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591 It's not Guan, I'm letting you recuperate here(1/2)

What?

Yes, Maomao also doubted what it was. Even though she knew it was a person, Zeng Bo, he later became like a wild beast.

Mao Mao wanted to see her wound in an instant, but when he put his hand on his clothes, he suddenly stopped. She looked at Song Sifan and finally realized something was wrong.

"You just said, that night? Didn't the incident that happened last night?"

Song Sifan shook his head, "Of course not. You have been in a coma for five days. I said that I have invited the best doctor to treat you, but apart from your physical weakness, there is really no reason for you to fall asleep. I have been worried for several days."

Maomao ignored his later words, "Then why did you say, I wasn't injured?"

Song Sifan took an X-ray from the cabinet at the head of the bed and handed it to Maomao, "You can see it yourself. This was taken from your wound, and it hurts the bones. However, I have studied it for a long time and it was not caused by any weapon, but by your hands."

"I have also carefully investigated the scene. Those who fight with you should be humans, and there are no traces of wild animals. Besides, there are no wild animals on this mountain."

"I know you are very strong, and you can't even control yourself. Who is the other person?"

The cat had been sitting for a long time and became dizzy again. She slowly moved backwards.

Song Sifan wanted to help her, but she patted her away. He didn't care. He took two pillows and put them behind the cat.

"Song Sifan, I can tell you, but you have to bring me a cell phone." Maomao negotiated with him.

Unexpectedly, Song Sifan spread his hands and said, "Then I suddenly don't want to know."

The cat immediately stared at Song Sifan, "What do you mean? Do you want to lock me here?"

Song Sifan shook his head, "It's not that I'm asking you to recover from the wound here."

It sounds so nice, but it doesn't mean the same thing. Maomao didn't know what Song Sifan was thinking, and didn't want to waste time speculation. She closed her eyes and said, "Then you get out."

Song Sifan got up and got out.

The cat closed her eyes and rested. She remembered the syringe that Zeng Bo had pierced on her arm that night. Could it be that she is so weak now that it has something to do with the injected thing?

But if that was poison, five days have passed, why hasn't she died yet?

Also, she has disappeared for five days!

A Jin must be worried that he is bad!

The cat is very uncomfortable and physically uncomfortable. Now it is like a useless person, still hungry!

She is so hungry, she is really starving to death!

At this moment, the door opened again and Song Sifan left and returned.

The cat closed his eyes, "Didn't you get out?"

Song Sifan put down a dining plate on the cabinet at the head of the bed, "Eat something, you should be hungry, right?"

The cat immediately opened its eyes and looked at Song Sifan.

Song Sifan also glanced at her, "You still want to kill me? Then you have to eat enough to have the strength to get the knife, right?"

The cat was not in trouble with her. She looked at the food she brought with her. It looked very nutritious and light in color. It was eaten by the patient, but she had no appetite at all!

Song Sifan keenly noticed her strangeness and asked, "Don't you like to eat?"

The cat didn't answer, but only picked up a bowl of green vegetable porridge and drank it all in one breath.

"wait……"

Song Sifan watched the cat finish drinking it. He was holding a spoon in his hand and was ready to feed it. Now he had to put it down. Then he picked up the dishes and handed the chopsticks to the cat.

The cat took it and picked up the dishes on the plate and ate most of the time, while Song Sifan just held it.

After a while, the cat put down its chopsticks and said, "Don't eat it."

Song Sifan put down the plate, "What do you like to eat?"

He saw that the cat was not interested in the food he prepared at all. He ate so casually just now that he probably didn't even taste any taste.

Maomao said without hesitation: "A Jin."

Song Sifan frowned, "I'll ask what you like to eat."

He was really upset when he heard Mu Jin's name.

"If you don't eat meat, go to Cat Food No. 1 and buy me what you eat." Mao Mao didn't not be polite to him, and he didn't want to abuse himself.

Song Sifan immediately called and asked someone to go to Cat Food No. 1 to buy food.

