"What about me? What am I!?"

Mu Heng finally couldn't control his emotions, and when Mu Zhen said that he only had one son, Mu Qingyun, his little reason had already collapsed.

Mu Zhen was stunned, and after reacting, he almost didn't vomit out a mouthful of old blood, "Mu Heng, you are against the sky! I am your father!"

Mu Heng looked coldly at the extremely embarrassed person in front of him, where did he still have the appearance of being in the business circle at the beginning. keeps saying that he is his father, but when has he ever been like a father and son.

"What I am, or who I am, you know better than anyone else. ”

Since he returned to the Mu family, he has not lived a normal life, and Wu Xuan's scolding, trouble, and abuse are all lingering shadows for him.

He never cared about the relationship between father and son, and never reached out to him.

He was wearing a suit and leather shoes outside, pointing fingers, but when he returned home, he didn't dare to take a breath, for fear that Wu Xuan would divorce him.

The reason why the Mu clan was able to rise rapidly in City A and become another business tyrant second only to the Chu clan was thanks to Wu Xuan behind Mu Zhen.

When Mu was still an unlisted small company, Mu Zhen and Wu Xuan got married, and gave birth to Mu Qingyun soon after marriage.

Although the Wu family was not very financially strong at that time, they had a wide range of contacts.

Wu Xuan's father couldn't bear to see his only pearl in his palm marry into such a shabby court, so he had no choice but to try his best to support Mu Zhen.

Fortunately, he himself is a competitive person, and under the recommendation of Wu Xuan's father, he has made many dignitaries and dignitaries, and the company has been listed in just three years.

At that time, except for the long-lasting Chu clan, who could overshadow the limelight of the Mu clan, there was no one else.

Mu Zhen was gasping for breath by Mu Hengqi, and suddenly he was dizzy, and his eyes rolled and he fainted.

Mu Heng's eyes were cold, and his ears were full of noisy sirens and the sound of reporters chattering and asking questions.

The subordinates who followed Mu Zhen hurriedly helped him to the hospital, and over the years, Mu Zhen handed over the company's affairs to Mu Qingyun.

As soon as Mu Qingyun died, the Mu clan dragons began to mess up without a leader.

Mu Zhen couldn't afford to be seriously ill because he couldn't accept his son's death, Wu Xuan came to the hospital every day to cry, and the crying was heartbreaking, but Mu Zhen showed no signs of waking up.

On this day, Mu Heng took advantage of the night to come to Mu Zhen's ward, took out a property transfer letter, held Mu Zhen's hand, and pressed the handprint.

He looked at the bright red handprint with satisfaction, blew slightly on it, and then put it away.

Through the cold night outside the window, Mu Heng could see Mu Zhen on the bed with a pale face.

The emotions in Mu Heng's eyes came and went, longing, puzzled, and even a little sad.

How can someone who has never been loved not yearn for someone to love him, and Mu Heng is no exception......

As for puzzlement, he didn't understand why they were both biological flesh and blood, Mu Zhen treated him and Mu Qingyun was a world of difference, how could he really feel nothing......

However, in an instant, these emotions were suppressed by Mu Heng, and instead of firmness, he wanted to make those who hurt him pay the price!

Mu Heng slowly took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put them on his hand, and then slowly stretched them towards Mu Zhen's ventilator......

He personally sent off the man who had brought him into the world, watching his struggles go from violent to gentle and then gone.

Listen as his breathing goes from intense to weak......

Mu Heng sat in front of the hospital bed for a long time, playing with the ring on his index finger, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

This ring was the only thing his mother had left behind, and he had carried it with him for so many years.

"Mom, are you happy?" Mu Heng moved his gaze to the corpse on the bed, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

Mu Heng lowered the brim of his hat, put the breathing tube as it was, and walked out.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a doctor in a white coat standing at the door, Mu Heng's pupils shrank, and he glanced at the room uneasily.

Years of medical experience have made Wei Zifan not surprised.

He is the director of this hospital, and the death of the young master of the Mu family has made Mu Zhen very sick and unable to afford it, so he is also more impressed by this matter.

He had just gone to the office to get Mu Qingyun's autopsy report, and when he came back and passed by this ward, he saw a dark shadow sneaking in the room through the hidden door, but there was no big movement.

There was no light in the house, and he couldn't look closely at it too far.

It seemed that the person on the bed moved uneasily for a while, and then calmed down......

Looking at the man in front of him, Wei Zifan fell into deep thought, the Mu family only has one child, Mu Qingyun, so the man in front of him ......

"Are you here to give an infusion to the patient?" Mu Heng was the first to speak, interrupting Wei Zifan's thoughts.

Wei Zifan didn't take anything in his hand except the stethoscope, Mu Heng's words were obviously a temptation.

"There is no need for an infusion now, I just wanted to give him a simple check-up. Wei Zifan said with a smile.

Mu Heng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "He's asleep, if you're not in a hurry, let's do it tomorrow." ”

Having said that, he had no intention of leaving.

Wei Zifan frowned in confusion, and nodded after a while, "Okay." ”

Mu Heng saw him leave, and also walked out of the hospital with his feet raised.

The next day, no one came to see Mu Zhen, not even Wu Xuan, and the first to find out that something was wrong was the little nurse who came to give Mu Zhen an infusion.

The little nurse saw that his face was blue and realized that something was wrong, so she called the head nurse, and the house was in chaos for a while.

"I'll go to the dean, don't move. The head nurse turned around and walked towards Wei Zifan's office.

Knock knock knock......

There was a knock on the door, and Wei Zifan's hand that was taking notes paused, "Come in." ”

"Dean Wei, the patient who was sent the day before yesterday morning died. ”

Wei Zifan's mind instantly flashed the strange person from yesterday, so he hurriedly asked, "What's your name?"

The head nurse thought about it seriously, although she forgot to look at the bed card in a hurry, but she vaguely remembered that it seemed to be Mu's.

"Mu Zhen. ”

Wei Zifan took the case, and couldn't help but suspect the person last night, "Hurry up and take me to see." ”

When Wei Zifan arrived at the door of Mu Zhen's ward, he didn't know who called the police, and a bright yellow cordon was put up at the door.

A group of bold people outside the cordon watched the excitement, and a few media outlets didn't know where to get the news, and frantically crowded into the crowd.

"Excuse me, everybody. Wei Zifan squeezed into the crowd but had nowhere to stay.

"Officer Shen!" Wei Zifan saw his classmates when he was a police academy.

Shen Qilin heard someone calling him, and reflexively turned his head.