Chapter 41

"You're hurt!" Qu Shaochen gives his reasons.

"But I hurt my arm, not my leg. I can walk Mu Jingcheng insisted, "and I really don't need to be hospitalized, you can let me go back. There is an exam on Friday, and I have to review my lessons."

"Friday's test is cancelled!"

"What?" Mu Jingcheng is surprised. He won't do that again, will he?

"Is there any other reason?" Qu Shaochen looks down at her.

Mu Jingcheng shook her head mechanically, because she knew that no matter what reason, it would not work with him!

Soon the VIP Suite arrived. When Mu Jingcheng was put on the sickbed by him, the whole person was shocked. Where is the ward? It's the presidential suit of a five-star hotel!

Although she has not seen the luxurious presidential suit with her own eyes, at least it can be compared with this ward?

Just, such a little injury, but to live in such a luxurious ward, would it be too exaggerated, too wasteful?

And VIP suites should be expensive, right?

"That..." Mu Jing orange looks at Qu Shaochen tentatively, "I don't have money for hospitalization!" Today, she doesn't know how to return the clothes. Now she is in hospital. He thinks she is a rich lady?!

"Then live in bawangyuan!" Qu Shaochen understated the answer.

Mu Jingcheng was almost choked to death by his "thinking." Mr. Qu, can you be more reasonable

"Yes!" Qu Shaochen's lips are slightly raised, and then he lowers his head and kisses her lips.

Mu Jing Cheng was stunned and immediately dodged, but even so, her face turned red. The two nurses who just came in at the door saw this scene, and they all laughed with deep understanding, and then retreated.

"Qu Shaochen, what are you doing?" Mu Jingcheng frowned and glared at him with warning.

"Don't you want me to be more unreasonable?" Qu Shaochen eyebrows slightly Yang, calmly looking at her, "I just do it, are you still satisfied? "Mrs. district?"

“……”

Mujing orange a black line, she secretly determined in the heart, in the future in front of this man, must do more, less talk, otherwise will die very miserably!

"Take a break first, and I'll send you food at noon." After covering her with a thin quilt, Qu Shaochen turns and walks out the door.

"Well, no!" Mu Jingcheng looked at him holding his mobile phone and looked very busy. Finally, he opened his mouth and asked the words in his heart, "Jingwei, she Will it be all right? "

Qu Shaochen pauses for a moment, when looking back at her, eyebrows can't help but accept, "Mujing orange, excessive kindness is stupid!"

"But she is my sister after all!"

"But she wanted to kill you!"

"Maybe..." Mu Jing orange's heart is ruthless to draw painful for a while, the voice also can't help of lowered a few decibels, "she has what trouble?"

"Mujing orange, I really want to open your mind and see what's in it!" District Little Chen helplessly sighed a tone, then opened the door to walk out.

In the spacious room, there was a moment of silence, which was disturbing. Mujing orange lifted the quilt and went out of bed, looking out of the window at the bright sunshine, but her heart was freezing.

Outside the ward, Qu Shaochen picked up his mobile phone and dialed a phone, "have they made any movement?"

"The young master falls things at home, and the district Jingxuan has gone to the police station."

"Keep monitoring. No one will be released until tomorrow morning!" Qu Shaochen's voice was cold, and there was no expression on his face.

"Good!" Fang Weide hung up the phone, walked directly into the office of the director, looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the office, his lips slightly raised, friendly to do self introduction, "Zhang Bureau, Hello, I'm Fang Weide, the assistant of the district!"

Zhang Zhihua immediately stood up and shook hands with each other respectfully

In the VIP ward, Mujing orange, who is expressionless in every way, is about to consider whether to escape from the hospital when her mobile phone rings.

Caller ID, it's Qu Jingxuan?!

Looking at the familiar three words, Mu Jingcheng's heart pained.

These days, she has forgotten that this man is the ultimate link between them. These days, he has been watching. Now he is in a hurry?

"Hello?" Mu Jingcheng knew that she shouldn't answer his phone, but she didn't know why. Maybe she wanted to see him worried, maybe she wanted to hear him scold her. In a word, this phone call started like this.

"Mu Jingcheng, you are a real Whore! Now I'm not only pestering my uncle, but also setting up my own sister to jail. Now you win?! Happy?! Satisfied? "

As soon as the phone was connected, there was a call of abuse from Qu Jingxuan. Hearing his anxious and angry appearance, Mu Jingcheng's worry and tension disappeared.

"I'm not satisfied!" Mujing orange's voice is also cold, "I haven't broken you up, and I haven't made you feel pain, so I need to continue to work hard!""You lunatic!" District Jing Xuan roared out, "Mu Jing orange, I warn you, you'd better let uncle release people as soon as possible, otherwise, I'm not polite to you!"

"Are you threatening me Mu Jing orange's voice is faint, "you let my husband release people, but also so fierce to me, don't you know what attitude to use?"

"You?"

"District Jingxuan, I warn you, don't be so arrogant to me, otherwise, I won't be polite to you either!" Mu Jingcheng finished and hung up directly.

The silence in the ward was restored again, but mu Jingcheng's heart couldn't help beating wildly.

I don't know whether it's because the words just now are too fierce, or because the hatred hidden in my chest has finally been vented. In a word Some of her mood swings are uncontrollable.

Until the door of the ward is pushed open, Qu Shaochen and a man dressed as a cook come in.

Looking behind them, a waiter pushes the action table in. Mu Jingcheng's big eyes are even bigger. She is surprised to see the dishes on it. The whole person is petrified in an instant.

How would you like your steak, Mrs. Qu The cook looked at the orange with great respect, and his body curved slightly.

"District..." Mu Jing orange looks at Qu Shaochen. At this moment, he doesn't know how to call him, "what does that mean?"

"What do you say?" Qu Shaochen went over, took her hand, let her sit at the table, "you shed a lot of blood, the body is too empty, need to fill."

Mu Jing orange forehead drops sweat, too exaggerated?!

How much blood can a small wound shed?

She never knew that a young master of a rich family, and an old young master who seems to be no longer small, would be ignorant to such a sad situation that seeing the wind is the rain.

Is this the common fault of the rich and the poor?

"Qu Shaochen, how old are you?" She looked up at the man behind her. He was Qu Jingxuan's uncle and his teacher. According to reason, he should be quite old, right?