Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 7969 He was lying to her again (5)

His hand was still holding her, as if unwilling to let go.

Qiao Muyuan kicked his calf twice: "You put me down, I can take a taxi."

He finally put her down.

Qiao Muyuan stood in front of him, and she saw that the tall man in front of her was completely soaked, especially the shirt on his chest, which was already wet from the rain, and his trouser legs and shoes were even more dirty.

She returned the umbrella to him: "You go back early."

"Yeah." He didn't say anything, and he didn't take the umbrella, but his eyes kept falling on her face, and he didn't look away for a long time.

Qiao Muyuan hadn't felt such a fiery gaze from him for a long time. She raised her whirling eyes and met each other, speechless for a long time.

Just when a taxi came out of the rain, Qiao Muyuan heard the sound, turned his head and waved, and the car stopped immediately.

She got into the car.

The moment she closed the car door, she saw a lonely man standing under the eaves, cold and detached, covered with frost-like loneliness and loneliness.

The car drove away quickly and disappeared into the rain.

Qiao Muyuan's emotions suddenly collapsed. She sat in the back row and cried loudly, covering her face and crying, tears streaming down between her fingers.

The driver thought something happened, and couldn't help but care a few words, but Qiao Muyuan didn't say anything, and just cried aloud until the car drove to the hotel.

After returning to the warm and cozy room, Qiao Muyuan didn't want to do anything else, she sat by the window alone, quietly watching the small courtyard where the rain was falling.

Her body was already half wet, and her clothes were cool, but she didn't have the desire to change, so she kept sitting.

Dark clouds overwhelm the city, the rain is torrential, and there is chaos and depression under the gloomy sky.

……

night.

It's still raining.

Qiao Muyuan was drinking hot water in the hotel, quietly flipping through the magazines given to her by the hotel owner.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

A very strange call.

She picked it up: "Hello."

"Hello, this is St. Billon Hospital. A patient was rushed to the hospital. We found your contact information on his mobile phone. The note he gave you was 'wife'. Can you come to the hospital? This Signatures from family members are required."

"Sorry, you made the wrong number. I'm single." Qiao Muyuan thought it was a liar, and had a cold attitude.

"Really?" The other end was puzzled, and confirmed again and again, "But in the patient's cell phone notes, you are indeed his wife."

"Pervert." Qiao Muyuan was not in a good mood, and was about to hang up the phone.

"Wait, miss, you really don't know this patient named Boris? He had a high fever when he was sent to the hospital. We checked and found that he had undergone major surgery on his head."

Qiao Muyuan was startled.

Boris... Ji Changmu.

"You just said, which hospital are you from?"

The other end sighed, and reported the address again: "The patient is now in the emergency center, and his family members urgently need to sign."

"What's up with him?"

"High fever may cause old head diseases."

Qiao Muyuan hung up the phone, put on his bag, took a coat and ran out.

The hospital was not far away, she stood at the door of the hotel, waved, and took a taxi to go there.

He had a high fever, it must have been because he carried her all the way during the day, and it was still raining heavily at that time.

When she arrived at the emergency center of the hospital, Qiao Muyuan ran over quickly. There were still tears on her face from the day, her eyes were red, and she couldn't explain why she came.

He is her ex-husband, and he has nothing to do with her for a long time. Why hasn't she been hurt to the bone by him, and she is in such pain.

(End of this chapter)