It's not that Yan Jin can't ask.

It's nothing more than embarrassing.

But the problem is that they don't know each other very well, and it's about Song Shihuan, Shi Mingyuan didn't even say anything about his own brother, how could he talk nonsense with him.

So I can only find a way to support Shi Mingyuan.

Then call someone out and ask about the situation.

Anyway, the attending doctor was found by him, and he can barely speak.

However, Shi Mingyuan just didn't leave.

Yan Jin glanced up at Mu Ye with a blank face, to the effect: Anyway, Lao Tzu has no choice, you can do it!

Mu Ye breathed a deep sigh of relief, silently turned his head to look away, and then leisurely walked to the opposite bench and sat down.

Shi Mingyuan was slightly stunned.

Subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Yan Jin next to him.

He sat beside him, not moving.

So......

Looking for the voice, he looked at Mu Ye, his eyes full of vigilance and vigilance.

His eyes fell on him, and after a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his voice was a little uncertain: "Mr. Mu? ”

Mu Ye raised his lips politely and bowed slightly: "See you again, Mr. Xiao Shi." ”

The two brothers are both well-known and powerful people in Yuncheng, and in order to distinguish between the two, they usually either call Shi Mingyuan the general manager like Yan Jin, or like Mu Ye just now.

Call him Mr. Xiao Shi.

Mu Ye has been in Cloud City for a few days, and he understands these things clearly, so Shi Mingyuan doesn't feel strange.

tugging at the corners of his lips, he laughed dryly twice, and said apologetically: "It's rude." ”

"It's okay, you're busy." As he spoke, he added lightly: "I happened to be there when you called Yan Jin just now, so I stopped by to take a look." ”

After finishing speaking, he frowned and looked at Shi Mingyuan a few times, and then said naturally: "Mr. Xiao Shi doesn't look very good, are you sure you don't go to the infirmary to have a look?" ”

As he spoke, his gaze shifted downward, landing on his bloodstained shirt, slightly twisting his eyebrows, and his tone was slow: "Your friend, there shouldn't be any big problem, right?" ”

At least judging by the amount of bleeding, yes.

However, Yan Jin just named the best neurosurgery professor on the phone to participate in the treatment, so he could not rule out the possibility of skull fracture and concussion.

Shi Mingyuan is not repulsive to Mu Ye, but he doesn't have a good impression either.

It's just that because he used to be an alumnus of Shi Mingchen, and the care at the moment, he can't be too cautious.

"I accidentally hit the protective railing, knocked on the windshield, and the broken glass cut a cut on my face, I can't rule out the possibility of a concussion, and the rest, it's nothing."

Mu Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

Even Yan Jin relaxed a lot: "I'll go...... You really can, you almost didn't scare Lao Tzu to death! ”

Shi Mingyuan leaned back on the bench, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly constricted, and he looked at the hands with his fingers facing each other as if he were in a trance.

Yan Jin: "......" realized that what he had just said was a little inappropriate, and twitched the corners of his lips, wanting to explain something.

But Shi Mingyuan was the first to interrupt: "Today, Mr. Song Anning's birthday is Mr. Mu." ”

It's like a reminder, it's like a warning.

Yan Jin: "Forehead ......"

"Really? Why didn't anyone tell me? "It's just like the real thing.

Yan Jin: Well, yes, I didn't say it!

However, Shi Mingyuan was not surprised, he turned his head to look away with a smile, and the slightly raised arc of his mouth was full of disdain and disdain: "Normal, Song Fei is very busy, so sometimes, it is inevitable that there are places that cannot be taken care of, and it is said that he himself has not done things well, and it is not to blame Mr. Mu." ”