MTL - Not Spare the Years-Chapter 109

Although Mu Xueyi said several times that it was okay, Zhou Zhenyue couldn't be so relieved.

The injection went wrong, this matter can be big or small, and Ge Weilong said that he needs to be hospitalized for a few days, and he is not clear about the specific situation. She was very afraid that something really went wrong with Xueyi.

I suddenly regret it.

if…

If her character wasn't so boring, she could have told Xueyi earlier that she had forgiven her, and she wouldn't have delayed this kind of thing...

Zhou Zhenyue couldn't hold back the anxiety in her heart, she couldn't sit still, and asked Xiao Ai to send someone to spy on the situation at the hospital.

The news that came back was: Mu Xueyi was indeed hospitalized, and the cause was indeed a problem with the injected medicine. But Mu Guocheng's people were there, saying they were taking care of them, and they wanted to accompany their second lady to observe in the hospital these days.

Now she understood why Mu Xueyi didn't let herself go.

That is where the care, monitoring is not the same.

I don't know what Xueyi did and was discovered by Mu Guocheng. This accident was probably not accidental.

It's a pity that she can't do anything now, she can only wait a few days as Xueyi said.

Until the afternoon of the fifth day, WeChat finally jumped out of the person's unread messages.

[Xueyi: "Ayue, come to the hospital after ten o'clock in the evening."]

It seemed that the second lady's condition and her state of being unable to be distracted for the time being were finally confirmed. Those men in black suits lingering around the ward finally left at four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

There were two female assistants specially sent by Mu Guocheng in Mu Xueyi's ward. They said they were helping her with the trivial life, but they were secretly monitoring her mobile phone usage. Therefore, she couldn't contact Zhou Zhenyue any more these days.

After these plague gods left, Mu Xueyi immediately asked Ge Weinong to confirm the distribution of the surrounding people.

After confirming that there was no one with Mu Guocheng, she sent a message to Zhou Zhenyue and asked her to come over after ten o'clock in the evening.

After so many days, Ah Yue must be very worried, it is necessary to meet.

before this…

She has one more important thing to do.

On the other side of the inpatient department.

doctor's office.

Dr. Xu Maijie, who attended Mu Xueyi's ankle, was writing a report on his desk when there was a knock on the door.

Xu Maijie went to open the door and saw that the visitor was Ge Weilong with a familiar face.

He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked, "Assistant Ge, what's the matter?"

Ge Weinong: "Mr. Mu's feet are not very comfortable again. I would like to invite you to take a look."

Xu Maijie followed Ge Weinong to the VIP single ward where Mu Xueyi was.

As soon as I opened the door of the ward, I saw two tall men in black suits standing inside. At first glance, they were Mu's thugs.

The room was filled with smoke and it was very choking.

Mu Xueyi was leaning against the head of the bed with one leg bent, and a cigarette between his index and middle fingers was handing it to his mouth.

There were already several smoked cigarette butts in the ashtray next to it.

Xu Maijie frowned, "Miss Mu, you should know that smoking is not allowed in the hospital. Even in the VIP ward, it is not allowed."

Mu Xueyi smiled, exhaled a breath of white mist, and said, "Ah Nong, Ji Wu Yu Si!

Gravino closed the door sharply.

"Click."

Also locked.

The two thugs in black suits stepped forward, restrained Xu Maijie from the left and right sides, and pressed him, without giving him a chance to resist, and directly forced him to kneel.

Xu Maijie's glasses fell to the ground, and when he struggled, he broke the legs of his glasses.

"Miss Mu, what are you doing?!" he roared.

Mu Xueyi straightened up and sat forward a little.

She took the cigarette between her lips and teeth, and while blowing out the mist, she used her index finger to reach Xu Maijie's face.

Xu Maijie immediately closed his eyes, a blue vein bulged on his neck.

"You're amazing," Mu Xueyi leaned forward slightly holding the cigarette, "Dare to play tricks on my injection."

Xu Maijie struggled for a while, and his face flushed: "That was a misoperation, I have explained it to your father. Mr. Mu has already expressed his understanding, and I accept all the punishments the hospital has imposed on me. Why do you still cover me with this? An unnecessary hat?!"

He gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't let me go, I will call someone. Then... don't make everyone's faces look bad."

Mu Xueyi chuckled, "If you dare to call, then call. But before that, you must understand one thing. My father has the ability to protect you, but I also have the ability to destroy you. You come to my father. It shouldn't be an important person, right? He won't do his best to protect you. But I will do my best to deal with you."

Xu Maijie's face turned purple.

"You don't have to be too nervous. Apart from asking for guilt, I have other things I want to discuss with you today."

Mu Xueyi took another puff of cigarette, and the burning point that had been extinguished by the pot burned red, and his fingers moved forward, seemingly inadvertently approaching Xu Maijie's face.

"How much money my dad gave you, I'll give you twice as much. How about doing things for me in the future?"

Xu Maijie stared at the cigarette **** that was close at hand, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"...what exactly do you mean?"

"Tsk," Mu Xueyi sighed, "Isn't the book about 'property before soldiers'? I'm still talking with you about the part of 'ceremony'. If you really don't know how to praise, then I..."

She paused and stared at Xu Maijie, "Doctor Xu, you have read my medical records, you should know that I was a mental patient with both depression and bipolar disorder a year ago, right?"

Xu Maijie was shocked.

Mu Xueyi's eyes were cold, "I'm restraining my madness now, it doesn't mean that I can handle everything. I don't mind showing you what it means to be alive and not , such as, death."

