Chapter 555

At noon the next day.

Mu Hanchuan woke up from his lethargy.

He opened his eyes, and the sunlight from the window came in, illuminating the snow-white ward.

The medicine ran down the plastic tube and into the vein on the back of his hand.

His head is still swollen and painful, a hangover.

He seems to have got used to the uncomfortable feeling.

In this half year, he came here almost every day.

Just this time, how did you drink into the hospital?

Wait, didn't he go to the bar last night?

He turned his head and saw a fruit basket on the table

There is no one else here but the fruit basket.

Who brought him to the hospital?

He pulled out his respirator and tried to sit up as a male doctor came in from the outside.

At this time, it was the time of ward round. The doctor opened his clothes and checked the wound recovery after the operation.

"Your girlfriend's gone?"

The doctor chatted with Mu Hanchuan.

"My girlfriend?"

Mu Hanchuan's head of fog, he tried to recall what happened last night.

But I have no memory. I'm too drunk.

"Why, don't you know?"

"I drank too much at the bar last night... You mean a woman sent me to the hospital?"

The doctor helped Mu Hanchuan cover the quilt, but he laughed, "it's not your girlfriend? That's a good woman. You have a perforated stomach. She took you to the hospital and paid for your medicine

Mu Hanchuan more confused, "what kind of woman is it?"

The doctor said, "it's about this high. It's very beautiful! Very young, long hair... "

Mu Hanchuan didn't have a clue after hearing this. His description is basically in line with all women.

"Where is she now?"

"About an hour ago, after you had regained spontaneous breathing, she left. I can't stay here all the time after I've been guarding you all night

Mu Hanchuan fell into silence again.

What kind of woman is that kind to him?

When the doctor left, he remembered, "by the way, when you had an operation, she signed it for you. Look at the name on this list. Is it someone you know?"

The doctor is warm-hearted, will take out the document from the clip, took in front of Mu Hanchuan.

Mu Hanchuan took a look and grabbed the list directly.

He saw the beautiful handwriting.

Ye mianmianmian!

Is he hallucinating?

"What are these three words, doctor?"

He began to doubt his judgment.

The doctor glanced at the three words. They were not even written or scribbled. The handwriting was very clear and could be understood at a glance.

"Ye Mianmian! Well, you don't know the words? "

Got the doctor's affirmative answer.

In addition to the image description of the doctor just now, Mu Hanchuan sat up excitedly from the bed.

For a long time, he wanted to come to the mobile phone and left a picture of Ye Mianmian, "please, wait a moment..."

Unfortunately, he felt the pocket of his clothes and found that he had already put on his medical suit.

"Where are my clothes?"

"When you sent it, you only wore a pair of trousers, which was very dirty and had been thrown away."

The attending doctor remembered that when the expensive trousers were cut open by his colleagues, he still felt sorry.

"Is there a cell phone in it?"

"No, nothing!" The doctor shook his head.

"Lend me your mobile phone..."

The doctor took out his cell phone from his pocket and handed it to Mu Hanchuan.

Mu Hanchuan thanks, and then dials up the mobile phone of Mu Sihao.

"It's me..."

"Brother, have you changed your number? It's noon. Why haven't you come back yet? You're not going to be drunk in the bar again? "

For more than half a year, it's normal for mu Hanchuan to get drunk, and there's a shadow in Mu Sihao's heart.

"I'm in the hospital now. Come here right away... By the way, bring me a picture of Ye mianmianmian."

"Ah, hospital! Brother, what happened to you? "

"Don't be so wordy. Get over here. You can't die!"

Mu Hanchuan directly pinched the phone.

Half an hour later, mu Sihao rushed to the hospital anxiously.

Seeing that Mu Hanchuan was still awake, he was relieved.

"Brother, what do you want to do with Ye Mianmian's photos?"

Mu Sihao is still nervous. He always feels that Mu Hanchuan seems to have to say his last words. Otherwise, he doesn't have to send a picture in the early morning. This hurriedly pulled a chair to come over, in the side painstakingly advised a way, "elder brother, you don't want not to open! Look at your brother. I'm so frustrated and still alive. Are you so handsome that I'm afraid I won't have a woman for the rest of my life? "

"Shut up and throw me out! Have you brought the photos? "

"I didn't bring the photos, but I have them in my mobile phone..."

Mu Sihao just took out his mobile phone, and Mu Hanchuan snatched it.

It's not like the person who just got off the operating table. It's very sharp.

He opened his mobile phone photo album, turned out a group photo of Ye Mianmian and Mu Chenxing from inside, opened it and handed it to the doctor.

"Would you please identify the woman you see for me?"

The doctor turned his head and looked at the screen. "It's her, it's her!"

"Are you sure?"

Mu Hanchuan asked again.

The doctor touched his chin and nodded again and again, "it's her! A beautiful woman with two dimples when she laughs

This time, it's Mu Hanchuan's turn to be silent.

"Brother, where's your cell phone? I called you this morning, but you haven't answered... "

Mu Sihao kept chanting in Mu Hanchuan's ear.

Mu Hanchuan seems to be thinking about something, until the doctor has gone away, he has come back.

"She's not dead!"

"Who is not dead? Brother, what are you talking about? "

Mu Hanchuan slowly lay down again and looked at mu Sihao. "When there was an accident, ye Mianmian was sent to the third municipal hospital. The result of death is also given by them. Go and check it for me! Is there a problem

"Brother, do you think ye Mianmian is still alive? Do you think she's crazy? How can you lie in broad daylight? Have a fever

Mu Sihao reaches out to touch Mu Hanchuan's forehead, and Mu Hanchuan pushes him away.

"I'm not crazy. Ye mianmianmian sent me to the hospital last night. The doctor can see it clearly, and the handwriting is still there.... "

Although Mu Hanchuan said it methodically, but mu Sihao always refused to believe it.

"Brother, you can do whatever you want, but don't let Morningstar know, otherwise, he will be sad again. I don't think it's that simple. Maybe someone faked her. After all, the handwriting can be imitated... "

"It's her! That's her He said with great certainty.