Flash marriage sweet wife: Mr.Mu, hard to serve

It was late at night, and the door of the hospital was very cold.

Drizzle pours on the face, Mu Yuxing a low head, see the car seat and blanket are all mottled spots of blood, said, "tomorrow send this car to wash."

The driver came down and asked, "Mr. mu, are you going back to your apartment now?"

Recently, Mu Yuhang temporarily lived in F country, living in a high-grade apartment in the center of the city.

"Turn around first." This question actually made Mu Yuxing think for a long time.

His thumb unconsciously stroked the smooth edge of the mobile phone, and some opened and closed it absently.

The car runs smoothly on the silent road of F country at the moment, until a mobile phone rings, it's Ling Yao's call.

"Yuxing, is it appropriate for you to leave me alone at the banquet?" Ling Yao's voice is light.

She also dare not question Mu Yuxing, just feel aggrieved, very aggrieved.

"Sorry." Mu Yuxing frowned.

"I'm going back to Nancheng. How long will you stay here?"

"For a while." Mu Yuxing did not think about this problem.

But since he has come to f country, he will not go back to Nancheng for a short time.

"You won't stay here all the time, will you?" Ling Yao muttered.

"No Mu Yuxing's voice is firm.

"That's good."

Hung up the phone, Mu Yuxing frowned, suddenly a fuzzy figure floated in his mind.

He dialed Gao Qian's phone and said, "find out the name of the girl who approached me tonight."

Gao Qian responded quickly, "I'll check it right away."

Mu Yuxing hung up. In the dark, she suddenly felt a little annoyed at the impulse just now, and even couldn't understand the moment Why did he go over and pick her up.

There is no relationship between them.

He had only hatred for her.

Yes, he hates her.

He looked out of the window at the dense rain, but his heart was always very anxious.

When I just went back to the apartment, I didn't expect that Ling Yao had been waiting for her at the door.

"Why are you here?" Mu Yuxing's voice is weak.

"I know all about tonight." Ling Yao said sullenly.

She learned from other colleagues attending the celebration that the dean of Tangtang Nancheng hospital left the hotel with a woman in her arms anxiously.

"Well." Mu Yuxing's face is always indifferent.

"Mu Yuxing, every time you put such a face to me, it's because of calmness." Ling Yao lost her temper after all.

"Something happened to her. She's in the hospital."

"She's not dead, is she?" Ling Yao's voice was hysterical.

The next second, sure enough, Mu Yuxing's eyes became sinister.

"Get out of here."

With a heartless remark, he closed the door of his apartment.

Ling Yao stood cold outside the door, with tears all over her delicate face. After three years, why can't he put that woman down!

At this point, the hospital.

When Wenjing comes out of the operation, she is already asleep. Yu Jinghuan has come here. She calms Lin Wei and asks her to go back with Zhou Shengxian. He can just stay here.

Sitting at the bedside, he is full of his boss holding the scene of leaving quietly, he has never seen the always indifferent Muyu line will have such a nervous mood.

Even to Ling Yao, he never had such a performance.

Wenjing woke up at noon the next day.

Yu Jinghuan has helped her with the discharge operation.

Wen Jing was surprised to see her.

She remembers last night Mu Yuxing sent her here.

She could feel the temperature and breath of him clearly now.

"When you wake up and finish eating, I'll take you home." Yu Jinghuan is gentle.

He nodded quietly and asked, "were you by my side last night?"

"Well." Yu Jinghuan nodded.

"Please." Wen Jing pulled out a smile.

"I wish I could keep bothering me."

Wen Jing Lengzheng looked at him, didn't answer, just bowed his head and ate porridge quietly.

After returning to Zhou's house in the afternoon, Yu Jinghuan rushed back to Nancheng hospital. Wen Jing had a rest at home for half a day and went back to work the next day.

Just a step into the hospital, Wen Jing clearly felt all kinds of attention.

The night before, many doctors and professors also went to the celebration, so mu Yuxing personally took her to the hospital that night, which has been discussed by colleagues for two days.

Wen Jing didn't pay much attention to it. Anyway, if others like to say it, let them say it.

After ordering breakfast in the canteen, Wei'an came long ago and beckoned her to come.

"Are you better, Dr. Wen?"In the hospital to do hemostasis operation is only a very small operation, and later observed for half a day can be discharged.

She said with a smile, "it's OK."

"Are you familiar with Dr. mu?" Wei An can't help asking.

"Not familiar." Wen Jing frowned and his tone was a little unnatural.

"You don't believe those rumors, do you? It's all fake. " When Wen Jing said this, he didn't feel guilty at all, his face didn't change and his heart didn't jump.

Seeing that Wen Jing is so frank, it's hard for Wei An to ask again. It's just a woman's intuition that she always thinks about the relationship between doctor Wen and Mu Yuxing It's a little strange.

However, Wen Jing is beautiful. She usually has many pursuers in the hospital, so it seems reasonable for Dr. Mu to save her beauty.

In the next half month, Wen Jing worked overtime continuously. The hospital has been recruiting, but it will take at least a few months for her to screen, interview and assessment. I'm afraid Wen Jing will not have a rest day.

On the way back to Zhou's house at the weekend, Wen Jing rubbed his sour eyes, and the street lights on both sides were shimmering, rendering the avenue a bit soft.

She suddenly stepped on the brake, stopped near the side of the road and trotted to the door of a flower shop that was not closed.

Now the young shopkeeper sat behind the counter, absentmindedly surfing the net, not looking outside.

This florist is near her usual apartment. She often buys flowers and is familiar with her boss. Today is the first day to see his house open so late.

"Buy flowers?" The shopkeeper stood up and said, "it's so late today?"

"Overtime." Wen Jing looked at the flower buckets on both sides, scattered, and there were not many flowers left.

She picked up a few and handed them to the shopkeeper to pick them up. "It's rare to see you not close so late."

the shopkeeper pointed to a large bouquet of lilies beside him, but he said, "this is the guest's order. The money paid early, but it never came." I said to express it to him, but he said it was too late to send it to the person I like, so I can only wait here. "

"You're really responsible." Wen Jing took over his clumsy bouquet and said with sincere admiration.

"Well, here he comes!" The owner suddenly stood up and said with a smile, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Sorry, I'm a little late..."

A young man ran into the shop recklessly, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was stunned. The voice was too familiar.