She turned her face and smiled, "The last person who asked me to say these four words has regretted being born in this world. Do you want to try that feeling too?"

Xu Maijie stared at the ground and couldn't help but pursed his lips.

According to the situation of the previous follow-up, I thought that Mu Xueyi was a gentle woman, but I didn't expect that this person was actually more than Mu Guocheng...

"...what do you want me to do for you?"

He bowed his head lowly.

Still surrendered.

"Give me an injection as normal, don't do anything else. Pretend in front of my dad, don't let him see the clues." Mu Xueyi raised her hand, and when she was over, she said, "It's that simple."

Xu Maijie hesitated.

In the end, he couldn't help but ask: "How on earth did you know that I deliberately changed your injection?"

Mu Xueyi: "You took an abnormal dose of botulinum toxin that day, and the drug store has records."

Xu Maijie: "But how can you get this kind of record? Who told you?"

Mu Xueyi: "Doctor Jiang, who is in the same department as you, is your mentor, right?"

Xu Maijie: "...Yes."

Mu Xueyijia took out the vanadium and patted the soot from her palm.

"When Dr. Jiang coaxed me to eat pagoda candy, you were still wearing open-crotch pants in kindergarten."

Xu Maijie was empowered. Suddenly deflated, he knelt down on the ground.

Mu Xueyi waved his hand, and two men in black suits helped him pick up the broken glasses and sent him out.

"The new glasses will be put on your desk tomorrow, Dr. Xu."

Mu Xueyi picked up a new cigarette and smiled.

Xu Maijie felt a chill on the back of his neck.

After seeing Xu Maijie away, Mu Xueyi glanced at her watch, it was 8:50.

Ge Weinong closed the door, walked back to the chair beside the hospital bed and sat down, frowning at Mu Xueyi's bandaged ankle, "Is it better? Keni is particularly worried, and will give you pig's foot soup tomorrow. Come."

Mu Xueyi was smoking a cigarette, his eyes closed slightly, "That dose of botulinum toxin won't cause any damage, except for a few days of muscle weakness, nothing major. Otherwise, I won't let him fight."

Ge Weinong: "Old Doctor Jiang has already told you that you still have to fight. Even if nothing major happens, why should you suffer this crime?"

Mu Xueyi: "If I don't call, how can I fool the hospital with so many eyes and Mu Guocheng's eyes and ears? Fortunately, it's all settled now. When Ah Yue came, I told her that I didn't call her. The wrong needle, the medicine has been changed back to the correct one before the injection. Otherwise, she will be worried, understand?"

Ge Weilong was helpless: "I know, I know."

The phone rang a WeChat alert tone.

Mu Xueyi, between her teeth, picked up the phone and unlocked the screen lock with both hands.

[Ayue: "I've already arrived at the door of the hospital, you're sick" The lingering nature is especially provocative! Thin!

"cough-"

A puff of cigarette choked in her mouth, and the ashes fell, almost scalding her thigh.

Ge Weilong: "What's the matter?"

Mu Xueyi was ill and cowardly, and she said in a panic, "Hurry up, open the window, Jiatao is here!"

Ge Weilong: "What's the situation? Didn't you send her a message that she should come after ten o'clock? It's only nine o'clock now."

Mu Xueyi: "How do I know?"

Ge Weinong: "Why don't you just smoke a cigarette, and President Zhou won't eat people because of this. Are you making a fuss?"

Mu Xueyi: "What a fuss? If she finds out later, you'll know if I'm making a fuss."

The two hurriedly cleaned up the mess in the house. Mu Xueyi got out of bed with a cane, threw the ashtray directly into the trash can, and then tied the half-filled garbage bag to the mouth.

Ge Weinong reached the max, took the cushion and fanned it hard to make an artificial ventilator.

They were busy with their work when they heard footsteps coming from the corridor outside the door. Listen carefully, there are more than one or two people.

Half a minute later, the door of the ward was opened, and the black suit thugs on Mu Xueyi's side could vaguely be seen negotiating with the gray suit bodyguards brought by Zhou Zhenyue.

Zhou Zhenyue walked in directly.

She frowned faintly, and there was an unconcealed worry in her eyes.

Seeing Mu Xueyi squatting on the ground, she strode forward, bent over and hugged him, feeling that her heart was settled after a few days.

Just as I was about to say the words of forgiveness that I should have said five days ago—

Zhou Zhenyue paused, and shrugged her nose slightly.

Mu Xueyi was still holding the opening of the garbage bag in his hand, and his whole body was as stiff as a rock.

Zhou Zhenyue's pupils slid, looking at Mu Xueyi in her arms, her eyes narrowed slightly.

"What is the taste?"

The author has something to say: I drove out again today, and I must rest tomorrow! !

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: 1 strange sister AhLian;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 blamed sister AhLian;

Thank you for the little angel who threw the mines: Xu Nianzhe 2; lea, just a little grass, I wish a happy life, hehehei, Mr. Ant_1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Zhuqing Tianyang; 20 bottles of **** candy; 10 bottles of tasteless rainbow farts, too many words, not as good as scales, old rice 233, yaya, 27485254, 11, peace&love; A song of Shengge, Xu Nianzhe 5 bottles; Blink Xiaowang 3 bottles; Dududu ~ 2 bottles; charon, Xiao Zhang is a melon, hold A Jin, Gou Hu, Yi Tanger 1 bottle