The woman's face was pale and she kept shaking her head. Her mouth made a vague sound.

Mo Chi Wei and Chi Zhi Heng were stunned.

"What's wrong with your throat?"

The woman shakes her head in panic. She wants to close the door, but Mo Chi won't let her.

"Zhiheng, call the doctor."

The woman doctor came down from the car with a medicine box.

Mo Chi Wei looked at the woman who kept shaking her head. His face was cold, "you are Meng Baizhi."

His tone of direct affirmation.

The woman still kept shaking her head. She couldn't make a sound. She was so anxious that she kept waving her hand.

Chi Zhiheng scratched her scalp suspiciously. Although the woman's facial features are like Angelica dahurica, how could she be so depressed?

"Four elder brothers, can you recognize the wrong person?" His impression of Angelica dahurica, clear water out of Hibiscus, noble and elegant, pure and beautiful, can not be such.

That face and hand, all Cun don't work, a bit also smooth, also don't have any aesthetic feeling.

Mo Chi Wei you Mou Lin Lin warned Chi Zhi Heng one eye, "shut up!"

He forced the door open and winked at the woman doctor.

After the female doctor went in, Mo Chi Wei and Chi Zhi Heng leaned on the wall and smoked, "fourth brother, if she is Angelica dahurica, what do you plan to do in the future?"

Chi Zhiheng once witnessed the love between Mo Chiwei and Meng Baizhi. At that time, they were still young. He still vaguely remembers the scene of young Mo Chiwei riding a bicycle carrying Meng Baizhi. The young Qingjun's eyebrows were full of green and gentle smile. The girl holding his clothes behind him had a clear smile and beautiful eyebrows.

He once thought that the fourth brother would never marry any woman except Meng Baizhi in his life.

Mo Chi Wei accelerates the speed of smoking. Obviously, he didn't expect to find Meng Baizhi who has been missing for several years.

For a long time, he didn't answer Chi Zhiheng's words. Chi Zhiheng didn't ask any more questions.

The female doctor came out of the room. She called Mo Chi Wei aside. "Her right hand tendon had been picked off, her throat had been destroyed, and there were many marks of abuse on her body. She was in a bad mental state. It's better to take her back to the big city for dual treatment of physical and psychological combination."

Mo Chi Wei nodded in silence.

Mo Chi Wei went into the room and looked at the woman who was huddled in the corner of the bed with her knees and didn't dare to look at him. He went over and squatted in front of her. His voice was low and hoarse. "Angelica dahurica, I'm ah Leng. Don't be afraid. We're going home."

The woman slowly raised her head. Her eyes were red and the tip of her nose was red. She looked at Mo Chi Wei's eyes and shrunk, as if she thought of something. She looked at him again, opened her mouth and vomited out, "ah, ah Leng..."

Mo Chi Wei nodded solemnly.

The woman's lips kept shivering, and tears poured out like a burst of water.

Mo Chi Wei wants to take her to the car outside. She shakes her head and shrinks in the corner. She spits out a broken word, "dirty..."

Mo Chi Wei sword tightly frowned up, dark eyes rolling out of the sky anger and cold, "is that man hurt you?"

The woman shook her head.

"I'll find out who hurt you." In spite of her shudder and resistance, he picked her up by force from the ground.

Put on the car, Mo Chi Wei to Chi Zhi Heng way, "you take her back to an Cheng hospital for treatment."

Chi Zhi Heng nodded, "OK."

Just as Mo Chi Wei was about to get out of the car, a rough and scarred little hand suddenly pinched the corner of his coat.

Mo Chi Wei patted her head, "don't worry, Zhi Heng will arrange everything."

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