The bedroom was quiet, pins could be heard, and she sat on the sofa with his big palm on her shoulder.

"What?" she looked at him.

Mu Ziqian's face was ugly, Qiu Jing didn't know what he was messing with, and he owed him tens of billions of expressions.

When the man's tall body slowly knelt down, she looked at his eyes, and her dark eyes were dark with a chill, and it was best not to provoke him at this time.

Qiu Jing watched Mu Ziqian slowly approach with the ointment, remembering that he kissed her rogue when he was drugged last time, and hid backwards.

He paused, "What are you hiding?"

Qiu Jinghao's eyes fluttered down in a panic, and she looked at the person in front of her calmly, "No." ”

Mu Ziqian remembered the scene of kissing her when he helped her put on a band-aid, and smiled suddenly, "Don't worry, I won't kiss you secretly this time." ”

Qiu Jinghao's pupils dilated.

"Hey," Mu Ziqian was proud, "I was right by me." ”

The woman's face, ears and neck were like boiled shrimp in an instant, pink and pink, and Mu Ziqian's smile deepened.

Qiu Jing's good blushing was completely because she was guessed through, but in Mu Ziqian's eyes, she was because she felt good about being kissed, and she didn't want to admit that she wanted to save face.

"Well, don't move. He straightened her shoulder, the ointment was cool, and it was comfortable to apply to the wound.

After helping her put on a band-aid, Mu Ziqian directly held her face and kissed her lips heavily.

Qiu Jing instinctively resisted, but he let go of her and said with a smile: "I didn't steal the kiss, it's above board!"

After saying that, the man got up and went into the bathroom.

At night, Mu Ziqian felt as if he was holding a small stove in his arms, he pressed the bedside lamp and turned Qiu Jing over, her face was red, her forehead was soaked with sweat, and her lips were red.

Touching her forehead, it was hot, and if you listened closely, she was breathing heavily, and there was a rustling sound in her trachea.

Mu Ziqian remembered the cold pool water, hurriedly got out of bed, took out a coat from the closet and put it on her, picked up the person and walked out.

At three o'clock in the morning, he didn't call Fu Feiyang, and went to the garage to drive a car out of the villa.

The black sedan was speeding on the silent highway, and Mu Ziqian looked at the unconscious person in the co-pilot from time to time, holding the woman's small hand with a worried face.

When the car stopped in front of the Shengshi Hospital in Huan City, Mu Ziqian picked up the person and ran towards the hospital, Ning Zhi picked him up and waited at the door with a stretcher.

Mu Ziqian carried the person to the stretcher, Ning Zhi glanced at Qiu Jing's good face, arranged for the nurse to measure her temperature, and after giving the dosage, gave Qiu Jing an infusion.

At the end of the corridor, Mu Ziqian sat on a bench, this is a non-smoking area, he rubbed a cigarette between his fingers, and he didn't light it for a long time.

After Ning Zhi finished the driver's operation, he was a little tired, so he bought two cups of coffee from the vending machine and brought them to the person who was playing with cigarettes.

"Ziqian, huh. ”

Mu Ziqian stuffed the cigarette in his hand back into the cigarette case and took the coffee, "Thank you." ”

Ning Zhi sat down next to him, and the coffee passed the heat in the palm of his hand.

"Is it her?" Ning Zhi knew that Mu Ziqian had a hidden wife, and no one was notified of his marriage back then, and he only briefly informed a few friends afterwards.

Zheng Ye also asked him to go to the dojo for this reason, and the two competed, and they were evenly matched. After all, it was taught by a taekwondo master, and he knew each other's strengths and weaknesses too well.

Mu Ziqian bowed slightly, which can be regarded as a tacit acquiescence.

Ning Zhi raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that he would be the first to meet the mysterious bride.

"When did you pick her up?" Ning Zhi asked.

