"Mr. Mu is fine, but the high fever has not subsided and the fatigue is too high to pass out, and he will be fine after two days of rest after the injection."

At night, the hospital is not bustling during the day, and it seems very quiet.

Mu Jinchen was lying on the hospital bed, his face was bloodless, his lips were white, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

The assistant who sent him all the way breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Mr. Mu, I have already notified Secretary Du to rush over to deal with the scene, you can rest at ease." ”

Mu Jinchen lowered his eyes, ignored him, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a number.

"How?"

The wind on the other end of the phone was whistling, and the person who answered the phone inevitably raised his voice and replied: "Mr. Mu, the third group of people went to the sea to salvage, but they still found nothing." Miss Xia, I'm afraid it's really ......"

Mu Jinchen's eyes changed, and he roared: "Then look for it again!" There's no way she'll be fine! My dump can't be fine! ”

He jerked his hand up and slammed his phone against the wall.

'Smack! ’

The phone cracked in response.

His face was gloomy, he pulled out the needle, rolled over and got out of bed.

"Mr. Mu, where are you going? The doctor said that you must take the injection and rest, otherwise your body will not be able to hold on! The assistant saw him get out of bed and was anxious.

"Get out of the way."

Mu Jinchen's eyes were gloomy, and he was on the verge of breaking out at any time.

The assistant thought that he had just received a call from the chairman, and the chairman said that he must take care of Mr. Mu after the injection, so he ran to stop him: "Mr. Mu, no matter how important it is, you have to finish the injection and recover your body before you can do it!" ”

He had to stop him, Mu Jinchen was annoyed, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar.

"I'm going to open the meeting, I'm with the wine, what do you want me to do? If something really happens to her, do you think it's still interesting for me to live? ”

The assistant was taken aback.

He'd never seen a boss like this.

The kind of sad eyes that go deep into the bone marrow, the kind of despair and helplessness, the kind of grief and dazedness, like a beast that has come to the end, trying its last strength to make the last struggle.

"Mu, Mr. Mu......"

He didn't know what was going on, he only knew that Mr. Mu was forced by the chairman to come to work with illness today, July was the time to summarize the plan in the middle of the year, and today was the company's meeting.

He could see that throughout the day, Mr. Mu was absent-minded and very depressed.

Mu Jinchen pushed him away.

"Don't stop me from going to Dump anymore, I'm going to be crazy." He murmured, a frenzied anger rising in his eyes.

He wouldn't believe that his dump was really buried in the sea, she couldn't have died so easily, he had to find her, no matter how many more men he sent, no matter how much it cost, he would definitely find her.

"Tilt, dump......"

He staggered forward.

The assistant saw that he was in a trance, but his attitude was resolute, and he didn't dare to really stop him, so he could only follow behind and help him.

"Dumping ......?"

Mu Jinchen looked ahead.

At the entrance of the hospital, the hundred-year-old locust tree has lush branches, the light cannot penetrate the shade of the tree, and when the breeze blows, the light and shadow are mottled. She stood under the tree, hidden in the darkness, with only one pair of eyes, which were particularly burning, and looked at him steadily.

"Dump!"

Mu Jinchen took two quick steps and suddenly broke out into a violent cough.

"Tilt, cough, cough...... Don't, don't go, cough cough ......" His cheeks flushed sickly from the cough, like two flames. He tried to stand up, but his brain was starved of oxygen, and his body collapsed limply.