She had never called his brother willingly.
Thinking of the man who might call in her painful moments, his fists clenched involuntarily.
Didn't Muli want to kill Xu Haiqi in the past.
In other words, when he was growing up, his biggest imaginary enemy was that boy-the little fourth master.
When he appeared, the little girl's face showed a brilliance that would never appear when she squeaked.
From the first time he saw this biggest love rival, he knew that unless he could completely replace his position in the hearts of girls, otherwise, in this life, he would not have any deep relationship with his beloved girl. Intersection.
Later, he had identity, wealth, social status, and the identity of the elite.
He was full of confidence and appeared next to the girl with great effort.
but……
For a moment, Muli had the same idea as when he was a child.
Just take her away, forever.
Once, he could hide her under the supervision of the city of C and the influence of the Rong family.
He is now confident that as long as the capacity is willing, he can definitely take her far, far enough that no one can find her.
From then on, she would belong to him alone, and no one could take her away from him.
But with hesitation in his footsteps, he finally walked towards the hospital step by step.
Still that sentence, not reconciled.
Even if he was born unbearably, even if he had an unfortunate childhood and humiliating life experience, he was unwilling and wanted to get a complete love.
He hates heaven sometimes.
Give him such a background, but give him such a talent and brain.
This makes him conceited and inferior.
"Doctor, take a look at her." He put down the emergency department, which had the capacity to be measured.
His capacity is unstable, his feet are vacant, his face is red, and his lips are indeed white.
"What's wrong with her?" The doctor was also taken aback by her appearance, "What are the symptoms?"
"She had a head injury," Muli didn't want to delay her condition, and immediately said his guess. "Drank a glass of fruit wine tonight, I don't know if it was the cause..."
The doctor asked some basic information, and then cautiously issued a CT sheet.
Muli took the capacity to check.
She was dazed and had difficulty walking, but she was behaving and didn't make trouble, so she stayed quietly on his back, and occasionally babbled a few words.
But when she entered the CT room, she pulled Muli and refused to go in. Like a bewildered child, she was insecure, holding tightly to the only person she knew.
Muli didn't know how long it took her to coax her before letting her go for an examination obediently.
He was not impatient at all, but there was an abnormal sweetness in his heart...her dependence is the sweetest poison...
Sit down, with a capacity bag beside him, the phone rang in the bag.
Without any hesitation, Muli opened the bag and took out the phone.
He just glanced at the name of the person on the screen, and he hung up without hesitation.
...
He Yi has typed the third line of code wrong.
He rubbed his temples and deleted all the codes, then stood up, picking up the phone nervously.
He called the capacity meter again.
Just now, the familiar panic attacked again.
He Yi almost relied on inertia and determined that there was something wrong with the capacity measurement.
He had to call her.
However... the phone quickly hung up.