248. Chapter 248 Only Mu Wanqing who can cry has a heart
He could see her face clearly, but he couldn't be too sure. In the past five years, no less than twenty women had gone to South Korea to undergo plastic surgery to look like her and deceive him.
However, this time he felt different from the previous encounters with those fakes. When he saw her, his heartbeat would speed up inexplicably.
Moreover, there was a voice deep in his heart, desperately shouting at him that she was Mu Wanqing, the real Mu Wanqing.
She's not dead?!
Since he's not dead, why are you hiding?! Why don't you come to him?!
And how did she escape from the hospital that year? Who was the person who was burned to death in the ward?!
What happened five years ago?!
As he turned around to enter the castle, he suddenly caught sight of a pool of blood on the ground out of the corner of his eye.
Xuanhan's black eyes suddenly deepened in color——
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The black car was bumping and speeding on the rugged mountain road.
Ji Lianjing turned her head from time to time to look at the woman sitting in the passenger seat, whose face became increasingly ugly and pale, and said worriedly: "If you bear with it any longer, I will treat your wounds when we drive to a safe area."
Mu Wanqing pressed her chest, which was bleeding profusely, and nodded feebly.
The wheel ran over a stone, and the whole person was jolted violently, which immediately hit the wound, and Mu Wanqing let out a painful groan.
Although he bit his lip, deliberately suppressed his voice, and groaned very slightly, it clearly penetrated into Ji Lianjing's ears, piercing his nerves ferociously, and swallowing his sanity.
The fingers holding the steering wheel couldn't help but tighten so tightly that they turned white.
Always stare at the rearview mirror, watching the wind and grass in all directions.
However, coming out of the canyon, the road was smooth and calm.
This extremely abnormal phenomenon made Ji Lianjing's brows frown even more deeply.
It stands to reason that if their whereabouts are exposed, they will be hunted down.
But... let alone people, he didn't even see a mosquito.
However, at this moment, he could no longer think about his thoughts or speculate on A An's intentions. All he could think about was: find a safe place and help Mu Wanqing stop the bleeding first...
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On the highway, which is a forty-minute drive from the Moon Palace.
Ji Lianjing parked the car in the emergency lane, turned on the emergency lights, and then carried Mu Wanqing from the passenger seat directly to the rear compartment.
He took out a large bottle of mineral water and a medical kit from the trunk, took out disinfectant, hemostatic bandages and ointments, and treated the wounds skillfully.
Twenty minutes later, Ji Lianjing had finished treating all Mu Wanqing's wounds.
When he was organizing the medical kit, he looked at the woman lying on the back seat, staring blankly at the roof of the car. She didn't even shed a tear even though her bones ached. He felt very uncomfortable, and his heart was inexplicably pulled hard.
It hurts.
Questioning myself for the nth time: Was it a good thing or a bad thing when I agreed to train her to be a killer?!
She did become indifferent, cold-blooded, and cold-blooded as she wished, but she was so cold-hearted, cold-blooded, and cold-blooded that she even treated herself cruelly.
In the few years he had lived with her, he had seen her smile, be happy, be sad, hesitate, and be confused, but he had never seen her cry.
He knew in his heart: Only Mu Wanqing, who could cry, had a heart, and her heart was buried by her five years ago.
He will never forget that when she woke up on a desert island, she locked herself in a wooden house, cried until she lost her voice, and said to him in an extremely fragile voice: "Please, leave me alone...let me cry again, and finally
Cry once...I really only cry for him for the last time..."
Carefully using a towel soaked in mineral water to wipe away the blood and sweat on her face, Ji Lianjing asked in a low voice: "Don't you really need to go to the hospital?!"
Mu Wanqing nodded. Seeing that Ji Lianjing's whole face was wrinkled with worry, she struggled to squeeze out a bright smile: "Jing, I like to see you without frowning..."
