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Chapter 882 Headache

Zhan Moshen shook his head and said, "I can't remember the past. As long as I think about it, I feel a headache. I want to ask you this time, I want to ask you what happened in the past."

Pei Mo felt heavy when he heard Zhan Moshen’s purpose of finding him.

"Mr. Zhan, sometimes it is actually happiness to forget." Pei Mo didn't know about Bai Qingqing coming to Kyoto abroad, and thought Bai Qingqing had died long ago and would never see her again.

"If I hadn't met Bai Qingqing, I wouldn't remember it, but if I met it, I must remember it. I have to know why I quarreled with her at the beginning." Zhan Moshen said seriously, this has now become a heart disease for him.

"What? You, did you meet Miss Bai?" Pei Mo asked in disbelief.

Xuanmeng, who was driving, was so scared that he stepped on the brakes when he heard this. He had been dealing with the branch business recently and had no idea that Miss Bai was alive.

"Did you feel very surprised when I know Bai Qingqing?" Zhan Moshen asked curiously.

"It's really God's blessing. I didn't expect Miss Bai to be alive. Master Zhan, you can misunderstand me and you can send me anywhere abroad, but Master Zhan, you must not let Miss Bai down." Pei Mo said with great firmness.

Hearing his tone, Zhan Moshen could now be sure that Bai Qingqing might not be a scumbag.

Bai Qingqing didn't know her old story was almost known by Zhan Moshen. She went to work as usual and got off work as usual.

Zhan Moshen chatted with Pei Mo for a while, and after he arranged Pei Mo in a very safe place, he returned home twenty minutes before Bai Qingqing got off work.

"Sister Zhang, where is our thermometer?" Zhan Mo asked anxiously as soon as he walked into the living room.

The butler sister hurried over with a thermometer and said, "Here, Master Zhan, I'll give it to you."

Along the way, he avoided the killer's pursuit and reminisced with his old friends. After doing so, Zhan Moshen found that his fever was about to be cured.

This is not possible. If it gets so fast, Bai Qingqing is likely to leave immediately.

Thinking of that, Zhan Moshen immediately went to the refrigerator and walked towards the bathroom with a lot of ice.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Bai Qingqing arrived at the No. 9 Mansion, and the first thing he did was to see Zhan Moshen's situation.

"Ahem, ahem."

Before he could enter Zhan Moshen's ward, Bai Qingqing heard the sound of coughing.

It’s really not true. According to her medical skills, the medicine she drank in the morning should have effect until the afternoon.

"How are you doing today?" Bai Qingqing touched Zhan Moshen's forehead and asked.

"It's not bad, it's much better." Zhan Moshen said with a pale face.

"Ly, if it gets much better, the temperature won't drop at all, and your hands are so cold."

"I'll make another medicine for you now." Bai Qingqing finished speaking and hurriedly walked outside.

After a moment, when Bai Qingqing walked in, she saw Zhan Moshen covering his head tightly.

"What's wrong with you? Is it because of a fever that makes you have a headache?" Bai Qingqing asked.

Zhan Moshen shook his head, endured his discomfort and said, "No, it's not the reason for the fever, it's because I didn't take medicine, so I had a headache."

"Medicine? What medicine do you need to take?" Bai Qingqing asked, remembering that he had just had a heart disease in the past, why did a headache appear now?


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