Chapter 167 (1/2)

Lin Yuxiao's injury is really so serious?

Lin Mubei thought about it. He always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say it again.

He went back and called Murong and came to the sanatorium where Lin Yuxiao was.

Murong didn't want to come here, but forced by Lin Mubei's threat, he had to follow. Outside the door, he looked at Lin Yuxiao, who was still in a coma. Murong put his arms around his chest and moved his eyes away.

Lin Mubei said to the Dean, ”can you go in?”

”Yes.” the Dean nodded.

Murong immediately said, ”I won't go in. Go in.”

Lin Mu looked at her in a fixed way. The corners of his mouth flashed a smile, more like ridicule: ”afraid?”

”You know what you're talking about. I'm just worried that seeing him will wake him up. It's not worth the loss.”

”Don't worry, he doesn't know it's because of you.”

Murong kept silent and stood there like a root on his heel.

”It seems that you still feel guilty about him.” Lin Mubei threw down a sentence and walked in alone.

Murong stood where he was. From the glass, he saw Lin Mubei with his back to her and standing in front of the bed. Murong turned around and walked out of the nursing home. He found a quiet place to smoke. Women smoke. The smoke is thin and long. It's very nice.

She took a gentle breath and looked a little confused.

She suddenly remembered that afternoon, Lin Mubei suddenly appeared in front of her and smiled, which stunned her for a moment.

Lin Mubei said, ”long time no see, Murong.”

She just reacted. Her friend on the side gently pushed her behind and joked, ”yes, I met in the army again?”

Murong smiled and shook his head: ”you go first. I'll find you later.”

”How did you find me?” she asked Lin Mubei.

Lin Mubei didn't answer, just said, ”I want you to cooperate with me.”

Murong still remembered that he was very funny and asked him, ”why do you think I would betray the powerful Lin Yuxiao and choose you, the poor Lin President?”

Finally, she made a choice.

In fact, she doesn't understand or want to understand why she made such a choice. The appearance of the man in the hospital bed never subsided, but became more and more clear. Since he lived in the sanatorium, she never set foot again. It seems that even if she just looked at him, she was deeply in hell, even though she had been in purgatory.

Murong was flustered. After smoking two cigarettes, she felt dizzy and wanted to vomit, so she put out the smoke, looked at the green belt in the distance, took a deep breath, turned around and wanted to go in. Lin Mubei had come out of it.

Murong reluctantly pulled out a smiling face, as if he was still thinking about it as before: ”how about captain Lin's golden eyes, but what did you see?”

Lin Mubei glanced at her, wiped her directly and went to the car. Murong put away his smile and followed the car expressionless.

”The chief is going to send Lin Yuxiao abroad for treatment, but he really doesn't go in to see him for the last time?” Lin Mubei didn't drive, but leaned back in his chair and asked softly.

”Nothing to see.” Murong's voice was a little cold: ”go back. I'm tired and want to rest.”

That night, the head received the news that Lin Mubei and Murong went to see Lin Yuxiao. He shook his head and said, ”it's all arranged?”

”The foreign side has been contacted.”

”Well, let's send him over tonight. Watch it and don't make any more trouble.”

”Yes, chief.”

The man backed out.

The chief put his hands on the open page, looked out of the window at the thinning twilight, and sighed deeply: ”if you leave this time, don't come back.”

Lin Yuxiao's departure is a secret. Only a few people know. He is like a small stone across the water, and doesn't stir up much waves.

Ye Sitong got up early the next day and went to the company. Xiao's affairs were heavy and complex. Ye Sitong read the data almost all morning. After uncle Guan picked up his lunch, he was about to go back to his desk to continue processing documents, and received a report from the secretary.

”President, President Han of muyuan is downstairs.”

”Mr. Han, which Mr. Han?” Ye Sixi was in a trance. Maybe there have been too many things recently.

”Han Fang.”

After thinking carefully for a while, ye Sitong remembered that when she was still in city a two years ago, the woman who said she wanted to make friends with her.

She put the name in her mouth for a moment and said, ”please come up.”

Before long, Han Fang came to the office. She was dressed casually and didn't seem to be talking about business. Ye Sitong asked her to sit down and ordered the Secretary to make a cup of coffee.

Han Fang took a sip of coffee and took the lead in saying, ”I think you've been very busy these days, so you don't dare to disturb me. I didn't bother you when I came here today?”

Ye Sitong smiled: ”No.”