As soon as Gu Liang left, Murong Cheng's anger had nowhere to vent.
He held the fire and walked back and forth in the room twice, feeling very upset at Gu Liang's open corner prying!
Too blatant! Too annoying!
But Mu Zi on the hospital bed didn't seem to see the turbulent waves between them, and smiled and said, "You and Gu Shao have a good relationship."
There is a row of black lines in the corner of Murong Cheng, wanting to ask why Mu Zi's eyes are so bad!
He condemned Mu Zi with a stern look, but Mu Zi didn't see it.
She lowered her head, watching the nurse change her dressing.
Layers of gauze were uncovered, revealing a hideous wound on the thigh—it was a small round shape. After the bullet was taken out, it was sutured, and the scar was twisted, the color was bright red, and it was no longer flat. It was similar to the delicate skin of Sai Xue around. It's completely different, it just feels distressed when it falls into the eyes of people.
Murong Cheng took a breath, and then forgot everything, only Mu Zi's wound was in his eyes.
He had also suffered bullets, and he knew how painful it was. It was because of knowing that this kind of pain fell on Mu Zi and made him even more intolerable.
The nurse cleaned the wound again, replaced it with a new medicine, wrapped it in soft white gauze, and finally told Mu Zi to rest as much as possible before turning around.
When the nurse left, Murong Cheng looked at her injured leg, sighed, and helped her cover her with a thin blanket.
Mu Zi insisted to lift up, hanging out half of his thigh danglingly.
"It's uncomfortable, you let me cool down for a while." She said coquettishly.
Murong Cheng thought for a while, it seemed really bad to cover the wound too tightly in the summer, but with such a white leg exposed, how much advantage would it take if someone saw it?
Murong Cheng got up to lock the door.
Mu Zi asked him: "What happened yesterday?"
Mu Zi had experienced several assaults with Murong Cheng before, and it was really a psychological shadow. When the gunshot rang, she reflexed that the other party was here to kill Murong Cheng, and then felt wrong.
Because the other party was obviously preparing for a long time, the reason why Murong Cheng came to Gu's family for a banquet was purely temporary.
Murong Cheng immediately took the opportunity to educate her: "I said long ago that Gu Liang is not a good person. He dressed up in a gentle manner every day to lie to a naive and ignorant female student like you! Seen it now, right? Everyone is coming home. , It can be seen how much hatred was forged outside!"
He touched Mu Zi's head again, and coaxed: "Be obedient, don't go to the house anymore."
Mu Ziwu thought to himself and murmured: "It's weird...Gu's family has been safe and sound, so why is it suddenly targeted?"
Murong Cheng wanted to change the topic.
Mu Zi took his arm and talked to him: "Don’t you think it’s weird? That group of people’s weapons and equipment are quite powerful. Looking at the entire Huaya Nation, people who can get so many weapons and manpower at their expense should Not many, right?"
"You care about him so much?" Murong Cheng's eyes were sour.
Mu Zi couldn't laugh or cry: "Can I be curious? Women love gossip."
Murong Cheng felt a little more at ease, squinting at her and asked, "Really want to know?"
"I really want to know!" Mu Zi made a dogleg and shook Murong Cheng's arm, "Master Rong, you are the best, let me know."
Murong couldn't bear her acting like a coquettish girl, and told her the whole story: "Money and power are always difficult to separate. The four big families are not focused on doing business. The annual elections will also penetrate, and the candidates also need to be strong. With the support of the money, the Situ family picked the Gu family and sent a woman over to get married. Do you know this?"
Mu Zi blinked, and vaguely understood: "You mean...that Ning Yuewei?"