Cong Xin Yue did a full body examination according to Mang's meaning, basically all the tests that could be done, any one that could cause a high fever was not spared. Mang has been in a wheelchair to accompany Cong Xinyue throughout the whole process. In order to accompany Xin Yuemang, he specially asked people to buy him an electric remote-controlled wheelchair, so that he could walk around remotely without being pushed by anyone.

"Are you satisfied?" After a whole day of tossing, Xin Yue was already exhausted when she returned to the ward, but her expression was relaxed and happy.

"Satisfied, I have asked someone to help you go through the discharge procedures, and you will be able to go home tomorrow as you wish," Mang sat on the side of Cong Xinyue's bed and smiled proudly at Cong Xinyue, "How about it, are you satisfied now?" ”

"Well, satisfied," Xin Yue just wanted to lie down and rest, when she heard her stomach rumbling.

"Yo, what kind of sound is this," Mang smirked.

"It's not all you, you want me to do a check-up, I haven't eaten much in a day," Cong Xinyue rubbed her stomach that she had been calling, and thought for a while before speaking, "Mang, let's go out to eat together, okay?" ”

"Good is good, but what to eat?" Mangjian flashed light from Xin Yue's eyes, and muttered to herself in her heart, what delicious food did she think of?

"It's been a long time since I've had a good meal," Cong Xinyue thought very seriously, "Magic materials?" Japanese food? Korean food? Or hot pot? ”

“What？ Stop, stop, stop," Mang immediately shouted to stop Xin Yue's endless imagination, "Don't eat Japanese food, what do you want to eat?" ”

"I just want to eat meat, but I also want to eat fish, I want to eat sashimi," Cong Xinyue originally wanted to invite Mang to eat Western food, but suddenly thought that Mang's wrist injury was not healed, and it was very inconvenient to take a knife and fork, so he just gave up, "Or still... ”

"I think, why don't you go to the western restaurant downstairs to eat steak," Mang really couldn't stand Cong Xinyue's entanglement, and interrupted Cong Xinyue, "Don't be entangled anymore, if you continue to entangle, we should have supper,"

"Western food, you're quite emotional," Xin Yue suddenly thought of the first time Liang Ze took him to his house to eat a warm pot for the New Year, and the meal he and Mo Xi ate on the first day of the New Year in the villa, it felt like a world away.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he and Moxie have never had a good meal alone, at that time he has always been in poor health, he has no appetite for anything, and Moxie has always accommodated himself.

Mang saw that Cong Xinyue suddenly stopped talking, his expression faded, and he lost the excitement just now, so he asked tentatively, "What's wrong with you?" Did you think of something? ”

Mang didn't mention the name of the boss either, he knew that mentioning the boss at this time would only make Cong Xinyue sad.

"It's okay," Xin Yue pulled herself out of her memories, pursed her lips and smiled, "It's just remembering some of the past, let's go, let's go eat Western food as you said,"

After Mang and Cong Xinyue changed their clothes, they went to a western restaurant one street away from the hospital together. In order to make it more convenient for Mang, Cong Xinyue also helped Mang cut the steak into small pieces before putting it in front of Mang. The two also ordered a bottle of red wine, drank and chatted slowly, enjoying a rare warm moment. Just as the two of them were eating happily, Cong Xinyue suddenly felt as if someone was staring at her, and looked around.

"What's wrong?" Mang saw that Cong Xinyue looked nervous, constantly looking around for something.

"I always feel like someone is watching us," Xin Yue said as she glanced around, but she didn't see a familiar face, and she didn't see anyone staring at her.

Mang also looked up and looked around, but didn't find anything, "Are you too sensitive?" ”

"Maybe," Xin Yue was very worried that Moxi or Liang Ze was still coveting Mang, and the hand holding the red wine glass subconsciously held the wine glass tighter, "I always have a feeling that that Yu Yucheng will not let you go easily, Moxi must have told me something yesterday, otherwise he would not have set up memory impairment for me,"

"Yueyue, you're too nervous, relax, or you'll have a fever again in a while," Mangjian bit her lower lip from Xin Yue's teeth, her brows tightened, worried that she would have a fever if she was overthinking, "Don't worry, I believe that the boss won't hurt us, even this time, I believe the boss has no choice,"

"Why do you believe in Moxie so much? You're like this, why can you still believe in him like this? From Xin Yue's seeing that Mang didn't have a trace of resentment, and helped Moxi speak, she felt even more sorry for Mang.

Mang bowed his head and was silent for a moment before answering, "Because there is no boss, there is no Mang,"

"Mang, can you tell me how you met Moxie?" From Xinyue, she has always wanted to know the story between Mang and Moxi, and she is very curious about Moxi's trust in Mang, and Mang's unconditional belief in Moxi.

"Do you want to know my story?" Mang has never mentioned his past to anyone, not that he doesn't mention it, but it's not necessary, and it's not good for him to hide his identity if more people know, so almost no one knows his true identity for so many years, and almost no one knows the story of him and the boss.

"If you think you can tell me, I'd love to hear it," Xin Yue didn't want to embarrass Mang, she knew that there must be an unbearable past hidden behind people like Mang, a story that she didn't want to mention.

"It's not that there's nothing I can't say, it's just that my identity is hidden by multiple fake identities, and if I say it, I'm afraid that someone will find out my true identity," Mang felt that Cong Xinyue had misunderstood his own meaning, not that he didn't want to say it, but that his identity was his only advantage now, and if the real identity was dug up, I was afraid that Cong Xinyue would be implicated.

"You can rest assured that I won't investigate, I just want to know the story of you and Moxi," Cong Xinyue really didn't mean to investigate Mang, she just wanted to know Mang's past.

Mang pondered for a moment before speaking again, "If you want to know, I can tell you, but not here, let's go to a place where there are only two of us, there is no surveillance, and tell you, only you can know,"

Cong Xinyue was also a little surprised by Mang's request, "Isn't there anyone else who knows except Moxi?" ”

Mang shook his head, "The truth they think they know is actually fake, and it was all made up by the boss to hide my identity, and my real experience is only known to me and the boss,"

"Understood, if you tell me that I am the third person to know the truth, it is equivalent to giving me your weakness, are you afraid?" From Xin Yue, I thought, is there any particularity in Mang's identity? Otherwise, why go to such great lengths to hide?

Mang still shook his head, "What do I have to be afraid of, for you, I trust you like I trust the boss, even if one day you use my weakness to catch me,

I won't hate you either,"

As he spoke, Mang Huanchong smiled softly at Xin Yue. The eyes flashed with affection for Cong Xinyue.