Chapter Ninety-Nine: Relatively Speechless

Out of the secret passage, Hua Sheng followed behind Shen Yang and walked towards the bamboo courtyard.

As soon as I entered the hospital, I saw people coming and going, and a few small people were busy picking up and dropping off doctors.

"What's going on?"

"When I came back two days ago, Yan Ge was seriously ill, and maybe it's relapsed now, let's go and have a look."

"Good!"

Hearing that Mo Yange was seriously ill, Hua Sheng's indescribable taste in her heart was indescribable.

Shen Yang went first and retreated everyone, and then called Hua Sheng in.

Seeing Shen Yang sitting on the edge of the bed and checking Mo Yange's pulse, Hua Sheng asked in a low voice, "How is he?" ”

Shen Yang was silent for a moment, then took out another pill and gave it to him.

When he looked up at Hua Sheng again, the feelings in his eyes were very complicated, and he paused and said: "It's okay, he will wake up in a while, Sheng'er will help me take care of it for a while, I'll go prescribe a prescription and find someone to decoct the medicine." ”

With that, he got up and left.

Hua Sheng nodded, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, watching over a comatose man with any trouble but just watching him sleep.

Outside the house, Shen Yang dismissed everyone, and the moment he closed the door, his eyes were still on Hua Sheng's body, and he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his heart.

The door is closed lightly, which is another kind of encounter.

……

As Shen Yang expected, with just a cup of tea, Mo Yange opened his eyes dimly.

At this moment, Hua Sheng was sitting at the table, drinking tea and eating pastries, which were originally prepared by Lan Yue and Feng Qi for Mo Yange, in case he woke up drunk and hungry, but it all went into Hua Sheng's stomach at this moment.

Mo Yange opened his eyes in a haze, and seemed to see Shen Yang in a daze, dressed in a strong suit, with his hair tied up and wearing a mask, and wearing Shen Yang's coat, but this height was much shorter than Shen Yang.

Could it be that if you lie down and look at people, you can make people look short?

"Brother?"

Hearing the faint sound coming from the bed, Hua Sheng didn't have time to put down the pastry in her hand, and hurriedly ran to the bedside.

At the moment when Hua Sheng turned around, Mo Yange's eyes looking at her suddenly cleared, and her pupils dilated and she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"Am I dead?"

"Poof!"

Faced with Mo Yange's question, Hua Sheng couldn't help laughing, who knew that one accidentally sprayed the pastry on Mo Yange's face.

Now it's okay, look at each other, and be speechless.

The air seemed to freeze.

Hua Sheng thought to herself: It's over, it's over, an excitement sprayed his face, it's too late to apologize, what should I do? Forget it! If the enemy does not move, I will not move, and if the enemy moves, I will run!

And Mo Yange looked at the little man in front of him, a smile appeared on his pale face, thinking: It seems that even if she is dead, she can eat so much, and she can be so happy, and she thinks that she will live well underground, then he will be relieved.

Mo Yange looked at the villain with gentle eyes, and just raised his hand and wanted to take off the mask on her face, but before he touched her cheek, he saw that she was running away, and got up and ran away!

Run!

Mo Yange wanted to laugh inexplicably, it turned out that being a ghost can run so fast?

Thinking of this, he also wanted to give it a try, so he got up by the side of the bed, but before he took a step, he fell to the ground.

Hua Sheng looked at the scene in front of her, thinking that she was coming to catch her, so frightened that she swallowed the pastry in her mouth without chewing, and almost choked to death.

"Ahem! Cough! Are you hungry? Maybe...... Thirsty? ”

Hua Sheng looked at the people on the ground, and didn't dare to step forward to help him, but only carefully hid behind the curtain to watch him.