. He is tall and thin, "Xiaoyuan..."

"Come on, I'll treat you to dinner." Mu yuan put his mobile phone in his pocket and pressed a shortcut key, but there was no trace on his face. He Chunwang hesitated and dared not follow up. Mu yuan asked, "what's the matter?"

"Xiaoyuan, don't you... Don't you hate me?"

"Eldest young master, since things in Myanmar have nothing to do with you, what do I hate you for? Besides... Who will hate you now like this..." He Chunwang seems to be dying at any time.