After Xia Moyan heard what Wen Yichen said, she left quickly, and the stone in her heart couldn't help but fall. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info However, when she hadn't reached the door, the sound behind her made her a little scared. When she looked back, she saw a huge body lying on the ground. The thin lips without blood made him look a little pitiful. Wretched? Xia Moyan, what are you thinking in your head, he is the president of the Wen family, how can he be pitiful, shouldn't you hurry up, he is lying on the ground and cares about you, someone will come to help. Xia Moyan thought in her heart, but her legs seemed to be not listening to her brain's command, and she couldn't move her feet.

"Uncle Zhao!" Xia Moyan screamed loudly, but what responded to her was empty air.

"Uncle Zhao!" Xia Moyan screamed anxiously again, and the voice echoed in the room, still silent.

Mobile phone, yes, call the hospital, Xia Moyan thought in her heart, while groping in her pocket. His mobile phone had already been put away by Wen Yichen. How can it appear on its own body.

"Master, hurry up," Xia Moyan slowly dragged Wen Yichen to the taxi, and then said.

The driver didn't answer, but he moved a lot faster.

"What should I do, Mo Yan's mobile phone can't get through, this situation usually doesn't happen." Kong Binglan anxiously held her mobile phone and said to Xia Ying'an.

"Don't worry, Mo Yan will be fine." Xia Ying'an hugged the anxious Kong Binglan, and then comforted.

"Well, Mo Yan will be fine." Kong Binglan thought silently in her heart.

In the white room, a narrow bed lies a man in a patient gown.

"It's okay, it's just low blood sugar, nothing serious." Xia Moyan looked at the person in front of her, and then said.

Suddenly, the silence of the house was shattered by the ringing of a bell.

Xia Moyan looked at Wen Yichen's suit on the sofa, and then picked up the mobile phone inside.

"Hey, young master, you and Mo Yan's dinner has been arranged." Uncle Zhao's voice came from the phone.

"Uncle Zhao, I'm Mo Yan, and Wen Yichen is in the hospital." Xia Moyan said. No wonder there was no one in the villa, it turned out to be ......

"What's wrong with the young master?" Uncle Zhao asked a little nervously.

"Low blood sugar, Uncle Zhao, come here." Xia Moyan said.

"Okay, where are you going to accompany the young master first, I'll go over now. What kind of hospital are you guys doing. ”

"Central Hospital." After speaking, Xia Moyan hung up the phone. After a while, Uncle Zhao hurried to the hospital.

"Uncle Zhao, you're here, I'll go first." Xia Moyan saw that Uncle Zhao had arrived, so she said.

"The young master will not agree to your departure." Uncle Zhao said

Wen Yichen agreed. Xia Moyan looked at the person on the bed, and then said lightly

"Mo Yan, you don't know how much the young master paid for a dinner with him, the young master hasn't eaten today, put down tens of billions of contracts, and went to the field to personally direct the layout of the scene, some things were done by him personally, just when the lanterns were hung, the young master almost fell from the tree. He's still a little wounded. I never had."

"Enough, Uncle Zhao, I'm leaving, don't let Wen Yichen know that I sent him to the hospital. I'm leaving, and I believe that Wen Yichen is just a temporary freshness to me. Xia Moyan stopped Uncle Zhao's words, she didn't want to listen to it anymore, she wanted to live her own life and live a peaceful and ordinary life. After speaking, Xia Moyan turned around and left.

Uncle Zhao didn't let the bodyguard stop Xia Moyan, but let Xia Moyan go, thinking in his heart, maybe, the young master will forget her, I have seen the young master since I was a child, and I have never seen the young master like this, so it is inevitable that I feel a little distressed.

That's right, after all, I saw it since I was a child, Wen Yichen is like this, how can Uncle Zhao not feel distressed.