At the same time, in the ward.

Night Yu Chen kneels on one knee beside the hospital bed, holding Mu Wanqing's hand tightly, his eyes are still red, full of scarlet blood.

"Qing Qing..."

He gently rubbed the girl's hand, thin white hand cold as if no temperature, cool through his heart.

Mu Wan lay unconscious on the bed.

Her delicate face was as pale as the white porcelain that had not been painted. Her cheeks were a little thin, her forehead was a little sweaty, and her eyebrows were tight.

"I thought you'd take care of her."

Gong Lichuan stood on one side, looking at yeyuchen with awe inspiring eyes, which could not help but contain a sense of cold anger and blame.

Night imperial Chen closed eyes.

He turned his head, and even could not bear to see Mu Wanqing's haggard appearance again, otherwise his heart would be in endless pain, endless regret and guilt

"Who is the priest?" Gong Lichuan narrowed his eyes. When he mentioned the name, he couldn't help dying.

He can't help blaming yeyuchen.

Even if it happened too suddenly, no one could have expected Even if Mu Wan leans around him, he may not be able to protect her well.

"Sacrifice to the little Lord of the blood Pavilion." The night imperial Chen sink cold way, "before yesterday, I never had direct contact with him."

Si ye and his family were once friends.

Since the death of the head of the family and his mother, the communication between the two families has faded, but I don't know why they are hated by the priest.

"The priest hates you." Qiao Wei suddenly said, "he not only wants you to be ruined, but also wants your life."

Together with Xiang Yang, she accompanied Ling Feng and Ling Yun to finish all the examinations, and watched their wounds bandaged, then sent them to the ward for rest, and then rushed to the door of the operating room.

During this period, they also learned a lot.

"The priest forced Mu Xiaoqing to publicly accuse you of rape, and he wanted to destroy your reputation, otherwise he would not give her medicine." Qiao Wei pauses a little, "she did not agree."

These are all told by Ling Feng.

Smell speech, night imperial Chen Mou light Shu Lin.

The priest took advantage of Mu Wanqing's illness to coerce her into obedience with his life. At the same time, he also took advantage of her status in his heart to lead him to save her and take the opportunity to ask for her life.

But all the priests failed.

It is because of this that Mu Wanqing insists on hiding his illness, and never fully accepts him. When he mentions the issue of marriage, he often evades it.

She was afraid the priest would use it.

"Mean." Miyazawa clenched his fists tightly.

He certainly knows that with Mu Wanqing's stubborn character, she can't agree to this kind of thing, which not only makes yeyuchen disgraced, but also destroys her innocence.

"It's no use talking about these things now."

Wen Shixian said in a cool voice, "the most important thing at the moment is to find a suitable heart for Qing'er and treat the disease first."

Si Ji is to solve the problem, and mu Xuexin also has to deal with it.

However, compared with Mu Wanqing's illness, these things are obviously far less urgent.

"Well." The night imperial Chen congsu ground nod.

He has used all his forces to deploy all the resources around him to find a suitable heart. I'm afraid it won't be long before everyone knows about the old house.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to blame you." Gong Lichuan was a little depressed and choked in his heart. "When you find a suitable heart, I'll beat you to death."

Wen Shixian glanced at him in disgust.

Night imperial Chen raises a hand to knead to press eyebrow center, took a deep breath, pour didn't refute, "at that time, with you beat."

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