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Compared with five years ago, the current van der Waals is much bigger and gentlemanly.

It's just Why didn't Niu Jing cherish such a man? Why did she follow her lead and go to prison?

When Zhou Jiayi doubts these, Qu Shaochen comes out of the hospital. He gives Zhou Jiayi a light glance, and then goes directly into Fang Weide's car.

Fang Weide did not dare to hesitate to start the car, and then took a look at Zhou Jiayi, then stepped on the accelerator and drove to the door of the hospital.

For a moment, everything around was quiet. Before Zhou Jiayi even woke up from the atmosphere she had just talked with Fang Weide, everything was over.

But her heart has not been quiet.

All of a sudden, a car stopped in front of her.

Before Zhou Jiayi could react, the window of the car slowly fell down, and a strange face appeared.

Very handsome!

"Zhou Jiayi?" The handsome man looked at her with a little magnetism in his voice. The tone was not high or low, but it just entered Zhou Jiayi's eardrum.

Zhou Jiayi was stunned, "are you..." Her eyes slightly squinted at the man in front of her. She always felt that she had seen him before, but she couldn't remember.

"I'm Nangong Yao, a friend of Mojing orange."

"Oh, yes, yes!" Zhou Jiayi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "brother Yao of orange..."

Hearing Zhou Jiayi's comment on himself, Nangong Yao pulled his lips with satisfaction, "orange in it?"

"Oh, yes, oranges!" But she turned around and suddenly thought of something. Today, she is here to accompany Mu Jingcheng to review. By the way, she talks with her about Sheng Zimo, but unexpectedly when she talks with Fang Weide, she forgets such an important thing. If Nangong Yao didn't appear suddenly, maybe she would turn around and leave in a daze.

"Wait a minute!" Nangong Yao suddenly called her, then opened the door and came out from inside.

Against the light, Zhou Jiayi looks at Nangong Yao's tall figure and slowly covers himself. Suddenly, she envies and envies Mu Jingcheng.

Why is she so lucky?

There is not only a handsome and golden husband like Qu Shaochen, but also a devoted male friend like Sheng Zimo, as well as a gentleman and handsome brother next door.

And she Not only nothing, but also scars, life in the past stain.

For a moment, the sunny Zhou Jiayi was surrounded by torrential rain, and the whole person was not good.

"Let's go in together!" Nangong Yao said, then he pressed the remote control, and the car fell off the lock, and he didn't even look at Zhou Jiayi, so he took the lead to walk to the door of the hospital.

Looking at Nangong Yao's tall and handsome figure, Zhou Jiayi suddenly thinks of Sheng Zimo.

The man who has been indifferent to himself, will he still remember me?

If one day, I really catch up with Italy, will he accept himself?

With a lot of worries, Zhou Jiayi follows Nangong Yao, and then goes to the ward of Mujing orange.

Along the way, Nangong Yao attracted countless young nurses to watch and admire him, but he walked straight in as if he didn't see it at all. He didn't stop until he reached the VIP ward.

"This is orange's ward." Zhou Jiayi pointed to the door of VIP sick suite, "let's go in..."

"No!"

Nangong Yao hesitates, though Mujing orange only remembers their childhood and has a good impression on him. But after all, he spoke ill of Qu Shaochen in front of her, and even deliberately led them to split up. So at this moment, he felt guilty.

"Men and women are different. It's inconvenient for her to go in." With that, he turned to look at Zhou Jiayi and said with a faint smile, "I'm waiting outside."

Looking at Nangong Yao turning and sitting on the bench in the corridor, Zhou Jiayi felt that he was more gentlemanly.

"Well, I'll go first..." Zhou Jiayi smiles and pushes the door in. But when she opened the door of the ward, she was stunned, "nobody?"

Nangong Yao can't help but stand up.

He went to see inside, the ward was empty, not only did not have the figure of Mu Jing orange, even her belongings are not there, the heart instantly depressed for a moment, his information is wrong?

But, no!

Qu Shaochen has just left, and Zhou Jiayi is here, so it's impossible for mu Jingcheng take wings to itself!

"It should be a review." Zhou Jiayi smiles, then looks at Nangong Yao like a hostess, "you come in and wait, maybe it will be OK in a while."

"Good!" Nangong Yao tugs at the corner of his lip and goes in.

At the same time, Mujing orange was taken by several professors to do various examinations.

In addition to the whole body CT, ECG and other medical tests, she was asked to do a set of psychological tests.Although she had some doubts about why she would do this, Mu Jingcheng finished the task seriously and quickly in order to finish it as soon as possible.

It was an hour later when she was announced that she could return to the ward.

At this time, the plaster on her leg was removed by Professor Zhang, and it was not covered by the new plaster.

Looking at his long legs, who finally got freedom and saw the sun again, Mu Jingcheng's mood was brilliant and happy.

But even so, she was pushed back to the ward by Professor Zhang's assistant, because even though she had no plaster, she was still asked to sit in a wheelchair by Professor Zhang.

For this point, Mujing orange although dissatisfied, but still endure down.

After all After leaving the hospital, no one will take care of her, and she And freedom will be restored.

After thinking about this, her mood returned to sunny and haze free again.

Back in the ward, before Mujing orange came and reacted, Zhou Jiayi rushed over, "orange, how are you? Are the results OK? "

"Of course, it's OK. You see, I'm out of plaster." Mujing orange lifted his free leg, and the whole person felt relaxed.

"Great, you're all right at last!" There are tears in her eyes, but a smile on her face.

"God has eyes! I've finally come back to life... " Mu Jing orange some sad cry out, even so, but her heart still has a kind of stuffy feeling.

She is alive, but what about her memory of those six years?

When can I come back?

"Good job, orange!" Just then, Nangong Yao's voice rang.

Mu Jingcheng looks at the ward suspiciously. Nangong Yao just stands up from the sofa and walks towards her. She is stunned. "Brother Yao, why are you here?"