Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 549 Hate Is Better Than Forgetting
Just when he turned his head, Feng Mu saw the unfinished injection on the head of her bed, dripping down with the liquid medicine. Did she do it on purpose? !
In an instant, coldness flashed across the corners of his eyes, covering his whole face with a layer of ice, and he said sarcastically, "Meng Lan, you are so cheap."

Meng Lan's heart throbbed, she maintained her superficial smile, "President Feng, don't you just like me like this?"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Mu stretched out his hand and hugged her waist tightly, and with his wheat-colored arms exerted strength, he hugged her to the balcony.

"Want to die? I'll give you a ride!" Feng Mu's tone was annoyed, he could torture Menglan to his heart's content, but he just couldn't see her bent on seeking death.

Damn it, her life is her own!

Meng Lan's body suddenly felt cold, and when she looked down, she realized that half of her body had already been exposed out of the window.

That is to say, as long as Feng Mu lets go of her hand, she will fall to pieces!

But at this moment, her reaction was not fear but relief. It would be great if she let go like this.

Menglan looked at Feng Mu and suddenly laughed out loud. Although there were tears in the corners of her eyes, she was still full of charm, "Mr. Feng, I'm tired of using other poses, and I want to play a little exciting? I don't care, I just don't know what's going on downstairs Will there be reporters lurking?"

Listening to her understatement, Feng Mu's eyes were gloomy, and he increased the strength of the palm that was pinching her waist.

He didn't expect that Menglan would ignore life and death like this, which made him feel that he had punched the soft cotton, and his self-esteem was frustrated.

It seems that Meng Lan has been with him for so many years, even if she is hit hard, she has never heard her say a word of begging for mercy.

Good job!
"Die, it's too cheap for you." Feng Mu pulled her back from the window again, pinching her chin with his slender fingers, with a warning in his tone, "You must live well, you can't suffer from all the sufferings in the world. few."

Meng Lan's face was calm, but her complexion was as pale as paper.

"You'd better not have any other delusions. If you die, I guarantee that your younger brother will be buried with you!" Feng Mu looked at her condescendingly, and after finishing speaking, he walked to the bedside and rang the calling bell.

Soon, a group of nurses rushed over, pressed Menglan on the bed without saying a word, and gave her a new needle.

"You bastard!" Meng Lan's originally desperate face burst into excitement at this moment, she struggled with her body, her trembling syllables were full of panic, "What are you trying to do to me, don't threaten me with Liangliang again."

Feng Mu was sitting on the sofa not far from her, crossed his legs, lowered his head and played with the ring on his finger, a powerful aura suddenly unfolded.

Hearing Meng Lan's angry voice, he casually raised his hand and knocked on the back of the chair. Under the gold-rimmed mirror frame was a pair of shrewd eyes.

hate it.

Hatred is better than forgetting, Menglan, you don't deserve me to have the slightest pity, your life is mine!
The doctor gave Menglan a sedative, and after struggling for a long time, she calmed down and fell into a deep sleep. Feng Mu sat on the sofa and drank tea for a while before getting up and walking towards the bed.

When Meng Lan was in a coma, her brows were still furrowed, and there was a teardrop hanging from the corner of her eye.

Seeing this, Feng Mu's heart seemed to miss a beat. He subconsciously reached out and wiped away the tears on her face. As soon as he touched it, he stared at the wetness on his fingertips, his expression suddenly froze.

Why did he wipe Menglan's tears?

Before he had time to think about it in the future, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang, and he took it out to see that the text message sent to him by the housekeeper read:

"Sir, last time you asked me to find a foreign doctor for Miss Menglan's brother, and you have already signed a cooperation agreement with the medical team there, should you let them go now?"

After reading it, Feng Mu frowned, looking at Meng Lan who was sleeping on the hospital bed, his chest felt irritated, and he unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt with his slender fingers.

Damn.

Feng Mu raised his fingertips and pressed heavily on the screen, "Let them wait first, no one is allowed to act rashly without my order."

Recently, Menglan showed signs of dying, and the only one who could bring her hope was the only remaining brother.

He had to make a fatal move, so that Menglan would completely give up the idea of ​​seeking death!

……

When Menglan woke up again, it was already noon the next day. Since she hadn't eaten for such a long time, the doctor gave her nutrient solution to keep her alive. Her whole body was weak and her lips were turning white.

The person who stood by her side was Aunt Zhao, a nanny invited by Hancheng. After all, he had just returned to China, and there was still a lot of work to be done in the company.

Aunt Zhao made her a hearty and nutritious meal, but Menglan didn't have the slightest appetite, her mind was full of worries about Liangliang's life and death, and the first thing she did when she woke up was to find her mobile phone to call Feng Mu.

But there was only a 'beep' sound, and no one answered.

Meng Lan was extremely flustered, she kept thinking about Feng Mu's brother warning her before she fell asleep, subconsciously lifted the quilt and was about to be discharged from the hospital.

"Miss Meng, the doctor said that you can't move around at will, just ask me if you want anything." At this time, Aunt Zhao reached out her hand in time to stop her.

"I can't wait." Meng Lan said firmly, "I will bear any harm myself."

She had to know the safety of her younger brother, and with Feng Mu's ruthless means, she would not be surprised if she did anything.

Seeing that she couldn't be persuaded, Aunt Zhao was about to go outside to find a doctor, when suddenly the door of the ward was pushed open, and a beautiful woman in a brown coat and long hair stood at the door.

Meng Lan looked at her, her face gradually became serious, and she clenched her fists tightly.

Wang Zhishan!
What a rare visitor!

Aunt Zhao was the first to react, and she hurried forward, "You are Miss Meng's friend, please persuade her, you said the injury is so serious, why do you still want to go out?"

"Okay, I'll try to persuade you. I want to say a few words to Miss Meng. May I invite you out?" Wang Zhishan had a gentle smile on her face.

"This..." Aunt Zhao looked at Menglan hesitantly.

"I'm hungry, please help me go downstairs and buy some porridge." Meng Lan reminded softly, her eyes were frivolous, and there were countless amorous feelings.

Even though her face is pale now, in terms of temperament, she will never allow herself to lose to Wang Zhishan.

After Aunt Zhao left, Menglan turned around and half-lyed on the hospital bed again, "I'm sorry, Miss Wang, I'm weak, I'm afraid I can't entertain you anymore, you can sit wherever you want."

But she carelessly fiddled with the manicure, obviously deliberately ignoring her and not wanting to entertain her.

She tolerated Feng Mu, but that didn't mean she would tolerate even the women around him.

And this Wang Zhishan is obviously not a good person!
(End of this chapter)