He Mingyuan came to the floor of his office, came to the secretary's room where Qiao Zixin was, and didn't see Qiao Zixin when he entered the room, he came to Qiao Zixin's desk and found Qiao Zixin fainting in the corner on the ground, she was sweating profusely, and the expression on her face was very frightened. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He Mingyuan picked up Qiao Zixin and went downstairs, stuffed it into the car, and drove towards the hospital, you must not be okay He Mingyuan glanced at Qiao Zixin through the inverted mirror.

When Qiao Zixin arrived at the hospital and was pushed into the emergency room, He Mingyuan called Fang Di and told her the license plate number of a taxi and asked her to check the taxi that had just been parked downstairs in the company.

He Mingyuan was pacing outside the rescue room, he was wondering if this was a coincidence, or if someone had arranged it on purpose, he didn't want Qiao Zixin to lie in bed for the rest of his life like Xiang Xinqi.

If someone really deliberately framed him, why did he still not find out after so long investigation, who this person is, and what kind of enmity he has with himself.

At this time, Qiao Zixin pushed out, "How is she," He Mingyuan hurriedly asked the doctor who came out.

"She's fine, there's no injury on her body, it should be caused by excessive shock, as for how she got like this, when she wakes up, you ask her," the doctor also felt incredible, what was the reason for being scared like this, "I suggested that when she woke up, you could take her to see a psychiatrist," the doctor added.

What does the doctor mean by this, could it be that she scared herself like this, He Mingyuan frowned, and watched the nurse push Qiao Zixin to the ward.

Qiao Zixin struggled in the dark for a long time before she woke up, and suddenly opened her eyes, she saw the white ceiling, with the white walls, and the smell of disinfectant water filled with nasal passages, she knew that this was a hospital, she was safe, and breathed a sigh of relief.

She sat up and saw He Mingyuan not far away, looking at herself quietly, what his eyes revealed was no less than the terrifying dream just now, yes, was the one just now a dream? But how did it seem to be real, if it was just real, then she really killed someone.

Qiao Zixin kept thinking, thinking and recalling what had just happened.

"What did you just see that scared you like this," He Mingyuan looked at Qiao Zixin's face ugly, "Do you need to see a psychiatrist?" He Mingyuan said.

Qiao Zixin used a smile to cover up the panic in her heart, did she really say to him? All kinds of signs show that if this dream is true, then the person she killed is the Xinqi in He Mingyuan's mouth.

But she wasn't sure about the reality of this dream, because she had had similar dreams before, and she thought she had found a clue.

went to a psychiatrist for hypnosis, restored the so-called evidence in her brain, and sent it to the Public Security Bureau.

The police immediately began an investigation, and the final result of the investigation was that the scene was the scene she had filmed.

Later, several times, she handed over the scenes that came to her mind to the police station, and the results were all scenes in the scenes she had filmed.

Now the police don't believe her anymore, and the psychiatrist says she's having a messy memory.

Now she can't tell which reality is, it is the drama she has filmed.

"No need, I'm just afraid of the dark," she glanced at He Mingyuan secretly, lowered her head, fortunately He Mingyuan didn't doubt it, and then added, "This is also the sequelae left by that accident." ”

He Mingyuan was a little helpless, frowned, you have a lot of things, "Okay, you rest first, and you can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow," got up and left, walked to the door, and looked back at Qiao Zixin, the complexity in his eyes made Qiao Zixin confused.

"See you tomorrow Mr. He," Qiao Zixin waved to He Mingyuan.

He Mingyuan just said "um" and left.

After He Mingyuan left, Qiao Zixin lay on the hospital bed, thinking about what happened tonight, and fell asleep after thinking about it.

The early morning sun shone on Qiao Zixin's face, Qiao Zixin carried the somewhat dazzling sunlight with her hands, got up and was about to be discharged, when she heard the footsteps in the corridor of the hospital, getting closer and closer to her room.

I only heard the sound of the doorknob "carding", opened, He Mingyuan walked in, carrying breakfast in his hand, strode in front of Qiao Zixin, and put the breakfast on the small table in front of Qiao Zixin.

"After eating breakfast, let's go to work together," After He Mingyuan put down breakfast, he sat on the sofa opposite, looking at Qiao Zixin, "Look at what you are doing, eat," He Mingyuan's language had a commanding tone.

Qiao Zixin immediately retracted his gaze, this He Mingyuan is really difficult to understand.

Why was he wearing yesterday's clothes, didn't he go home yesterday, then where did he go, or did he see it wrong.

Qiao Zixin glanced at it secretly, and just happened to look at He Mingyuan, Qiao Zixin hurriedly got down.

"Why am I more delicious than breakfast?" He Mingyuan walked over gently, bending over slightly, his handsome face was on the same level as Qiao Zixin.

Qiao Zixin was thinking about how to answer, feeling that something was approaching him, and when he looked at it, He Mingyuan's beautiful somewhat demonic face was getting closer and closer to his face.

The closer He Ming got away, the harder Qiao Zixin's heart beated, and it became difficult to breathe, and when he thought of the first two kisses, his face "brushed" red, like a red rose.

Qiao Zixin asked in a panic, "Do you want to... Do... You... Don't come here,"

"What do you think, what can I do" He Mingyuan's beautiful voice surrounded Qiao Zixin's ears.

Qiao Zixin, who was sitting on the hospital bed, kept retreating backwards until he reached the head of the bed, and he couldn't retreat backwards.

"You... You... Don't come any closer, this is a hospital... I'm going to call someone when I get closer," Qiao Zixin stammered.

"What are you nervous about," the implication is that it is not the first, and she is still nervous, the more she looks at Qiao Zixin's nervous appearance, the more she feels cute, and the more she wants to tease her.

"I warn you again that this is a hospital," Qiao Zixin really didn't know what to say.

"Do you think they will care?" He Mingyuan deliberately stretched out his voice, with an indifferent expression.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a nurse walked in, she was looking down at the case, "Qiao Zixin, right?" and then raised her head and pushed the glasses that were stuck in her nose.

Seeing Qiao Zixin half-lying on the hospital bed, He Mingyuan's hands were supported, on both sides of Qiao Zixin's body, and his body was almost lying on Qiao Zixin's body.

The nurse saw the situation and said, "Sorry excuse me, I'll come back later," and the nurse hurried away.

"Well, I'll look for you later," He Mingyuan snorted coldly, indicating that the nurse was quite sensible.

Qiao Zixin saw that He Mingyuan didn't have the slightest intention of leaving, so he took advantage of He Mingyuan's lack of attention, got out of the space vacated under him, and jumped out of bed.

"Miss nurse, please wait a minute, is it to go through the discharge procedures?" Qiao Zixin was very glad for his wisdom and took out the clutches.