Wen Wen is as gentle as jade, warm as soft wind, and has a strong atmosphere that can shake people's hearts.

She couldn't think of what Gu Xiaoran knew about such a man.

But Mo Qing is in big trouble.

Yu Fei went to the operating room and saw huazi sitting on the chair pale with blood in his hands, while zhuoran stood beside him quietly, with his head slightly lowered. He didn't know what he was thinking, and his expression was as light as ever.

The operating room was quiet. Yu Fei could not help but relax. She came to zhuoran and asked in a low voice, "what's the matter?"

"It's not clear." Zhuo ran turned to see her and saw that she had returned to normal. "How about Gu Xiaoran?"

"I haven't woken up yet. I said I won't know until CT comes out."

Zhuo ran stopped talking.

As soon as Yu Fei came to huazi, he saw several policemen coming.

The police and Zhuo ran said hello, then went to huazi, "I heard that when the shooting happened, you were present. Could you tell us the situation at that time?"

Huazi nodded and followed the police.

Yu Fei rubbed back to Zhuo ran again, "do you know who wants to kill Mo Shao?"

"What do you want the police to do if I know?" Zhuo ran took a look at her. The woman was as simple as a piece of white paper. The less she knew about these dark things, the better.

Yu Fei was choked, secretly abdominal Fei, good talk to the dead?

Zhuo ran continued to be silent.

It's cold.

Yu Fei is not at ease.

"I went to Xiaoran's ward. If there is anything wrong with Mo Shao, please call me. My number... "

"I know."

"Ah?"

"I know your phone number."

"Oh."

Yu Fei peeked at him. He said he knew her number. How did he know it?

Thought just passed, secretly scold oneself stupid.

He knew Gu Xiaoran. It was normal for him to know her telephone number.

Yu Fei stood for a moment, saw that he didn't say anything more, and left quietly.

When Yu Fei turns and walks away, Zhuo ran looks up at Yu Fei's back.

He didn't know why he wanted to see her, but when he looked at her step by step, he didn't want to look back until her figure disappeared at the stairway.

The other three figures appear at the stairs. Mo Zhenzhong is walking in front, followed by Qian Fu and his confidant Mo Jing.

Mo Zhenzhong walked quickly, and his steps were steady, but the sweat on his forehead exposed his inner fear.

Zhuo ran turns around and faces Mo Zhenzhong.

Mo Zhenzhong looked at Zhuo ran, then looked at the cold door of the operating room.

"Who did it?" Mo Zhenzhong sank down and opened his mouth.

"The old man will not believe."

"Evidence."

"Without evidence, it's an accident."

Mo Zhenzhong turns around and looks directly at zhuoran's cold face.

He bravely welcomed Mo Zhenzhong.

The door of the operating room opened and the doctor came out with a small tray with a bullet in it.

Mo Zhenzhong and zhuoran both scrambled up, "doctor, how's it going?"

"The bullet was taken out, but because the location of the bullet was close to the heart, the bullet remained in the body, causing infection. The situation is not good, maybe You need to be prepared. "

Mo Zhenzhong's body shakes, and zhuoran helps him.

"Who are the family members of the patients?" The nurse came out of the operating room and took out a notice.

"We are." Zhuo ran said.

"Here is the notice of critical illness. Please sign it." Said the nurse.

Mo Zhenzhong took the pen and couldn't write down with his hands shaking.

Zhuo ran took the pen and signed his name.

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