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Although he nodded his head, he was still in a heavy mood.

At that time, Beiming night pressed on her body, just to prevent her from seeing his wound and make her worry, her heart immediately hurt.

For her sake, he did not deal with his gunshot wound at the first time.

When the chest was shot through, how much pain should the man have at that time. If she had changed herself, she would have fainted.

So, where does the strong willpower and endurance come from? When he thought of the sufferings he might have suffered in the past, his heart was very sour.

Xiao Xiang holds her hand, want to comfort, but clearly feel, now the name can seem to have no need to comfort what, she knows how to calm down, also know how to hide his seven emotions and six desires.

Even if the heart is anxious, even if the heart is not good, she can still do face such as calm.

In contrast, her progress in recent months is far less than her, and she may even regress.

Don't want to think about these messy problems, she thought of the big figure on the bed, still can't help asking: "that..."

Looking at the door, even through the door, Xiao Xiang seemed to be able to see what was going on inside. He wondered, "senior, why Why sleep in Here? "

"Last night, he was watching me all the time. When it was almost dawn, I woke up to see that he was still sitting on one side. Because he didn't ask the nurse on duty for a bed in advance, I let him sleep on the bed for a while." The name can be explained at will.

Xiao Xiang nodded, but didn't ask any more.

Just now, I didn't doubt that there was something ambiguous between the North hell and Mingke. I just thought that the senior didn't take care of his elder brother. It seemed strange to come here.

But back to my heart, Beiming night is still in the intensive care unit, and his family is not allowed to go in to see him. In this case, it's nothing for him to stay here and be famous.

After thinking about it, she said, "I'm here to watch you tonight. I don't need to bother the senior. Let him go back and have a rest."

Mingke nodded. It's a good thing to let Beiming Liancheng go back. Although, it's not that he is willing to go back.

What they said outside was just the process of Xiao Xiang asking her about it, but Mingke just picked something to explain to her.

As for how she brought her out of Beiming house and who brought her out, she selectively concealed these things. After all, it was useless to tell Xiao Xiang about these things, which only made her feel uncomfortable.

"Go in. The doctor is coming to make a round." I don't know how long I've been standing, but I feel a little cool when I wait for my name. Then I remember that I didn't even wear a coat.

Xiao Xiang also reproached his carelessness, gently pushed the door open and went in with her.

There is no Beiming Liancheng on the bed. I don't know when he got up, but now he is in the bathroom.

"Let elder brother Zichuan come in, it's windy outside." Mingke pushed Xiao Xiang and went to the bedside to tidy up the bed.

When Xiao Xiang calls Mu Zichuan in, Beiming Liancheng comes out of the bathroom, goes to a chair, picks up his coat, goes to the bed, and puts it on Mingke.

Name can Leng next, looking back at him: "you are not cold?"

"It's not cold." He took out his cell phone and nodded with Mu Zichuan. He said hello and dialed a number.

The person who answered the phone should be Dongfang Yu. Although Beiming didn't even say a word of address, he could tell that he was telling Dongfang Yu to bring some thick clothes for them.

There has already been ready, the North dark connected the city to hang up the telephone, looking at the name to be able to say: "you have a rest first, I call the doctor to come over."

"They'll come round later. You don't have to go."

Beiming Liancheng didn't pay attention to it. With a long leg, he had already walked out of the ward.

Looking at the empty door, Mingke hesitated and wanted to chase them out, but Xiao Xiang and muzichuan were still here. It seemed that it was not good to leave them here.

Seeing her hesitation, Xiao Xiang went over, took her hand, and asked, "it's almost eight o'clock. Do you want to ask about the North night? I'll go with you. "

Mingke breathed a sigh, took her hand back, looked at Mu Zichuan, said sorry, and left the ward with Xiao Xiang.

All the people left, only mu Zichuan was sitting in the corner of the hospital bed. He pulled over the newspaper and flipped through yesterday's evening paper. There was no special news.

Such a big thing happened yesterday. The young master of Beiming family was shot and lay unconscious in the hospital, but the media couldn't get any news, or no newspaper dared to publish it.

Not to mention last night, not even today's morning paper.

Dark eyes with a little bit of light and dark indistinguishable luster, he pulled the corner of his mouth coldly, and turned over the newspaper, this slowly read.

This is a rich family. Good things spread far and wide, but bad things, especially wrongs, are covered up.How many innocent lives have been wrongly killed in the complicated relationship between rich and powerful families since the end of this year? Who knows?

Beiming Liancheng, Mingke and Xiao Xiang came back together. When they came back, they were followed by a doctor and a nurse.

Gei Mingke has been checked, but she is not in any serious condition. The doctor prescribed some medicine for her. She doesn't even need to hang her needle and water. In fact, she can be discharged at any time, but Beiming night is still in the intensive care unit. They treat it as a hotel and plan to stay here.

As for Beiming night, the situation is still stable, there is no change, but people in the intensive care unit did not wake up, name can not want to see him.

She didn't want to embarrass the doctor, and she didn't want to let her impulse bring danger to him, so even if she was anxious, she had to calm down and wait slowly.

But after returning to the ward, Xiao Xiang suddenly looked at Mingke and said: "last night, he and I..."

She looked back at Mu Zichuan, then at Beiming Liancheng, and finally at Mingke, and continued: "Zichuan and I have seen the surveillance video on the road near the wharf. It's a bit suspicious. Zichuan has cut it off manually. Maybe you can use it."

Mingke didn't expect that they took the initiative to do this for her. In a hurry, she looked to the north of Liancheng.

Beiming Liancheng only said calmly: "where is the cut video? Can you lend it to me? " The object of speaking is naturally muzichuan.

Mu Zichuan pulled the corner of his lips, still smiling as gracefully and calmly as in the past: "the cut is just for you. Xiangxiang said that you are a computer expert. We can't see things clearly. You must have a way to make it clear."

Beiming Liancheng just nodded and didn't say much.