"Doodoo ......"

Mu Jinchen held up his busy mobile phone and was stunned.

Did she just say, 'Don't try to find me in the future'?

He was immediately distracted, rolled over and got out of bed.

"Mr. Mu, where are you going?" Jiang Zi hurriedly walked over, "The doctor said that you have a slight concussion, and it is safer to lie down and rest." ”

Mu Jinchen's movement to the ground stopped.

Yes, he's gone, if Xia Tian just happens to come over and can't see him, will she really disappear in a fit of anger for another five years?

No, she can't disappear again.

Mu Jinchen sat back on the bed.

"Mr. Mu, you ...... You okay? ”

Jiang Zi was shocked by his look. The simple word panic is not enough to describe his appearance at the moment, his eyes have been slightly staring, and his eyes are very messy, as if there are thousands of emotions mixed together. That kind of complicated eyes to the extreme, making his whole person look very strange, the usual gentle temperament disappeared without a trace under the mixture of emotions, and his appearance at the moment is very similar to PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder).

"Mr. Mu?" Jiang Zi couldn't help but nod his shoulder worriedly.

What she never expected was that she was just so gentle, but Mu Jinchen's whole person was instantly enraged and pushed her away!

"Ahh

She was defenseless, pushed by him, fell backwards, and looked at him in amazement.

What happened to him?

Mu Jinchen's eyes were messy, and his mouth was slightly open.

"I'm sorry."

He seemed to have a shred of his senses.

Jiang Zi had never seen him react so much, at that moment, the man who was as light as a chrysanthemum seemed to be possessed by the devil, and the anger that burst out of his eyes seemed to tear the world apart.

Jiang Zi's heart was awe-inspiring. The attack on Mu Jinchen just now was not seriously injured at all, and it was impossible for this reaction to occur. The only possible thing is his illness.

She got up with a cautious face: "Mr. Mu, I'll go find a doctor for you, you calm down." ”

She didn't know why Mu Jinchen suddenly became ill, but looking at his messy eyes at the moment, it was obvious that he was on the verge of breaking out.

She walked briskly outside.

But what's the use of having a surgeon in this matter? Jiang Zi's pace of looking for a doctor stopped, and the surgeon didn't care about the mental and psychological diseases!

And she didn't know which doctor Mu Jinchen had been looking at.

That's it, I still have to ask Huo Qingsong.

She hurriedly turned back to get her mobile phone and entered the ward, but saw Mu Jinchen curled up on the hospital bed, the whole person was like a shrimp, holding his head in his hands.

"Mr. Mu?" Jiang Zi approached tentatively.

When he got closer, he found that he was breathing very fast, his chest was undulating and curling very large, his body was shaking abnormally, he inhaled deeply, and as the number of inhalations increased, it became more and more difficult to breathe, as if a big hand was invisibly choking his neck.

"Mu Jinchen, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Zi was frightened, and quickly picked up his mobile phone and called Huo Qingsong.

On the high speed, the car was speeding at a speed of almost more than 100 miles, Huo Qingsong held the steering wheel, his face was tense, and he was constantly accelerating.

The mobile phone rang, it was Jiang Zi's call, and Xia tilted it open, "Miss Jiang?" ”

"Miss Xia, is Dr. Huo next to you? Forget it, it's more appropriate to tell you about this, Mu Jinchen! Jiang Zi's voice was anxious.

Xia Tian's heart hung up: "Where did he hurt?!" ”