With everyone's exclamations, Mo Wenchu fell straight down.

The female police officer quickly stepped forward and picked up Mo Wenchu by the waist.

......

The nasal cavity was filled with the familiar smell of disinfectant water, Mo Wenchu's brows furrowed slightly, and after that, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

"Zhao Yi!" Mo Wenchu sat up in shock, looking blankly at the snow-white space around her.

After a few seconds, the door opened from the outside, and David walked in, "Thank goodness you're finally awake." ”

"What about Zhao Yiren? Is that policeman's judgment wrong? The person who died was not Zhao Yi at all, was he?"

Mo Wenchu grabbed David's arm tightly and asked eagerly.

David sighed with some regret, grabbed Mo Wenchu's wrist, and muttered, "Wenchu, this time we may really lose Zhao Yi completely." ”

"No," Mo Wenchu shook his head desperately, "This is impossible, Zhao Yi is so powerful, how could he leave us so easily?"

Mo Wenchu's eyes suddenly lit up, and after a cautious glance outside the door, he lowered his voice and said to David, "Zhao Yi, he must have encountered some trouble, all this is his golden cicada's means of getting out of his shell, he may be staring at us silently in a corner of the world now, waiting for the right time to meet us." ”

David looked at Mo Wenchu's serious appearance and couldn't bear to hit her, "Okay, this may be Zhao Yi's golden cicada's means of shedding its shell, but Wenchu, have you ever wondered why that corpse is highly consistent with Zhao Yi's situation? Could it be that Zhao Yi deliberately killed a person who was very similar to his own physical characteristics to be a substitute for the dead ghost in order to get rid of the golden cicada's shell?"

Mo Wenchu slowly lowered her head, "David, I can't accept this, he didn't even have a chance to say goodbye to us, how could he leave us like this?"

In the past two years, Mo Wenchu, Zhao Yi, and David have almost relied on each other for their lives, keeping each other warm, and they have long regarded each other as family, so Mo Wenchu is particularly unacceptable to this.

"Everything in this world can be perfect, and there will always be regrets. David stepped forward and hugged Mo Wenchu gently, "Wenchu, I will definitely spare no effort to find out about this matter." ”

Mo Wenchu in his arms nodded slightly, tears wetting the placket of David's clothes.

Three days, excluding the time delayed on the road, Mo Wenchu and David only had more than one day left, and this little time alone was not enough to deal with Zhao Yi's aftermath.

So before leaving, Mo Wenchu could only entrust Xu An to take care of everything for her, and completely help her bring Zhao Yi's ashes back to China for burial.

On the flight back to China, Mo Wenchu's eyes became damp from time to time.

After experiencing this blow, Mo Wenchu became ill after returning to the hotel.

The high fever never went away, and Mo Wenchu, who was confused, still insisted on refusing to go to the hospital.

"Sister Wenchu, you must go to the hospital to see your current condition, otherwise I am really worried that your body will be damaged because of this. Lin Bei anxiously walked around the bed, looking at Mo Wenchu, who was haggard.

Mo Wenchu shook her head lightly, and after coughing a few times, she reluctantly said, "I won't go to the hospital, and if I go, I will be photographed by the paparazzi again, I just want to stay in the hotel quietly now, and wait for Xu An to help bring Zhao Yi back." ”

"Sister Wenchu ......"

Before Lin Bei finished speaking, the mobile phone on the table next to him vibrated non-stop.

Lin Bei could only pick up the phone, "Hey, Sister Liu, Wenchu still refuses to go to the hospital, what do you say I should do?"

"Go back, I'll take care of it. ”

Lin Bei frowned, turned to look at Mo Wenchu's situation at this time, and skipped the entanglement between his eyebrows, "But the situation of the weekly salary is really bad now, I'm worried that if I leave, it will ......."

"I've already found a doctor on the way to the hotel, you go back to your room and wait for news. ”

Although Lin Bei didn't know the purpose of Liu Mintao's arrangement, since the other party insisted on doing so, it was inconvenient for her to continue to ask, so she obediently left the room according to the other party's request.

Mo Wenchu's consciousness was completely in a state of confusion, her whole body was burning hot, and in her confusion, she vaguely seemed to see a familiar figure standing in front of the bed.

But it didn't take long for Mo Wenchu to fall into a coma completely.

When I woke up, it was completely dark outside the window.

Mo Wenchu opened her eyes, moved her hand slightly, and was about to lift the quilt, but when her fingers moved, she unexpectedly felt pain.

Raising her eyes, Mo Wenchu saw the bottle of hanging water dripping in front of her.

When did you come to the hospital?

Mo Wenchu's thought lasted for a few seconds, and then she suddenly realized that she was not in the hospital, but in a hotel room.

"Mo Wenchu, do you want to die for your love?"

A familiar male voice came from her ears, and Mo Wenchu stared in the direction where the voice came from.

Gu Jue walked towards the side of the bed, his expression was solemn, and he didn't seem to be in a very good mood.

"Why are you here?"

"I was here on a business trip, and then I heard that there was a fool who was terminally ill and insisted on not going to the hospital, so I had to come and have a look. ”

"......" Thinking about it with his toes, he also knew who the kind of fool Gu Jue was talking about, Mo Wen's eyes shone slightly, "I just hope that there won't be any trouble at this time, entering the hospital with an identity like mine will inevitably lead to unnecessary discussions, I am tired of dealing with those now, I just want to handle Zhao Yi's funeral with peace of mind." ”

"The formalities over there in London will still have to wait for a while, Mo Wenchu, I can understand your feelings about losing a friend, but do you think if Zhao Yi is alive, he will want to see you now?"

Mo Wenchu was silent, silently tilted her head to the other side and refused to pay attention to Gu Jue.

Gu Jue took a deep breath and continued, "As the heroine of "Mysterious Realm", if you continue to be decadent, the entire crew will be suspended, weighing the pros and cons, you should also think about whether you should take the initiative to cooperate with the treatment, or whether you should cheer up quickly." ”

"Don't worry, I know all these things. Mo Wenchu bit her slightly pale lower lip and said in a deep voice.

Gu Jue stared at Mo Wenchu's pale face, and sighed silently in his heart, "Maybe after experiencing Zhao Yi's incident, you can understand my feelings when I faced my grandmother's death two years ago, Mo Wenchu, if you really know something about grandma's death, I hope you can tell me." ”

Mo Wenchu pursed the corners of her lips tightly, she hoped that she could understand the inside story, but unfortunately......