"I know." Shu Muwan pulled his lips, waved his hand, declined Yi Lei's kind coat, got up and looked in the direction of the ward, but he could only see the back of the doctor busy dealing with the wound, "I'm just surprised..."

"What happened?"

"He said to Venki..." Shu Muwan murmured, his nose was sour for no reason, "... It was so good."

She suddenly felt sorry for Nangong Mo: before his accident today, at dusk today, she even doubted him and questioned his father's love for Venki... But it turned out to be the opposite! Nangong Mo, why didn't you say it earlier?

"But Mo Shao didn't save Venki!" Yi Lei sighed angrily. He couldn't help feeling sorry when he thought of it. He muttered, "Tang Yao has deep psychological skills. Mo Shao said before that he is difficult to deal with... He saved an irrelevant child, but he finally saved a person..."

Shu Mu almost didn't listen to Yi Lei's whispers.

Until the disordered footsteps sounded in the corridor, the two people were disturbed by the noise and looked at the sound source one after another - a middle-aged man with slightly bald head and suits, and a middle-aged woman with gorgeous clothes. Their eyes were red

"Is that them?" The middle-aged woman grabbed the nurse next to her and asked excitedly. When she got a positive answer, she choked and rushed towards Shu Muwan, "thank you! Thank you for saving my son! "

She was so excited that she burst into tears that she almost knelt down to Shu Muwan on the spot: "I... I have such a son... I only have him at the age of 35. If he dies... I'll go with him..."

The middle-aged man next to him nodded frequently, and his eyes were full of gratitude.

"... it's nothing. It's easy." Shu Muwan helped the middle-aged woman who cried until she was paralyzed to sit down and smiled, "the person who really saved your child... Not me." It's Nangong Mo, he's still inside

"Yes, I know there's another young man..." the middle-aged woman nodded repeatedly. As she said this, she stood up and tried to go to Nangong Mo's ward. Shu Muwan stopped her -- Nangong Mo hasn't woke up yet. She can't let them see her!

What's more, how embarrassed would they be if they knew that Nangong Mo's intention was not to save their children?

Obviously, Nangong Mo is a person who can definitely say it.

"By the way, how's your child?" In order to get rid of the topic, Shu Muwan asked. Looking at the couple in front of her, she couldn't help feeling sympathy: although their appearance is not simple, they should also be honest businessmen... Why did Tang Yao find such a family?

He's a complete scum!

"The child is fine, but he is frightened. I have sent him home first." The middle-aged man, who had been silent for a long time, opened his mouth. He nodded gratefully at Shu Mu later, but his action suddenly stopped. He thought of something and wiped his eyes

Is it wrong?

Is she

"... thank you very much." He opened his mouth quietly and tentatively asked Shu Muwan, "can you... Leave us a name?"

"Ah? This... No. " Shu Muwan waved his hand in embarrassment.

At this time, the doctor came out with the medical record and asked the crowd, "who is Miss Shu Muwan? We need to go through a procedure here and sign... "

"Coming!"

She couldn't neglect it. She immediately ran to the doctor, but she didn't find that the middle-aged man just frowned involuntarily, and there were too many miracles in the bottom of his eyes - he just felt that she looked like someone in his memory!

And her last name is Shu? What does Shu Wen have to do with her?

He began to dare not imagine: Shu Wen left the Tang family with his daughter, and then "abandoned" the Tang family... Didn't the daughter say she was dead like a rumor? Could it be the one in front of you? It's incredible!

If Shuwen's daughter is still alive, the cohesion of their older generation will come back!

Of course, Shu Muwan at this time didn't leave any deep impression on the couple, and she didn't know some complex connections——

It was no accident that Tang Yao chose the child. It was a descendant of the "uneasy distribution" of the Tang family;

The middle-aged man in front of him was a friend of Shu's father;

"Shuwen's daughter" has become the hope of "uneasy assignment" and the driving force of their cohesion

"The brain was hit violently." After some treatment, this is the diagnosis and treatment conclusion given by the doctor, "there is no life-threatening, but in the near future... There may be complications of brain trauma..."

Complications of brain trauma?

Shu Muwan doesn't understand.

"Fragmentary amnesia, personality mutation..." the doctor said a big case, which made Shu Muwan feel more and more heavy. When the blood color on her face was lost, the doctor patted her on the shoulder to comfort, "those are the worst results, don't worry..." it shouldn't be so coincidental!

"... I'll go in and see him." Shu Mu nodded later, tried to restrain himself from thinking bad, and stepped into his ward

The environment of the ward was dim, only one wall lamp was on, and the soft white light illuminated his white quilt.

Nangong Mo is lying quietly, her tall body is motionless, her head is covered with a piece of gauze, and there is a little dark blue on Jun's face... Her Nangong Mo, so scarred, lies in front of her.

"Does it still hurt?" She silently sat down by his bed and squeezed her small hand into his broad palm, "Nangong mo... I'm worried about you."

Worried about his scarred body, worried about his changing mood

When can they live a simpler life?

His eyes were closed and he was still sleeping. Shu Muwan slowly stroked his eyebrows and eyes with his free hand. With strong greed, he described his face little by little... Don't lose memory and personality mutation, okay?

Those dog blood stories, put on her, really can't afford it.

A sudden change of personality, they separated for four years... How many four years can they waste? Who knows what will happen in the next four years?

As time passed by, a faint white fish belly appeared in the East, and gradually the dawn was slightly exposed.

Shu Mu stayed by his bed all night. In the morning, she couldn't help falling asleep on the side of his bed... She had a dream. In the dream, she also chased him desperately, but he always left her a proud figure.

Nangong Mo, come on.

Unwilling to whisper, she tried to catch up in her dream and finally took his hand, but she didn't get his response. She just held him wishfully and followed his footsteps

Can't you respond to me?

"Can't you respond to me?"

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