Mu Meng looked at the yellow paper on the coffee table from a distance, her expression seemed to be moving, and the fingers holding her legs were clenched and loosened for a while.

Such an action made Mu Hong, who was outside the surveillance room, unable to hold back the urge to rush in for a moment.

But he endured it again and again.

What echoed in his mind were the conversations between him and Liu Zhenying in the car.

At that time, Liu Zhenying did not hide her thoughts and told the whole plan. But after hearing this, he could not help but frown: "Miss Liu, is your method too risky?"

"It's the only way I can think of."

Liu Zhenying leaned on the seat, seemed a little sleepy, and yawned lazily: "If you want me to help, then make sure that no matter what happens in the ward, you will not come in rashly unless I call you.

.”

Mu Hong was not an indecisive person. He only thought for a few seconds before making a decision: "Miss Liu, can you guarantee the safety of my sister's life?"

"This is natural."

"Then I promise you."

Mu Hong agreed very neatly at first, but Liu Zhenying never told him that she actually wanted his sister to choose life or death by herself.

Mu Meng sat on the bed, hesitated for a long time, then slowly got out of bed, walked towards the coffee table, stretched out her hand...

Then……

She grabbed Liu Zhenying's arm, and a little expectation flashed across her gray face: "Her life will really be smooth and happy, right?"

"right."

Mu Meng's little face lit up: "As long as I take good care of my body, I can watch her get married and have children, and watch her spend her whole life without any disasters."

"Yes." Liu Zhenying nodded again: "But if you choose her, you will divorce when she is five years old."

Mu Meng's grip on Liu Zhenying's arm suddenly became much stronger: "If I get divorced, will she follow me?"

"meeting."

Even if the man wants to fight for custody rights, as long as Mu Hong is around, he will not just let this happen.

"That's good."

Mu Meng suddenly smiled, a smile that was almost like relief. She let go of Liu Zhenying's arm and stumbled back weakly.

Liu Zhenying quickly supported her, helped her lie down on the bed, and rang the bedside bell.

Before the doctor could come, Liu Zhenying stretched out his hand to feel Mu Meng's pulse, and said warmly: "Your pulse is straight and long, and your liver qi is sluggish, but it's not a big problem. As long as you cooperate with the examination, there will be nothing."

It’s a serious problem.”

"Thank you, Miss Liu." Mu Meng smiled back, and suddenly thought of something: "Miss Liu."

Liu Zhenying lowered his eyes: "What's wrong?"

"I chose her."

Mu Meng seemed to be worried that Liu Zhenying would not understand the emphasis. Although her tone was still weak, there was a strength emanating from her bones: "As long as she is here, I feel like I am not afraid of anything."

"Okay, I know."

"Then Miss Liu..."

Mu Meng paused for a moment and looked at the painting. The little girl on it had a particularly bright smile. Even in the near dusk light outside the window, she was still beautiful and soft.

She slowly spoke again: "Can you give this painting to me?"

There were still several years before the birth of her daughter, so during these years, this painting was her motivation to live hard.

"Of course." Liu Zhenying rarely showed a very gentle smile: "This painting was originally intended to be given to you as a gift."

It was visible to the naked eye that Mu Meng's tense mood relaxed.

Mu Hong and the doctor quickly opened the door and came in.

Liu Zhenying took this opportunity and turned around to leave, not forgetting to take the yellow paper on the coffee table with him before leaving.

But she didn't know why, but looking at the cold lights and bright white in the corridor, she felt a little depressed and uncomfortable.

She couldn't explain the specific reason for a while.
Chapter completed!