Sweet Love Reborn: Mu Ye Chasing His Wife Crematorium

Chapter 533 There are always people who want to harm me

At this moment, the atmosphere in the ward is a little delicate.

"Wanwan, what are you thinking?" Mu Shihan asked suddenly.

Luo Wanning helplessly swept over him, and then glanced at the snowflakes flying outside the window.

"Thinking about the premiere of "The Forgotten Time" tomorrow."

Originally, as long as she was fine after tonight, she could be released from the isolation and discharged from the hospital, but now that the master is out like this, she doesn't know if she can still be discharged from the hospital.

Mu Shihan: "I'll accompany you to watch the premiere tomorrow."

Luo Wanning cast a cold look at him, then said "hehe" with a half-smile, then took off her shoes and lay down on the bed.

After playing with the mobile phone for a few minutes, my stomach sang empty city tricks.

She hasn't had dinner yet.

I glanced over the thermos bucket on the small table at the end of the bed several times, and finally couldn't help asking: "What's in the thermos bucket?"

"Small wontons."

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This was probably Luo Wanning's worst Christmas Eve ever.

It's okay without a table of delicious food, and I'm still locked up in the hospital for isolation, and my son is not by my side.

The most important thing is that when the little ravioli was half eaten, the power went out!
Holding the thermos, Luo Wanning yelled angrily, "No, how can the hospital have a power outage?"

The sound fell, and the door of the ward was opened again.

A cold female voice sounded: "The power is out on this floor, I will leave the candles at the door for you, come and get them yourself!"

Luo Wanning was about to ask something when the door was slammed shut again.

Some arrangements are too deliberate and can easily be found to have impure purposes.

For example, what was delivered just now was not only three scented candles, but also two bottles of red wine and two goblets.

Luo Wanning put three exquisite candlesticks on the windowsill, asked the man for a lighter and lit them.

A scent of freesia gradually diffused.
The candlelight danced on the girl's questioning face, and Mu Shihan couldn't help but tense up.

He seemed to understand a little bit.

What happened tonight must have been specially arranged by Qin Moyang.

There are always bad people trying to harm me!
He pressed his throbbing temples, and really couldn't figure out why the people around him would always come up with such ambiguous situations to help (pit) him!
"Do you believe me when I say this has nothing to do with me?"

Luo Wanning didn't say anything, but went back to her bed and finished eating the remaining small wontons, put away the small table and got under the covers.

Mu Shihan also lay down on his bed anxiously.

As the night deepened, the room temperature also dropped precipitously.

Luo Wanning, who woke up from the cold, went crazy again: "Mu Shihan, one day I will be driven crazy by you!"

Mu Shihan, who hadn't reacted to the situation, stood up abruptly, and then saw the girl in the next bed rang the bedside bell, and said furiously, "Why did you turn off the heating when the power went out?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end, and a tepid female voice replied: "The heating needs electricity! Besides, didn't I send you candles and wine! Isn't that enough?"

"So, candles and wine are for heating?"

"Otherwise? Is it for your candlelight dinner?"

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Luo Wanning laughed angrily.

Early the next morning, several medical staff appeared on the isolation floor.

Feng Shaoan brought Jin Sheng and others over, and was going to wait for Luo Wanning's examination report to come out and pick her up from the hospital.

However, the moment the door of the isolation ward was opened, the scene in front of him made Feng Shaoan's blood pressure approach [-].

On the windowsill, the scented candle filled with the scent of freesia has almost been burned out.

On the narrow hospital bed, the two of them were almost wrapped into silkworm chrysalis by a quilt. There was still half a glass of red liquid left in the two goblets on the bedside table, and several empty red wine bottles were scattered on the floor.

The two were shaken out of the quilt.

There was still a blush on Luo Wanning's cheeks, she rubbed her eyes and stood still on the floor.

"Is there a call?"

"Smelly girl, who do you want to call?"

Luo Wanning's hazy drowsiness was instantly dispelled by this stern voice.

"Grandpa?"

Feng Shaoan walked a few steps into the ward, his eyes flicked over the man beside him.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

(End of this chapter)