Chapter 844

Time passed quickly. In the twinkling of an eye, it was the next night. In the gymnasium opposite the senior private ward of puyun hospital, the lights were bright and the people were noisy. In the large and large gymnasium, there were all people.

Dong Wenfeng looked at the scene of the sea of people opposite, and only he and Murong were left in the luxurious ward.

Murong has not awakened at the moment. Dong Wenfeng once remembered that Murong's most expectation is to see a concert, and the opposite is the personal concert of juty, the most popular singer in China.

Countless juty fans flocked from all over the country. The scene was extremely hot. Some people even couldn't get a vote for thousands of gold.

There is still half an hour before the official start of Judy's concert. In the venue, countless fans shouted the name of "Judy". It was really breathless.

What makes Dong Wenfeng gasp is that Murong can't see this grand occasion, and he doesn't panic. I'm worried about whether Dean Charles promised to wake up soon is true or false.

Dong Wenfeng couldn't help looking up at the time on his watch. It was already 8:20. It was said that Judy's personal concert was at 8:30 on time. He still eagerly hopes that Murong can wake up and have a look at the grand occasion of Hechuan today, but he doesn't have the energy to feel the scene. After waking up, he can stand outside the window and witness the excitement of today.

The time soon settled at 8:30, the lights on the stage suddenly dimmed, and all the people under the stage were quiet.

"Juty..." I don't know who took the lead to shout, and then the voice of "juty... Juty..." came one after another, which resounded through the sky city of Hechuan gymnasium.

About 30 seconds later, the lights in the center of the stadium stage suddenly lit up. In a burst of hazy smoke, an elevator slowly rose with beautiful music. The whole stadium is howling again

With the beautiful and familiar melody, Judy appeared in the center of the stage in white clothes and skirts. The image is holy and beautiful. It's amazing.

The English letters "justice" composed of fluorescent rods under the stage are clearly visible in the slightly dark auditorium. Countless fluorescent sticks are waved by fans to form a beautiful scenery.

Dong Wenfeng couldn't help but sigh that if Murong put on this dress, there would be such a loud scream! Then I won love with a knife and robbed so many women in the world. It seems that we should learn from Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. Such a good beautiful woman can make so many people shout "I love you". Then don't I dong Wenfeng have to drink all this big jar of old vinegar to face these people? Haven't I dong Wenfeng suffered a great crime. No, it seems so good. It's a blessing in disguise. It's good to stay here safely.

Murong didn't know how long he had slept. It seemed that someone was talking about himself around him. There seems to be a pair of big hands covering themselves. Murong only felt that these big hands were extremely warm and had an abnormal sense of security. She wanted to grasp these big hands and began to struggle hard. But I didn't have any strength. But Murong still made unremitting efforts. Finally, her fingers moved slightly, but Dong Wenfeng didn't find the tiny movement.

Dong Wenfeng is looking out of the window at the moment. He can't help but wonder. Murong's failure to see the concert today is indeed a great pity in her life. But Dong Wenfeng also secretly planned that once Murong woke up this time, he wanted to plan a trip. Murong was hit by this attack. She really needed a trip to ease her restless heart.

Suddenly a cough came. Dong Wenfeng was surprised. There was no one else in the private ward, only him and the unconscious Murong.

Dong Wenfeng was convinced that it was not the sound from the outside. He rubbed his eyes. Murong's fingers touched slightly. Dong Wenfeng couldn't help but be ecstatic.

Murong had clearly heard a man's laughter and had a feeling of crying with joy.

"Brother Dong, is that you?" Murong couldn't help making a weak voice. Because she had just had an operation, her eyes had been covered with white cloth. The reason why she guessed that it was Dong Wenfeng was that she heard too familiar laughter.

Dong Wenfeng immediately went over and held her haggard hands. Although Murong was not seriously hurt, Dong Wenfeng still couldn't bear to cover her with too much strength for fear of pain.

"It's me, Murong. You finally remember me. I didn't expect you to remember me..."

Dong Wenfeng couldn't hide his joy at the moment. If Dean Charles was around at the moment, he couldn't help telling him the news loudly, including Lvmao and Xiaomeng.

Although he can call them on his mobile phone to report peace, Dong Wenfeng is obviously dazzled by joy. At the moment, he repeats these words incoherently.

Indeed, we can understand Dong Wenfeng's mood. Murong accidentally disappeared because of him. When he remembered and regretted, he found that Murong had changed things and people. She didn't remember herself, and even stabbed herself. It can be imagined how frustrated he was.

Now Murong has regained his true colors, and Dong Wenfeng is naturally ecstatic. This is not just the TV idol drama that worries people, but what Dong Wenfeng really experienced.

Murong pulled out his hand, smiled and said, "you hurt my hand. It's not the first time you met me. Why are you making a fuss? Why do you say I finally remember you?"

"Well, it's a long story. I'd better tell you later that day! I want you to see something today."

Dong Wenfeng was afraid that Murong would not be sad, so he simply didn't say it and didn't quench her interest.

"What is mysterious? Why hide it?" Murong couldn't see how Dong Wenfeng became a woman. Maybe she didn't see how decisive Dong Wenfeng was for her.

Dong Wenfeng stopped Murong's waist and held her Princess. Murong looked carefully at Dong Wenfeng's clear eyes and slender eyelashes. She felt sweet in her heart. In her memory, Dong Wenfeng hasn't acted so intimately on herself. She doesn't know what happened during her coma.

Perhaps this is the medical skill of President Charles. He can not only cure Murong's pain, but also make Murong forget the past.

Dong Wenfeng is also deciding whether to tell her the truth at the moment. Maybe he can see Murong staring and opening his mouth in disbelief, but he leaves a scar like mark in each other's hearts.

Perhaps hiding in his heart and letting Dong Wenfeng bear it alone is the greatest protection for Murong