"..."

The man in black didn't say anything more. He helped him to the passenger seat of the car on the other side, then sat in the driver's seat and closed the door. "Master An, shall we go back to the hotel?"

"..."

When he didn't get an answer, the man in black quickly turned his head and saw Chen An leaning on the seat with his head tilted slightly, his slender hands hanging to the side, and his eyes closed tightly.

"Master An?"

"..."

Chen An showed no reaction, as motionless as if he was asleep.

The man in black did not dare to delay any longer and hurriedly started the engine and drove the car out of the parking lot.

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Hospital.

In Bai Jie's temporary ward, Chen An was lying on the bed with an IV inserted into the back of his hand.

He still had his eyes closed and his breathing was steady and even. Perhaps because of pain or something else, his brows were always furrowed.

The nursing staff came over to check, then walked to the other room with the door closed.

At the corner of the corridor, a thin figure walked out.

Muchengfei was about to walk to the ward when the man in black followed the doctor out of the consultation room while still asking, "Is my young master okay?"

"It's okay," the doctor said, standing still in the corridor. "The wound on his head is an old one. He has had stitches in the past six months, but the wound is not deep. It's just a bit of skin breakage. He'll be fine after applying medicine."

"What about him now?"

"He is asleep now, not passed out," the doctor said with a smile. "Maybe he is too tired. I have checked and everything else is fine. There is just a little bruise on his leg, but it is nothing serious."

The man in black felt relieved, and the doctor handed him the bill, "Payment for the second floor."

"OK, thanks."

…

The two figures disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Muchengfei walked out from the corner, came to the door of the ward, and opened the door softly.

The heater was on in the room, mixed with air freshener, and it was very warm. Mu Chengfei walked to the hospital bed and looked down at the man lying on his back.

Chen An was unconscious and still asleep. He had not slept well for several days and his physical strength had reached its limit.

It was quiet all around.

Muchengfei stood for a long time, just staring at him for a moment. She said nothing and pursed her lips tightly.

After a long time, Muchengfei leaned down and put the back of her hand on the man's forehead.

Chen An's frown relaxed, then frowned again, "Let's go..."

He didn't sleep peacefully, his whole body was in a tense state, and he seemed very anxious.

"You have a good rest, I'll leave soon."

Muchengfei slowly retracted her hand, stood up straight, turned and left after a while.

The door was closed softly.

Chen An's brows furrowed even deeper, and his thin lips moved unconsciously in his sleep, "Don't go..."

…

…

night.

Today is Russia’s most lively festival, Maslenitsa, which lasts for a whole week before ushering in the Great Lent before Easter.

On the bustling streets, rows of small stalls stretch all the way to the end of the road, where people prepare a variety of delicacies to welcome this festival.

The symbolic food is pancakes.

Muchengfei walked aimlessly on the street, the noisy sounds kept coming. She looked left and right, but she didn't have the slightest appetite.

She had nowhere to go except back to the hotel...Moscow was a completely unfamiliar city to her.

Muchengfei stopped in front of a pizza stall. Although she had no appetite, she was still ready to buy one.
Chapter completed!