Receiving this word made Mu Ziqian smile self-deprecatingly, and he only replied with a precise number, "25 days." ”

He remembered the day she had returned, and from the time he knew the number of her flight, he was ready to keep her this time.

In the six years of separation, he was not a storm, but worked hard, expanded the Mu consortium, solved the internal and external troubles of Longhutang, encountered the turmoil of the national government, and supported the new regime. How tired and laborious it is behind all this, only he knows how cold and warm he is.

Now, everything is on the right track, and he has built a prosperous and prosperous era for her, and he has built a prosperous and prosperous world for her, and he has built a prosperous and prosperous world for her, and he has built a prosperous and prosperous world for her, and he has built a prosperous and prosperous world for her, and he has built a prosperous and prosperous world for her, and he has built a prosperous and prosperous world for her, and he has built a prosperous and prosperous world for her, and he has built a prosperous and prosperous world for her, and he has built a prosperous and prosperous world for her, and he has built a prosperous >and prosperous world for her

She hated his madness six years ago, and even more hated his current strength, Mu Ziqian was not upset by anything in the past six years, but she felt a headache because of her.

"Are you going to send her away?" Ning Zhi took a shallow sip, and the coffee was still a little hot.

Mu Ziqian didn't drink the coffee all the time, and when he heard Ning Zhi say, the hand holding the paper cup was slightly forced, the paper cup was deformed, and the coffee almost overflowed.

The corridor was quiet, and his voice was soft, but it was also exceptionally clear, "No." ”

Not only did he not plan to send her away, but he also wanted to trap her by his side for the rest of his life.

Ning Zhi seemed to sigh lightly, "It's time to be stable, it's time to live an ordinary life." ”

Mu Ziqian hummed lightly.

Turning his eyes to look at Ning Zhi, he asked, "How long are you going to stay in the city?"

Ning Zhi drank the remaining coffee in the paper cup, "In two weeks, Yichen has an operation waiting for me." ”

"What's wrong with Yichen?"

"It's not him, it's the woman he picked up who needs a skin graft. ”

“”

Mu Ziqian and Su Yichen haven't seen each other for a while, everyone has their own careers to be busy, and his current situation is not much more comfortable than him, and he is alone in the Huangfu family, and many things need to be done by himself.

"Let's get together sometime. Ning Zhi proposed.

"Done. Mu Ziqian drank the cold coffee in one gulp, pinched the paper cup in his palm, turned it into a ball, raised his wrist, and accurately landed in the trash can opposite.

"I'll go back to the ward. ”

"Well, she can be discharged from the hospital when her fever has subsided. ”

"Thank you. ”

Mu Ziqian's back gradually drifted away, Ning Zhi's gaze fell on his back, and he suddenly had a feeling that he was not as lonely as before.

Gently pushing open the door of the ward, the room was dim, and the bedside lamp was small, shining on her flushed face.

Mu Ziqian carefully moved a chair and sat on the edge of the bed, her hand gently brushed away the broken hair on her face, her lips were much lighter, her breathing was even and shallow, and her forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, Mu Ziqian washed a towel to help her wipe it off little by little.

She shook her head, then licked her lips.

Mu Ziqian put his arm around her head and put it to the base of her ear and asked, "Want to drink water?"

Qiu Jing nodded, and the high fever faded away and she was prostrate and weak.

Mu Ziqian got up to pour water, and after sitting down, he found that the person was groggy again, and he screamed a few times without moving, he used a straw for her, and she didn't take the initiative to suck.

He looked at her chapped lips, took a sip from the cup, and then lowered his head to cover her lips, and put the water into her mouth with a trace of water.

When I woke up the next day, the morning light outside the window climbed up the treetops and sprinkled it on the face of the sleeping man next to the bed, Qiu Jinghao looked at his face so closely for the first time, and I hadn't looked at it seriously before, because I hated it.

Today was an exception, when he sat in a chair and lay on the edge of her bed, holding her left hand with one hand and the other arm resting under her head.