Mo Qinglan raised his eyes and looked over, asking about the regret and black line on Dr. Zhang's face.

Doctor Zhang sneered, the best fox, shouldn't there be a loud and bullish name?

White hair, it's too casual and ugly!

But did he dare to say this to Mo Qinglan, he didn't dare.

The car shook, and there was a sound of someone talking outside, and Dr. Zhang took this opportunity to retreat.

There is only one soft couch in the car, which is naturally reserved for the patient. Mo Qinglan scooped up the little fox and put it on her lap, and she sat by the window when she got into the car.

Seeing Mo Chen, Mo Qinglan remembered that he didn't need to name the fox at all, because as Dr. Zhang said, this fox is the best, and its owner will choose its own name.

And Mo Qinglan knew that Mo Chen was the owner of the fox, firstly, because of her speculation in the woods, and secondly, when the fox saw Mo Chen, it was obvious that he wanted to break free from her arms and hug his master......

As soon as Mo Chen lay down on the soft couch, the curtain was lifted in a corner, and a hosta was handed in diagonally, separated from Mo Qinglan's shoulder.

"Ink Dust Boy, your hairpin, I almost forgot." Lao Wang's voice sounded through the curtains.

The hosta is snow-white, and the round hairpin head is faintly engraved with white characters.

It turned out that Lao Wang was taking his hosta to go, no wonder it was so easy to ask for a carriage.

Mo Qinglan took the hairpin, and his hand inadvertently touched Lao Wang's hand, and the other party suddenly retracted. She raised her eyes and looked over, only to find that Lao Wang's face was white and frightening, and her eyes were full of fear when she looked at her...... Sad.

"Promise you, I'll do it." Mo Qinglan frowned lightly and said.

Lao Wang was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, the gloom in his eyes faded, and there was more determination in his words:

"I believe you. You can go in peace, and no one will leak half a word about your business. ”

Before that, she said that she would help Lao Wang investigate the affairs of the man in black and ask him not to reveal her whereabouts. It seems that Lao Wang remembers, then what she just said, Lao Wang naturally understands, so he is not as sad as before.

The man in black is dead, but these people are just small shrimps, and only when they catch the mastermind can they really help Lao Wang.

Chu Sheng knew who it was, but he didn't want to tell her.

There are two possibilities, one is that the identity of the person who killed him is complicated, and the background is too hard for him to move. Second, he had already seen Mochen's suspicions, and it was inconvenient to tell him on the spot. Three, it was he who didn't trust her. Or all three.

Mo Qinglan nodded while thinking, and as the curtains were lowered to block the scenery outside, the carriage officially left Chuzhuang.

As soon as he turned his head, Mo Qinglan saw that Mo Chen was tilting his head to look at the little fox, and rarely, he didn't have a smile on his face.

"I thought it was dead, but I didn't expect you to save it." Mo Chen said, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, but it made people feel weird no matter how they looked at it.

Mo Qinglan frowned slightly, noncommittal.

"Still angry? What I just said is the truth, he really has no name or surname. Mo Chen sighed faintly, looking at Mo Qinglan pitifully with peach blossom eyes.

Mo Qinglan was silent, she was angry with herself, she thought that she could find out Qin Qian's identity after she came out, but because of her emotions, she took the name of Qin Qian's eldest brother. If she knew that the one in Snake Island had no name or surname, she should choose her name carefully.

Actually, Qin Qian's name is not bad.

But is this the time to wrestle with this question?

Mo Qinglan found that he was unknowingly being led away.

"Where is the carriage?"

"Go to the carriage owner's house, my uncle Ding Bo's house." Seeing that Mo Qinglan was no longer entangled, Mo Chen replied with a smile: "My father and Uncle Ding are friends in the world, and I have been living in his mansion for the past few days. On the night of your accident, he happened to have business to discuss, so I guarded the post house for him. I didn't expect to find a friend but didn't find it, and I experienced life and death again. I'm always afraid I'll be lonely......"

Wen Run finished the above words with a smile in a gentle and peaceful tone, casually and naturally. is different from Mo Qinglan's indifferent tone, but it also makes people hear the sadness and past dangerous experiences hidden under the calm lake.

He also lost his father, and it seems that he almost died before that.

Mo Qinglan listened carefully, as if, so did she.

