Murong sat quietly on the hospital bed, flipping through a fashion magazine in her hand, peeking at Zhuang Licheng from time to time. Zhuang Licheng was sitting beside her bed, looking out the window expressionlessly.
When Lin Jiyue came in, the first person who saw her was naturally Murong Jing.
When her eyes touched Lin Jiyue's face, Murong Jing immediately lowered her eyelids, put down the magazine in her hand, and suddenly made a look of pain, pressing her forehead with her hand.
Zhuang Licheng hurriedly stepped forward and said in a somewhat anxious voice, "Jing, what's wrong with you?"
"Okay, my head suddenly hurt just now."
Murong Jing said and stretched out her hand to Zhuang Licheng's face, "It's okay now. Don't move. There is something on your face. I will help you take it off."
As she spoke, she approached Zhuang Licheng...
In Lin Jiyue's eyes, this posture looked like two people kissing!
My heart was torn apart inch by inch, and the wounds that had not healed were torn open again. The pain was unbearable, so painful that my heart was bone-piercing, and my face was filled with tears.
She closed the door quietly, but did not see that the moment she closed the door, Zhuang Licheng gently pushed Murong Jing away.
"Jing, did someone come here just now?" Zhuang Licheng suddenly had a strange feeling. He seemed to hear the sound of the door being opened.
"Is there? No?" Murong Jing made a confused expression, pretending not to know.
"Jing, if nothing happens to you, I will go back."
He always felt a little uneasy. After talking to Lin Jiyue on the phone, he always felt that her tone was weird and something was wrong. He wanted to go find her and find out what happened to her?
"Cheng, you said you were with me today, please don't leave, okay? I don't want to stay in the hospital alone." Murong Jing's eyes were red, and she held Zhuang Licheng's hand tightly.
"Jing, if you don't like staying in the hospital, you can be discharged." Zhuang Licheng took his hand back and said helplessly.
Murong Jing shook her head, with a hint of pleading in her voice: "Sure, can you stay with me today? I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."
Before Zhuang Licheng could answer her, he heard Mo Chuan shouting from outside the door: "Miss Lin, Miss Lin..."
He saw Lin Jiyue walking out of the ward with tears on her face, and then ran out without thinking.
Mo Chuan felt bad, maybe Miss Lin saw something she shouldn't have seen.
He immediately shouted at the top of his lungs, hoping Zhuang Licheng could hear him.
Sure enough, his shout made Zhuang Licheng stand up immediately and rushed out of the ward regardless of Murong Jing's attempts to stay.
He grabbed Mo Chuan and asked, "Has Yueyue been here just now?"
"President, Miss Lin left in that direction." Mo Chuan nodded immediately and pointed in the direction of Zhuang Licheng.
He has been with Zhuang Licheng for many years and naturally knows his true intentions.
Before I met Ms. Lin, their boss was like an iceberg, and no one could melt his coldness.
Now since he confirmed that he fell in love with Miss Lin, he has become much more humane and more and more like a normal man.
He has been Zhuang Licheng's assistant for so many years, so he naturally hopes that his boss can find true love.
However, when Zhuang Licheng chased him out of the hospital door, he did not see Lin Jiyue, and the phone he used to call her was turned off.
What's going on? Could it be that Yueyue was angry with him when she saw that she was taking care of Murong Jing?
At this time, Zhuang Licheng had no idea that not long after Lin Jiyue walked out of the hospital, she was knocked unconscious...