Chapter 565

According to the news from the hospital, moliancheng's operation was very successful. The doctor successfully removed the debris from the explosion in his head and basically cleaned it up.

The operation is just one of the ghost gates. After the operation is successful, there will be three days of observation. If moliancheng can wake up within three days, it is really nothing. If the situation turns to a bad situation and fails to wake up, there is a high probability that it will become a vegetable directly, or there will be more serious situations such as infection and inflammation.

When Mu Qingqing heard the news in the hospital, she didn't know whether she should be sad or lucky.

Looking at Mo Liancheng lying on the hospital bed, Mu Qingqing holds his hand, as if not as warm as before. Facing the sunlight from the floor to floor window of the advanced ward, Mo Liancheng's facial features are still exquisite and almost perfect. Except for some too pale skin, it is impossible to see that he has undergone a seven hour craniotomy and debridement operation.

Looking at the face of Mo Liancheng, Mu Qingqing can't help but fall back on the picture that happened in the meeting room in the morning. The woman in full swing is actually the sister of Mo Liancheng. Now it seems that she and moliancheng are quite similar.

The same sharp and angular facial features, the same high cold air, but it seems that ink cold is better than others. The eye is full of invisible undercurrent, which makes people dare not easily approach half a minute.

"Moliancheng, when can you wake up..." Mu Qingqing murmured to herself. At this moment, facing the silent ward and the Mo Liancheng lying on the bed, her eyes were filled with helplessness.

For mu Qingqing, the pressure on a person to suddenly shoulder the Mohist group is really great. She is almost suffocating. Mohist is the largest financial group in Jiangcheng. On weekdays, even MK group, its own company, is fully entrusted to Chengqi. What's more, such a listed company is likely to have a slight difference, all of which are prone to astronomical losses.

Mo Liancheng is still lying in the hospital bed, eyes closed, as if everything is irrelevant.

Mu Qingqing looks at Mo Liancheng, her eyes are a little distracted, until the phone suddenly rings in a hurry, only to interrupt her thoughts. Mu Qingqing put away the confused mood in her heart and felt it in the direction of the voice. It was a call from a strange number.

A lot of things have happened recently. There are often reporters with great powers who don't know where to dig out Mu Qingqing's contact information. From time to time, they start the serial bombardment mode and keep calling to try to pry Mu Qingqing's mouth and want to know the inside story that some news failed to report.

Therefore, Mu Qingqing hung up the phone and switched to silent mode. During this period of time, Mu Qingqing has been under great pressure. At this moment, she just wants to stay and accompany moliancheng. For three days, it is as long as a whole century. Sometimes people are more anxious, and the longer the time is, the more they deliberately negotiate with you and move forward slowly.

Three and a half hours later, Mu Qingqing left the hospital. At that time, the sky was covered with a layer of gray mist, as if the air pressure had been lowered and the pressure was suffocating. When in a bad mood, the weather always goes wrong. It's not cloudy or it's raining. It's strange.

Mu Qingqing opened the door and stepped into the driver's cab. Instead of starting the car immediately, she sat there, one hand on her neck, shaking from side to side. This whole day, I don't know whether it's the mental strain or other reasons. I seem to be tired.

In the night, it seems that the whole world is quiet down. A few hours in the murian city ward turned out to be mu Qingqing's leisure relaxation. She turned on the car radio and started the car slowly.

Radio broadcast from a slow song, gradually fade, the anchor's voice sweet and soft, after a few unique opening remarks, it directly cut into the theme.

"Here's the real-time news for you today..."

Mu Qingqing has some headaches. She just wants to listen to some soothing music to accompany her on the boring journey. So she subconsciously plans to reach out and change the channel. When the channel is about to change, Mu Qingqing's hand is fixed, because the news on the radio has something to do with herself.

"Today, MK group held a conference on the concept of the latest design app. Several men who claimed to be the original design team of the app made a riot. They even scolded MK for plagiarism without a limit. Cheng Qi, the chief executive, was unfortunately attacked and injured in the accident. By the time of publication, it was said that the general assembly was out of danger and was not in a big way. As for the design of this app, MK has not made any response to the plagiarism incident in any form... "

A sudden brake, Mu Qingqing will stop the car on the side of the road, her already sleepy eyes suddenly stare bright.

Mu Qingqing knows nothing about such a big accident in the company. She has been focusing on the dispute between moliancheng and the Mohist group recently, but she has not paid any attention to the company's situation. Besides, Mu Qingqing has long been used to something strange, and he must be able to deal with all the problems.

However, no matter how smart a person is, he can't predict the future. For example, even if he has a strong ability to cope with emergencies, he still can't know that he can be attacked at the press conference.Mu Qingqing quickly took out the phone, intending to call Chengxi, only to find that the number he had just hung up had made more than a dozen calls. Despite that time, Mu Qingqing was upset and turned the phone to silent mode.

After careful inquiry, Mu Qingqing learned that Chengxi was sent to the private hospital where Mo Liancheng was located. In retrospect, the hotel where the company held the conference today seems to be only 10 minutes away from the hospital.

Mu Qingqing immediately started the car and turned back on the same road.

Fifteen minutes later, in the ward of the hospital, Mu Qingqing saw that his whole arm was almost wrapped in zongzi and his face was gloomy. His eyes were fixed on the computer screen on the small table in front of him. He did not even notice that someone was coming in.

Mu Qingqing some worry, a notebook computer screen push up, "you still have the mind busy work, take care of yourself!"

Chengxi is startled by Mu Qingqing's sudden behavior, but his voice reproaches him bitterly, "how can you come..."

Mu Qingqing poured a glass of water and handed it to Chengxi. He couldn't wait to ask about the plagiarism