"Nangong mo..." she whispered his name in the startled Fu Ding, staring blankly at a certain direction, as if she had lost the focus. Until she heard the noise in her ears, the world seemed to wake up and found everything here, and the noisy voices of others approached their position

She suddenly woke up!

By the way, just now, he protected her with his body

"You didn't..."?

She nervously broke free from his arms, and her voice did not fall. She suddenly stopped when she saw his arm - the red blood stained his cuffs and spread down from his slender arm... Shocking!

"Nangong Mo, you're hurt."

hospital.

"This is a sharp weapon, miss. Do you need to call the police?" The emergency doctor frowned and asked Shu Muwan with a dignified face.

"No." Shu Muwan subconsciously refused!

She knew very well in her heart that the people who wanted to kill her might have something to do with the people who knew the truth... The private detective said, "there must be power and power behind it". This is not a problem that can be solved by simply calling the police!

Therefore, it is better to do more than one thing.

"But his injury was obviously intentional..." the doctor twisted his eyebrows and flashed obvious surprise on his face. "Don't you want to find the perpetrator?"

"It's really unnecessary. It's unintentional." Shu Muwan shook his head and insisted, trying to minimize the influence of things, and then pointed to the consulting room inside the emergency room, "can I go inside to see him?"

*******

Wound treatment is being carried out in the consulting room, and the air is full of pungent smell of disinfectant.

The young surgeon handled the knife wound on Nangong Mo's hand, carefully pasted the protective application, and told the precautions for action... Fortunately, Nangong Mo's action was fast, the wound was not very deep, and did not hurt the main artery!

It's just that the "small injury" that has nothing to do with life is for her after all!

Shu Muwan just stood by and watched quietly. The more ferocious his wound was, the more guilty she felt... She was sorry and secretly coveted Nangong Mo for several eyes, but he was always indifferent. He always looked straight and didn't look at her.

"The wound should not touch water. It is easy to be infected. The dressing should be changed every morning and evening." The doctor pasted gauze tape and asked, "do you come to the hospital to change it every day, or do you bring more dressings home to change it yourself?"

"In the hospital."

"Go home."

Two answers in different voices.

Shu Muwan wanted to say "I'm more at ease in the hospital", but as soon as she spoke, she was stared at by Nangong Mo, and she immediately dropped her head: she hurt him. How can she take his idea?

"Give me the dressing and I'll handle it myself." Nangong Mo's voice was cold. When he was about to throw out a truth, "I don't like hospitals."

So he almost never set foot here.

"Er... OK!" His direct answer made the atmosphere in the consulting room a little embarrassed. The doctor laughed twice, but he didn't say much after all. He just opened Nangong Mo's medical record and gave him medical orders to take medicine.

However, when he saw the three words "Nangong Mo" written in the column of his name, he was stunned!

"Did you change your name?" The eyes on the mask were surprised. The doctor smiled and asked smoothly, "I remember you, four years ago... It seems that you were still called Nangong Chen? How did you change your name? "

His careless words made the temperature in the consulting room drop to freezing point in an instant.

Nangong Mo's face cooled down in an instant, and the bottom of his dark eyes soon became hostile. He stared at the doctor in front of him with vigilance and anger, just as he stared at all the people associated with Nangong Chen; Shu Muwan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the doctor he had never met

"Do you know... Him?" Although she knew that asking this question at this moment violated his taboo, she still couldn't help wanting to know everything about nangongchen.

"Oh, I don't know, I just remember clearly!" The doctor smiled gently and didn't feel the cold smell from Nangong mo. he turned to Shu Muwan and explained, "I just came to work at that time. He was the first patient on my first night shift, so I remember very clearly... The injury at that time was much heavier than now!"

"Hurt?!" Shu Muwan was stunned: she never knew that Nangong Chen had also been "seriously injured"!

In her memory, he was healthy and sunny until... He suddenly disappeared.

But seeing Nangong Mo again, he was not hurt!

"What injury?" Originally, he thought Nangong Mo would be silent to the end, or break out completely. Unexpectedly, he was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he asked faintly. His voice was cool and calm, and his tone was gentle and cold - he didn't know what injury Nangong Chen had suffered!

Four years ago, when he completely "woke up", Nangong Chen had completely disappeared. He only knew that there were mottled scars on his body, but he didn't know how Nangong Chen was hurt?

"Don't you remember?!" The doctor glanced at Nangong Mo in surprise. Once his conversation box was opened, he talked endlessly, "I remember a lot of injuries, and I don't remember the rest very clearly. Anyway, there must be bullet scratches... Fortunately, there are no bullets left in the body, otherwise it would be difficult!"

It was his first contact with a gunshot wound, so the doctor naturally remembered to be familiar with it.

"Bullet..." Shu Muwan murmured the word, and his face turned white a little: Nangong Chen, how could he be hurt like that? He's just a big boy riding a bike and living a simple life... How could he come into contact with the world of bullets?

"With regard to the gunshot wound, the domestic medical technology was not so strong at that time, otherwise the middle-aged policeman and inspector who came together that night would not have lost too much blood..." the doctor bowed his head and wrote the medical record, completely unaware of what he said. Until he revealed the patient's life and death, he suddenly regained his mind, cleared his throat and stopped, "cough, sorry, I have too much nonsense... "

Shu Muwan was stiff. She suddenly felt that the doctor she accidentally met today may have given her the biggest clue!

In a flash of light in her mind, she thought of a possibility.

So, with the biggest shock in his heart, Shu Muwan tentatively asked, "the middle-aged policeman, inspector, do you... Do you remember his name?"

After four years, there is little hope for doctors to remember a patient's name, but——

"Remember! Shu Ziwen. " He quickly replied, "what the news reported at that time was a dead policeman and inspector."

Sure enough!

The doctor's answer came into Shu Muwan's ears. She only felt cold all over

When they came out of the hospital, their faces were very ugly.

Nangong Mo walked to the parking lot with a cold face. He had endured for a long time - he had always been considered Nangong Chen. He endured his anger and became his "double" for so long! Damn it, how many people does nangongchen know in city a?

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