Chapter 632： Find **** stick

Mu Zi felt there was something wrong with Murong Cheng.

Back to the hospital to buy dragon fruit.

Although I bought pitaya for the first time and didn't give it to her, I sent it to Xu Shihan, but the second time it was properly fed into her mouth, now it is the third time...

Mu Zi's face was full of resentment.

I thought: Doesn't he love me very much? Why don't I know I hate dragon fruit!

It was probably because her disgusting eyes were too strong, Murong Cheng was a little embarrassed, put the fruit on the table, and said: "If you don't want to eat it, just put it and watch it."

He can't say that he bought it to test her...

Bai Wei also felt that Murong Cheng was too careless, so she glanced at him complainingly, and went to buy food for her daughter. She was anxious for a while, forgot to leave, and clearly gave the two a chance to be alone.

However, the siblings haven't seen each other much recently, and they don't seem to be so tired, and they are in the hospital, and there are doctors and nurses going in and out, shouldn't it matter?

Murong Cheng did converge, but it wasn't because of a change of heart, but because he cared about Mu Zi's body and didn't bother her.

He dragged a chair and sat in front of the hospital bed, and asked Mu Zi what happened recently.

Since Mu Zi started to study day and night, Murong Cheng has had difficulty seeing her, and she is not clear about her physical condition recently.

"Maybe it's too tired, I don't know." Mu Zi sighed, deeply feeling the magnificent ideal in his heart and the regret of being dragged down by the body.

"Do you want me to find an old Chinese doctor to take care of me?" Mu Zi said depressed, "It's okay to be outside, and I start to feel uncomfortable when I get home, and feel groggy and uncomfortable."

Murong Cheng's eyes flickered, "Really..."

Bai Wei quickly bought the fruit and returned to the ward. As soon as she put the fruit down, Murong Cheng got up to leave.

"Hey? You just came..." Bai Wei was stunned, Murong Cheng walked away with long legs, and she had already left the door.

Bai Wei stared at the door in a daze, somehow she was a little dazed.

Her mentality is also really contradictory, her son is close to her daughter, she is frightened, and her son is indifferent to her daughter, and she is a little unhappy...

...

Murong Cheng got into the car, and Wang Zhan at the front asked concerned: "Miss Mu is all right?"

Murong Cheng frowned without answering, sitting in the car with a sullen face, as if thinking about something.

Wang Zhan didn't dare to ask more, he sat in front and waited.

After a while, Murong Cheng suddenly said, "Go to Du Hao."

Wang Zhan was surprised, the first thought in his mind was that Mu Zi's soul had a problem!

How else would you suddenly find Du Hao that **** stick?

Seeing that Murong Cheng's face was not good, Wang Zhan knew that it was not time to ask carefully, so he quickly started the car and went to Du Hao's company.

Du Hao's company, called Yuande Feng Shui Numerology Company, was the first time Wang Zhan went.

In the past, people were called directly, but this time it was probably Murong Cheng who was too anxious and came directly to the door.

The company address is in the business circle of the city center. It is very tall. At first glance, it looks like an ordinary white-collar company, but the decoration is more elaborate. There are many antiques and crystals on display. The place where you enter is dedicated to the statue of Sanqing Tianzun. .

Murong Cheng was invited into the VIP room by Du Hao and received him personally.

Wang Zhan was guarding outside, also boring, looking at his surroundings from time to time.

There is an office next to it, with many employees sitting in front of them. Everyone has a computer. Among them is a young white-collar worker who is showing palmistry to customers through video.

He said, "Miss, you peach blossom evil spirit is very fierce, you must use talisman paper to block it, otherwise it is likely to affect the right edge behind you."

The customer asked how to sell talisman paper, and the white-collar worker immediately introduced her to the different effects of talisman paper at different prices.

The tone was almost the same as Du Hao.

Wang Zhan felt that he had fallen into the MLM den, which was terrible.

However, remembering the copper coin that blocked the bullets for himself last time... he was moved a little again.

Do you want to buy some evil spirit products?