Chapter 929

In Jiangcheng, basically, most hospitals have special medical planes on the tarmac, which is also convenient for the transfer and transfer of critically ill patients.

However, Mo Liancheng has a lot of magic power, and even exaggerates directly to deploy the private helicopter of Mo's group to take Mu Qingqing. Until he got on the plane, Mu Qingqing didn't see the figure of Mo Liancheng. When he asked the men of Mo Liancheng, they didn't know what to do. They were all told by general manager mo. how to deal with it? Mu Qingqing was very upset.

When Mu Qingqing saw moliancheng, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. The food that Butler Tang had ordered to prepare had been turned over twice. Now it was almost cold, but still did not move a mouthful.

Tang Shu asked Mu Qingqing to eat first, but she insisted on waiting for Mo Liancheng to come back. She did not have any appetite.

"You go to have a rest, I'll wait a moment..." Mu Qingqing's voice was still fading, and he heard the sound of a car engine coming from the door. Mu Qingqing got up a little excited to welcome him, and hastily sent uncle Tang to have a rest. Naturally, Butler Tang understood that he was in the way at this time, so he returned to his room to have a rest with a smile.

Black Bentley's car lights went dark, and the engine was turned off. Mo Liancheng did not wear a coat, only a shirt and a tie that was pulled loose. He complained of fatigue and depression.

"Are you back?" Mu Qingqing tries to keep herself excited. She planned to take over the coat at the wrist of Mo Liancheng, but Mo Liancheng dodges.

"Well." Mo Liancheng agreed and went straight into the door.

"Have you had dinner? I'll ask Uncle Tang to prepare the dishes you like. I'll heat you up! " Mu Qingqing's attitude seemed to be a little keen, and it was quite different from ordinary people.

Mo Liancheng threw his coat on the sofa and pulled off his tie. In his low voice, there was a faint hoarseness, "I'm not hungry. You can eat it yourself."

Finish saying that, regardless of Mu Qingqing in the back to call him, Mo Liancheng directly into the room to take a bath. The sound of rushing water filled the silent night. Mu Qingqing stood at the door of the room in Molian city with some worries, and could not help but sweat.

During this period of time, the relationship between mu Qingqing and moliancheng was somewhat vague. Moliancheng never let go of his promise to make peace with Mu Qingqing, so he naturally kept an isolated life state. Even in front of outsiders, high-profile love as before, but back home, they even still have their own room.

Mo Liancheng has been cold to Mu Qingqing since her heart problem. She seldom sees a smile. With the passage of time, moliancheng's body began to show signs of aggravation, and even the once a two-day analgesic was added to twice a day, which made Mu Qingqing very worried.

But she can do nothing but worry, all the medical conditions are already the best, but still can not let her have a trace of peace of mind.

But the doctor there has always been no suitable match, everything seems to be in a deadlock. When Mu Qingqing thought of the doctor saying that some people had not met a suitable donor even until they died, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.

At the thought of this, Mu Qingqing's heartbeat suddenly went out of order. If everything is destined to be good, what should not be done now is to let misunderstanding and estrangement occupy most of her time and energy.

Therefore, Mu Qingqing stealthily sneaks into the bedroom of moliancheng, and moves his pajamas and the pillow he has been used to in daily life into the master bedroom, which is the room where Mu Qingqing and Mo Liancheng used to live.

Thirty minutes later, without any accident, Mo Liancheng pushed the door and entered Mu Qingqing's room.

"What are you doing?" Mo Liancheng's tone seems a little cold, that expression is clearly questioning.

Mu Qingqing was reading half by the bed, looking very leisurely. However, she couldn't think of it. After hearing the footsteps of Mo Liancheng, she hastily pulled a dictionary thick historical book from the bookshelf, pretending to focus on it, at least it seemed that she was not so embarrassed.

"It's very late. Go to bed." Mu Qingqing closes the book and naturally pats the position around him, indicating that Mo Liancheng will come.

Mo Liancheng did come over. His eyes were deep and dark, but it was not like a long lost intimacy or a relaxed chat all night, as Mu Qingqing had imagined. Mo Liancheng did not look at Mu Qingqing, but came to pick up his pillow and turned to go.

All of a sudden, Mu Qingqing's embarrassed face turned red, but it was followed by anger. She turned out of bed and stopped in front of Mo Liancheng with bare feet. "Don't go. If you dare to walk out of this room today, don't come in again in the future."

"Good!" Mo Liancheng's tone is a little dull, he even hesitated, and went directly to the door.

Mu Qingqing breathed heavily, and her face turned blue and white. At this moment, she did not care about anything. She closed the door and blocked her in front of Molian city.

"Hello, Mo Liancheng, my mother has already taken the initiative. Why are you so stubborn?" Mu Qingqing is angry and strange, and his tone is twisted.

See Mo Liancheng's expression is always cold, Mu Qingqing finally can't hold back, she suddenly raised her voice, "what can't you say?"With that, Mu Qingqing took out the bottle of mineral water that had been pinched into shape in the hospital corridor, which was left by Mo Liancheng in the hospital corridor, and put it into the arms of Mo Liancheng fiercely. "Things are not what you think. There is no ambiguous relationship between Song Yanshu and me. After so many things, you should be very clear!"

"I don't know what you heard, but you have to know, we..."

"I don't know how long I can live!" Mo Liancheng didn't pay attention to Mu Qingqing's explanation, but threw out such a sentence. The atmosphere suddenly became extremely cold and bleak.

"What do you say..."

for a moment, Mu Qingqing calmed down, and her words of comfort seemed particularly pale and powerless no matter when she was in the face of such a thing.

Mo Liancheng didn't listen to what Mu Qingqing said, but with a gloomy face, he ordered in a cold voice, "get out of the way!"

"Liancheng..."

"I told you to get out of the way!" Mo Liancheng's tone is firm and can't be refused. His heart is very painful.

I thought it would be so quiet tonight, but who knows something bigger is going to happen. Mo Liancheng just walked to the door, the phone in his pocket rang, it was a strange number, he did not think about it to pick up.

"Mo Han?"

Mo Liancheng's words, called Mu Qingqing also stunned.

"I want to leave Jiangcheng, give me 100 million!" The tone of Mo Han is cold, which is similar to Mo Liancheng.