The man looked at An Chuling in his fifties and looked at An Chuling: "You??"

"I don't know if you remember me? I have something I want to talk to the dean. Watermark Advertising Test Watermark Advertising Test" She didn't beat around the bush and directly explained the purpose of her coming.

After hearing her words, the dean's expression instantly became a little solemn, "Come with me." “

An Chuling followed him to the office to rest.

"We met some time ago, why did you come to me soon?" the dean asked with a smile like an old friend.

"I would like to ask the attending doctor a few questions, is there a person named Hong Yujing. An Chuling paused. "No! should it be said that Mo Xue has been treated here?" The time was so strange that she couldn't help but associate Mo Xue's matter with her.

"You're here to ask about it, too?" the dean sighed. Someone came to him to ask him, and he kept saying that when he was unconscious, he saw Mo Xue next to him. The dean told him that he was hallucinating.

Did he come to check? It seems that he has been hiding what happened before. An Chuling guessed.

"Isn't it nice that some things will always be secrets? Anyway, the days are still going on, what can you change if you know the truth? Memories are memories after all, why should they be turned out?" the dean's words seemed to make sense. An Chuling couldn't listen to a word.

"It's important to me, maybe I'll feel better when I find out, but I have to know the truth. An Chuling looked very determined.

"I'm sorry, but I have nothing to say about the privacy of my patients. The dean also replied firmly.

The corners of An Chuling's mouth raised, she had already guessed that the dean would have such an attitude.

"I've found out that my heart now is not Mo Xue's, it's actually someone else. “

Hearing her words, the dean's determined gaze suddenly relaxed. Although it was only for a short time, the careful An Chuling still caught it. An Chuling actually said this deliberately, she didn't know anything, and now looking at the dean's expression, she was now very sure.

"Well, since I can't keep it a secret, I'll tell you what I know. The dean compromised and said, "I was not responsible for the operation. I knew that there was a patient covered in blood in the hospital that day, and a patient who fell into a coma, and I don't know what happened after I was treated, but at that time, President Mo gave me a sum of money for me to keep secret. “

The dean recalls the scene. It's not a bad thing anyway.

"Why does Mo Bai want to give you a sum of money to keep secret? What is the secret? Is Mo Xue not dead?"

The dean did not speak, and gave her a doctor's business card: "This is the person who was the attending doctor at the time, you may know if you go to him." “

She looked at the doctor's name and phone number in her hand, "Thank you for telling me." “

"I hope you and Mr. Jiang don't have emotional problems because of this matter, and I hope you don't get angry with Miss Mo, she is also a poor person. The doctor said before she took it away.

An Chuling fell silent.

Mo Xue didn't die. This is a matter between her and Jiang Yiran, originally it didn't matter to her whether she knew it or not, but she wanted to know if her heart surgery had anything to do with her?

Mo Qiao rubbed her mouth and said that her heart was her sister, so she didn't know at all.

"I see. An Chuling stood up. Walked out of the hospital.

Hong Yujie took off her high heels while everyone was going out to eat, and her face looked very tired, because she had pulled down many rehearsal opportunities because of the hospitalization.

Sitting on the sofa next to her, because of Mo Bai's appearance, she was proud to protect this event or she was in the c position, so that everyone in the group had a lot of opinions.

Recently, when the teacher also stepped up the rehearsals for her, she kept asking her to stay. and An Jia gave her all kinds of shooting, which made her a little overwhelmed.

It is also rare to take a break and sit in the lounge at this time, thinking that it is impossible to get close to Jiang Yiran.

Xia Mo came over with two glasses of orange juice, and Hong Yuwen didn't even bother to stand up and reach out to take it, she was so tired.

But not long after she stayed in the break room, the cell phone in her bag rang. Someone called: "Xia Mo, can you please get me the phone." “

Xia Mo took out her mobile phone from her bag and handed it to her, Hong Yujie saw a strange phone, this was a landline, and she was still tired, and she suddenly had a spirit: "It's noon, aren't you going to eat?" I'm too tired and want to take a break, help me bring me a meal when you go out." “

deliberately branched out Xia Mo, the phone rang again, and she picked up the phone: "My Miss Mo, you finally answered the phone, President An found the hospital probably asked about the year, and the dean called me just now." “

"What are you talking about!" she knew, it's over! Hong Yujing held her phone tightly. "Did she come to you?"

Although she was wearing tight makeup at this time, it was difficult to hide the paleness of her face now.

"And find me, even if she comes to me, as long as I don't say it, I don't think An Chuling will do anything with us? The person on the other end of the phone said in a calm tone.

Reassure her. How could she rest assured? He hadn't learned about An Chuling.

"You must keep it a secret from me, or you know the consequences. Hong Yujing tightened her lips as she spoke.

The voice was quiet for a moment, then slowly said "um" and hung up the phone.

With a mobile phone in hand. It fell to the ground with a "pop".

The whole person looked at the white ceiling in the lounge with a blank face.

If Jiang Yiran knew about this, then she would have lost him forever, and she could still have a place in his heart.

When Jiang Yiran returned home, An Chuling sat in the study with glasses on his glasses to check what information?

"Are you so busy with the company's business?" and are you still checking when you get home?" he asked with concern.

Hearing his voice, An Chuling looked back at him, as if he wanted to ask him something.

"What's wrong with me? Why are you looking at me like that?"

An Chuling stood up and reached out to hug his waist. Jiang Yiran was a little flustered in an instant. "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

He turned his hand and put his hand on her forehead to feel if it was hot, not very hot.

"No need. I just wanted to hold you like this. An Chuling looked at him with a sunny smile.

Jiang Yiran touched her nose: "If you have anything to say, you don't have to pretend in front of me." I'm your husband, the one you'll be with all your life. “

"Yiran, what if?? I'm talking about ifs. An Chuling paused, "If that woman didn't die, would you return to her?"

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