Chapter 3607 My waist hurts!

The doctor hurriedly agreed, "Yes, Mr. Jue needs to rest more and cannot talk for too long for the time being."

Mo Nanjue raised his eyebrows lightly but did not speak.

Mu Bailiang smiled and said, "Then I'll go out first and you have a good sleep. I'll come over to see you when you wake up."

Mu Bailiang just stood up, but Mo Nanjue held down his wrist, and then his black eyes fell on his face, "Then, how did we meet?"

"We are brothers who share weal and woe. If it weren't for me, you would be dead at the bottom of the sea." Mu Bailiang met his gaze, "You may not believe it, but you can always tell when you see people's hearts over time."

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Human heart?

You have to be equipped too!

The corner of Mo Nanjue's mouth curled up slightly, and he smiled as if in agreement. He did not answer, but let go of his hand.

Judging from the look on his face, he believed it.

"You rest first, I won't disturb you anymore," Mu Bailiang said with a smile, glancing at the doctor, "Let me prepare the best medicine and the most expensive supplements. I want a brother who is full of energy, do you understand?"

"Yes, Master."

Mu Bailiang smiled, and Mo Nanjue's hand fell on the information. His palm covered Tong Ran's photo, pressed it close to his palm, and said coldly, "Keep these, I think I should take a closer look."

That tone was no different from an order, but Mu Bailiang had no objection. If he wanted to hate and take revenge, understanding was the prerequisite.

He took it step by step and was not in a hurry.

"Good night, my good brother."

Mu Bailiang turned around and walked out. The doctor hurriedly followed, and the door was gently closed.

The room became quiet, only a wall lamp was turned on, and there was a hint of tranquility amid the tension.

Mo Nanjue leaned his upper body against the head of the bed. He raised his eyes slightly and scanned the central air conditioner directly above him.

He was sure there was a tiny camera on it.

Mu Fei Manor...

Mo Nanjue tapped his fingers on his forehead a few times. He looked away and closed his eyes lightly. A trace of sneer flashed across his eyes.

Oh shit……

My waist hurts so much!

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at this time--

In the next room, Mu Bailiang was observing the situation in the bedroom through the camera on the air conditioner.

From the time they came out until now, Mo Nanjue has not done anything else. He just leaned there coldly, with one hand on his forehead, as if he was asleep.

He needs rest, that's not a lie.

Mu Bailiang still couldn't feel completely reassured. He looked at the doctor and asked, "Is his current condition normal?"

Mo Nanjue's reaction was normal. He had doubts and disbelief. Mu Bailiang looked at the screen. If it was possible that he was faking...

But he didn't believe that anyone could have such high acting skills.

"Yes," the doctor nodded uncertainly, "But Master, after all, everyone's emotions are different after amnesia. Mo Nanjue is relatively indifferent..."

"That's because of his personality. It's not so easy to change something deep inside." Mu Bailiang didn't doubt this. He waved his hand, "Come and watch, don't let up. If you have any doubts, report them immediately."

"Yes, Master."

The doctor responded and sat in front of the screen. He scratched his head and found it hard to believe how long it had taken him to develop this medicine...

It actually succeeded so easily?!

It's incredible...

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The next day.

Muchengfei has not seen Mo Nanjue since she came back. She tried her best to go to the dungeon once, but there was someone else locked up inside.

She couldn't search openly. Mu Bailiang must have given a death order in the manor, and no one could reveal Mo Nanjue's information.
Chapter completed!