The begonia red curtain shook irregularly with the shaking of the body, and the red shadow was projected on the woman's snow muscles, outlining the sunset halo, showing a bit of agility. The focused expression made her clear ink pupils more transparent, and there was a faint feeling of remembrance like a floating cloud crossing her eyes, and she returned to calm in an instant.

A few strands of long hair fluttered in the wind on either side of her cheeks, like someone's hand gently caressing her eyebrows, her eyelashes, her nose, her lips......

Mo Chen looked fixedly, his lips closed silently, and the two hands in his sleeves were clenched tightly.

There was suddenly no sound in the car, Mo Qinglan looked at Mo Chen suspiciously, and unexpectedly saw the strange emotions in the other party's eyes that made her unhappy.

She is no stranger to such eyes, she and Ye Changqing look at each other like this almost every day, hot, lingering, and affectionate......

Mo Qinglan was also in the mood to listen, and raised his foot to kick Mo Chen's face unceremoniously, and Mo Chen hurriedly retracted his head and avoided it by luck.

"Look at me like that in the future, kill you." Mo Qinglan said coldly, his eyes cold.

Mochen touched his nose and nodded honestly. He could see that Mo Qinglan was really going to kill him.

As Mo Qinglan lifted her legs, the white hair that was lying on her lap fell off and screamed in pain.

This roar eased the frozen atmosphere in the car a little.

Mo Qinglan picked up the white hair, and unexpectedly saw the white cloth on the wound on his right claw stained with blood. She was annoyed that she was careless, and suddenly remembered something, and threw the white hair on Mo Chen's body with an expressionless face.

Bai Mao hadn't recovered from the pain of the wound cracking just now, and let out another cry of pain.

Mo Chen grinned, grabbed the white hair on his body with his backhand, and threw it directly to the soles of his feet with a snap.

"Whew!"

…… If Dr. Zhang wants to see this situation, I'm afraid that his heart will be so painful that he faints!

"Miss Qingzhu, don't you think we are very fateful? I saved your life, and you saved me with your blood. And we're all his friends......"

"He has a name." Mo Qinglan interrupted: "His name is Qin Qian. ”

Qin Qian, Qin Qian...... There was a trace of trance in Mo Chen's eyes, but it was quickly covered by a smile:

"Really? That's what you call that girl? In order not to let people call her benefactor "he" casually, she did not hesitate to reveal her lies under a false name.

Do you believe in him, or is he fearless?

He was answered by an expected silence.

"Girl, how did you know we were looking for the same person?"

"I've seen you on Snake Island, you and another person."

Mo Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, he grabbed the edge of the soft couch with one hand, and said happily: "So, or did we meet first?" ”

He smiled, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and his indescribable charm was moving.

Demon, the word came to Mo Qinglan's mind again, but his face was light, frowning slightly, and he looked over for some reason.

But Mo Chen didn't intend to explain what he said, feasting with a smile on his face, maybe he was really happy, and the whole person exuded spirit from the inside out.

"I understand, you saved me, not because I saved you, but because of Qin Qian." Mo Chen asked, but the slight loneliness on his face already believed what he said.

After being happy for a while and being disappointed, Mo Qinglan felt more and more that there was something wrong with Mo Chen's brain.

"I didn't save you" Mo Qinglan said solemnly: "Although my blood can save the dying, it was before." Now my blood is poisoned, and you are poisoned. Now, I have something to ask......"

Mo Qinglan's face was pale, she began to think that Mo Chen had mistakenly saved her because she had been misled by Lao Wang, and that she had just piled up this kindness on Qin Qian.

But listening to what he just said, it was as if he had inadvertently saved her life. But how could Mo Qinglan believe that the guess in her heart was the same as Chu Sheng's inference, but when she was about to ask, she was interrupted by Mo Chen's suddenly high shout.

"Are you poisoned? What poison? Does it matter? When? Why didn't anyone tell me. ”

Mo Chen's eyes widened and he looked at Mo Qinglan in disbelief. The whole person was about to get up, because the movement was too violent, the wound on his back was torn open, and the pain in his heart stimulated his legs to be numb for a while, and he fell directly from the soft couch.

I'm afraid of death and I'm afraid of being like this, why save her in the first place!

The little gratitude in Mo Qinglan's heart immediately turned into disdain, but she still caught Mo Chen, and Mo Chen's hands danced wildly, and suddenly pressed on the two soft balls on her chest with great precision!

Boom!

The whole body shook violently.