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"A fall?" District Little Chen helplessly sighed a tone, "do you know what place you fall?"

"Where?" Isn't that the head?! If she can't even feel such an obvious injury, it's really stupid.

"Back of the head!" District Little Chen serious looking at her, "that is the most dangerous place, slightly not very, very likely fatal!"

"Fatal?" Mu Jingcheng was surprised and then laughed, "not as good as that?! I Isn't it good now? "

Qu Shaochen looked at her with a look of indifference, some angry pressed her to the bed, "Mujing orange, don't take your life to joke, OK?! Your life is not only yours, but also mine and Ozawa's! Do you think about how Ozawa and I feel when you trample on it like this? "

Looking at Qu Shaochen so "fierce" said his feelings, Mu Jing orange's heart can't help but ache.

What Qu Shaochen said is right. Her life is not only her own, but also related to the happiness of Ozawa and Qu Shaochen. She was so angry that she let Yao Hai come to kill herself. It was really stupid and selfish.

At this moment, looking at the man who was full of anger and worried about himself, Mu Jingcheng was ashamed and didn't know what to say, "I'm sorry..."

"It's not me you're sorry for, it's yourself!" District Little Chen helpless sigh tone, looking at her self reproach eyes gradually become gentle up, "later don't do that kind of stupid thing, understand?"

"Actually, I just..."

"Whether you want to help her or save her! You have no reason to put yourself in danger. " Qu Shaochen looked at her seriously, with a low voice and warning, "if you go on like this again, I will consider letting those risk factors disappear automatically."

"Not in the future." Mu Jingcheng nodded to admit his mistake. Although she was taught by him, her heart was warm.

This man is so concerned about himself, but he is buying something for other people's mistakes. Mu Jingcheng unconsciously regrets his stupid trip, but he is still worried about Sheng Zimo's situation, "Zimo..." Tqr1

"he's OK!" Qu Shaochen's voice was cold, but he still told her about Sheng Zimo, "Professor Zhang held him down at that time, otherwise he might be in the emergency room now, or he might have gone to see God!"

"Qu Shaochen! Can you not speak so badly? " Mu Jing orange stares at someone, but his heart is relaxed. "Fortunately, he's OK, otherwise, I'll blame myself to death!"

"He's the one to blame, isn't he?" Qu Shaochen's face was expressionless, and he said with some displeasure, "it's all his bad ideas. It stimulates a mental patient. Is he in the head?"

"But you have to admit, it's a good way!" Mujing orange shrugged, at least Yao Haiyue came down from the edge of the roof, at least she didn't have any danger. However, this is not the point. The point is that Qu Shaochen seems to have a deep resentment towards Sheng Zimo. "However, you don't seem to like Sheng Zimo?"

"Nonsense!" District Little Chen glanced at Mu Jing orange one eye, then turned round and handed over a cup of wet happy, "come on, drink some water."

Mujing orange smiles, then takes a drink from the glass.

At the moment, although it seems calm, there is still a problem in her heart.

"Er..." After thinking about it, she couldn't help asking, "Yao Haiyue Is she all right? "

Qu Shaochen took the water cup she handed over and put it on the table. His eyebrows closed slightly. Then he said, "from today on, she has officially entered the stage of treatment. In a short time, you should not see her."

"Treatment phase? What do you mean

"You don't need to know the proper treatment for mental patients." Qu Shaochen doesn't seem to want to talk about it. As he arranges the quilt on Mu Jingcheng's body, he changes the topic. "New Year's Day is coming. How are you going to prepare?"

"New Year's day? What are you going to prepare? "

"Orange well!" Qu Shaochen's face sank down, full of displeasure, "did you even forget our wedding date?"

What's the date of marriage?

Mu Jing orange suddenly woke up and thought of it in a moment.

But in order not to be grasped by someone, she refused to admit her death. Instead, she sophisticated, "of course I didn't forget! It's just I don't understand what you mean. I need What are you going to do? "

"Mrs. Qu, it's two people's business to get married..." Qu Shaochen didn't expose her cleverness. Instead, he looked at her seriously and said, "don't you need to prepare a dress?"

"Er..." Only then did Mu Jingcheng realize that she didn't really care about the wedding, "it's reasonable!" At this point, she suddenly laughed, a very confident and very arrogant way, "however, with my big designer's skills, do you think you need to prepare?"

District Little Chen looked up and down Mu Jing orange one eye, double eyes tiny narrow way, "you design clothes, really can wear?"

"Don't look down on people, Mr. Qu!"

"In that case, you can design my dress, too!""I..."

Just at this time, the telephone of Qu Shaochen rings.

Looking at him turning to answer the phone, Mu Jing orange can't help but put away the words he wants to refute in his heart. In fact, she hasn't designed men's clothes, especially for high-end people like Qu Shaochen. What clothes have he never worn or seen?!

If you really want her to design, she really doesn't know where to start.

"I'll go out and pick you up in the evening." Qu Shaochen put away the phone and walked over to her. Before Mujing orange could react, he reached out and stroked her shoulder, lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead. Then he looked at her eyes and said, "have a good rest!"

"It's the company. What's the matter?" Mu Jingcheng can't help worrying.

If it hadn't happened, he would still be busy in the company?!

All of a sudden, Mu Jingcheng blames herself. She not only can't help him, but also always makes trouble for him

"No!" Qu Shaochen smiles, then turns around and takes up his coat and goes out.

"Be safe." Mu Jingcheng looked at his back, but he didn't know why.

District Little Chen turns head to see her one eye, lip Cape slightly Yang once, then closed the door to leave.

The ward suddenly quieted down, and Mu Jing orange's heart beat like a magnifying glass, thumping. Not nervous, not afraid, but I don't know why, it's so obvious.

In order to let himself have something to do, or even to divert his attention, Mu Jingcheng came down from the bed gently. He felt that there was nothing different in his body, and he was relieved.

Just then, the door of the ward was knocked. She turned to see that it was Sheng Zimo