Mu Qianyan couldn't sleep, and couldn't get through her calls to her boss or Xinghan. She felt inexplicably uneasy. Finally, she called Zhao Yinluo, who answered the call.
Zhao Yinluo's careless voice came over, "Mu Qianyan, what's the matter?"
Mu Qianyan said: "No one answered my calls to Boss and Xinghan. What are they doing? Why can't they get through?"
Zhao Yinluo said: "Oh, the boss's phone may be out of battery. That guy Jiang Xinghan is playing chess with Mao Zhanting. His phone is on silent, so he probably didn't hear your call."
Mu Qianyan was stunned and hesitated before asking, "Lao Mao... is he okay?"
Zhao Yinluo said honestly: "It's not that good! He's missing a leg, he has a tumor in his head, and he refuses to have surgery, and Jin Yan, the master of brain surgery, is here too!"
Mu Qianyan sat upright immediately, "What? He is missing a leg and has something growing in his head?"
Zhao Yinluo said: "Yes! But the boss wants Jin Yan to help him with the surgery. It shouldn't be life-threatening, but the lost leg may not grow back."
Snap!
Mu Qianyan couldn't hold her hand steady, and the mobile phone placed next to her ear fell to the ground...
How could this happen? How could Lao Mao's leg be missing?
How come she never knew?
The mobile phone that fell on the ground was picked up by a slender hand...
Shen Muhan lowered his eyes and looked at the mobile phone he picked up. When he saw that it was still on a call, he put it to his ear and listened...
Zhao Yinluo said thoughtfully: "Mu Qianyan, you don't have to worry too much. The boss and Jin Yan are watching Mao Zhanting. He will be fine! If you want to see Mao Zhanting, I will take a video of him later.
Send it to you! By the way, we should go back tomorrow..."
Shen Muhan had just gone out to buy supper for a late night snack. When he came back, he saw Mu Qianyan's expression was a little lost as she answered the phone...
It turns out it’s because of Zhan Ting!
Shen Muhan curled his lips in a self-deprecating tone. In her heart, the only person who could influence her emotions was Mao Zhanting.
Shen Muhan didn't say anything, with a smile on his face, he hung up the phone, put the phone on the cabinet next to the hospital bed, and said calmly:
"Mr. Mu, want some midnight snack? You didn't eat much for dinner. I made you like the preserved egg and lean meat."
While talking, he took out a bowl of porridge.
The man sat elegantly on the chair, scooped a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and fed it to her mouth...
Mu Qianyan came to her senses and took the bowl and spoon herself, "I can just eat it myself."
Seeing that she was eating absentmindedly, and her complexion that had just improved in the past two days turned a little pale because of the news about that person, Shen Muhan narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is Mr. Mu worried about Zhan Ting?"
Hearing the word Zhan Ting, Mu Qianyan's hands trembled, and she raised her head to look at Shen Muhan. Her cold eyes revealed a rarely seen urgency, "Shen Muhan, do you know what happened to Lao Mao's leg?"
Something?"
Shen Muhan's expression was indifferent. Apart from his usual smile, no emotion could be seen. He said, "I have vaguely heard of it, but he has refused to see us in these years. I don't know the specific situation."
Mu Qianyan frowned deeply and couldn't drink the porridge anymore. "He is missing a leg. What should we do in the future..."
Shen Muhan laughed softly and said: "You two are really hard-luck mandarin ducks. One has injured his leg and the other has injured his foot. It will be a good story if we can support each other and spend the rest of our lives together!"
Mu Qianyan was startled and looked at him in astonishment. She felt very uncomfortable. She frowned and said with some dissatisfaction: "Lao Mao, hasn't he been your friend for many years? His body is like that, how can you still be so evil?"
Shen Muhan's handsome eyes curved into two crescent moons, and his smile was a little thicker, "Do I have any yin and yang aura? Is President Mu too sensitive?"
Mu Qianyan couldn't eat anymore, so she put the porridge aside and said, "Forget it, get out, I don't want to talk to you now!"
Shen Muhan didn't move and laughed, "When did you want to talk to me? Haven't you always wanted to talk to me?"
"I..." Mu Qianyan's heart sank and she stared at him incomprehensibly, "Why are you doing this? Have I provoked you again?"
Shen Muhan smiled and said: "You don't, it's because I don't like you, so everything I say becomes a yin and yang!"
Shen Muhan: "..."
Shen Muhan stood up slowly and elegantly, "Mr. Mu, remember to drink the porridge. Get better soon, and you can run to find Zhan Ting."
Mu Qianyan: "..."
Shen Muhan turned around and went out. Bang! With a sound, the door of the ward was slammed shut!
Mu Qianyan was startled, what happened to him?
Why is Shen Gou suddenly so abnormal? He has always been indifferent to emotions and anger...