Chatper 223 (1/2)

"You have helped me so many times, and I will help you this time."

"This time it's as good as my previous ones. It's alright, you've seen it too, so get out of here. I'm going to work."

"You stayed up late again tonight?" Qin Yiyue looked at the obvious dark circles on Cheng Jiangxue's face, "Are you sure you don't want to take a rest first?"

"Take a break after solving this case. I always feel that this group of psychopaths are holding back a big action, and if they make a clear move early, it will ease the public's anxiety."

Qin Yiyue nodded, and took off her white coat and gloves.

Cheng Jiangxue's work and pressure are no less than hers, and the risk factor is high.

Qin Yiyue didn't understand why Cheng Jiangxue chose forensic medicine, it was simply self-torture.

With her family background and emotional intelligence, she wandered around the business world, she was free and unrestrained, and there were countless money in her account, and no one would be angry with her.

She just plunged into the forensic industry, and she has no intention of leaving the job.

Qin Yiyue went downstairs and saw He Qiaoyan reverse the car into the parking lot in front of the forensic building, "Did you send Mo Mushen to the hospital?"

"Well, get in the car and I'll take you home."

"Does Yun Zha know?"

"She's in the hospital now."

"oh oh."

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Sitting on the head of the bed, He Yunzha looked at Mo Mu, who looked haggard on the hospital bed, and was in a daze for a while.

She could no longer associate the man in front of her with the young man she had glimpsed many years ago, nor could she overlap with the unrestrained, unrestrained, unrestrained, worldly hero on the screen.

He Yunzha just looked at Mo Muchen quietly, trying to see through his skin the blood, meridians and bones hidden under his skin, and see if Ning Wei's name was written on them.

Let her understand early how long she has to go before she can walk into this man's heart.

Can she afford such a price?

Just like Mo Muchen couldn't let go of Ning Weiwei, she couldn't let Mo Muchen go either.

How similar the two of them are, and how sad.

Mo Muchen woke up an hour later, opened his eyes, and when he saw He Yunzha, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning and couldn't move.

He Yunzha said softly, "Are you awake? Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

Mo Muchen's eyes flickered for a moment, his throat moved up and down, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

"You didn't apologize to me. We are husband and wife, and you don't need to see each other like this. "

Mo Mo looked at the front with dull eyes, and asked lightly, "You know?"

"Yes. Ning Wei passed away."

Hearing this, Mo Muchen's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he was enduring indescribable pain.

He Yunzha did not miss his reaction at that moment.

Mo Muchen quickly returned to normal, "You are right, she has passed away. From now on, there will be no such person in this world."