However, as soon as he hung up the phone, Maomao said, "I told you to buy it. If someone else buys it, I won't eat it."

Song Sifan looked at Maomao and suddenly laughed. He didn't know which nerve he touched, and his mood improved.

Song Sifan stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go buy it. There are servants outside. Just call someone if you want to do whatever you want."

He picked up the dining plate, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and said, "You don't have to bother leaving here, my home's security measures are good."

"Get out quickly," said the cat.

What he said was tactful, which was clearly reminding her that she would not be able to run away.

The cat lay on the bed for a while, ate something, and it seemed that it felt better in her stomach, but she was still hungry...

She got up, got out of bed slowly, walked to the window, looked out, it turned out to be the sea outside... No wonder it was so quiet here.

Where is Song Sifan's home? If you pass by that tunnel, it should be in the eastern part of Jing City.

How should she go back?

The cat held the wall and walked slowly to the door.

As soon as she opened the door, a servant rushed forward, bent down forty-five degrees, and said with a pleasing look: "Miss, you are injured, so don't walk around. I'll help you in and rest."

The cat leaned against the door, staring at the person in front of him, his eyes a little red.

"You go away."

The servant's head was lowered and he was more careful, "Miss, sir has given instructions. Just direct us. Please take care of your own body."

"Song Sifan ordered that? Then I'll let you die, will you die?"

The servant was so scared that he immediately knelt on the ground, put his hands on the ground, and his head was deeply lying down, "Miss, please spare me."

Maomao was a little impatient. Song Sifan didn't know how to train the servants. He was so obedient. If she forced her to say something again, she might really die.

"I'll ask you, where is this?"

The servant immediately replied, "It's the sir's house."

“Where is the location in Beijing?”

"I'm not intimate with it. I don't know where this place is."

"Get out too, don't be at my door. If you don't get out, you'll die immediately."

It's not a good sense of fucking direction.

The servant immediately stood up, bent down and retreated, and said, "There is a bell ringing at the head of the bed in the room. You just need to press it and we will appear immediately."

Maomao looked at the long corridor, and even if she wanted to look, she couldn't walk anymore.

When he returned to the room, Maomao carefully observed the room and was relieved after confirming that there was no surveillance probe or something.

She picked a fairy peach from her life space and quickly finished it.

But she was still hungry.

It's over, she wants to eat people so much.

It’s been a long time since she was so embarrassed. It must be because of the injury this time that she couldn’t control her nature.

She rolled around the bed in discomfort, but a severe pain came from her shoulders, which made her wake up a little.

Thinking of his wound, the cat immediately lifted the gauze and looked at it. There were three hideous marks, as if they had been caught by a wild beast. The wound was sewn and looked ugly.

Maomao took out her ointment and applied it on. She thought that the wound must be taken care of and no scars should be left.

Then she lay on the bed and took out the syringe. Before she fell into a coma that day, she threw the syringe into the space of life... After carefully recalling Zeng Bo, the cat's brows gradually frowned.

Zeng Bo looked strange that day. She knew that it was not a human, but he was not a wild beast either. So... the most likely thing is that he turned into a beast!

Although this kind of thing sounds like science fiction, it does not exist in this world, which does not mean it exists.

Besides, she did see that day that scales appeared on Zeng Bo's body.

I don’t know how long it took, Song Sifan came back.

The cat immediately put the syringe back into the life space.

When he came in, he followed two servants. They put a table beside the cat's bed, and then Song Sifan put the dishes he bought one by one.

"I'll help you up."

"No," said the cat, "You are too slow, I don't want to eat anymore."

Song Sifan looked at Maomao, "Are you teasing me?"

The cat nodded slightly, saying with confidence, "Yes."

Song Sifan held the chopsticks in his hand. He looked at the cat for a while, moved a chair and sat down, and then... he ate by himself, "I won't be angry. I know you love to play, and I want you to be happy too. So, even if I guess you won't eat it, I still went."
To be continued...
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