Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Some are stickers, some are photos, and some are cut out from newspapers or magazines.

And at the bottom of each page, there is a personal statement about Mu Xicheng, for example, what does he like to eat, what does he play, who is his best friend...

Quite faithful!

Chanel bit her lower lip slightly.

She was worried about Mu Xicheng's body, what happened?

Mujia has a professional doctor, but he came to the hospital specially for hospitalization. Could it be that the brain damage is serious?

……

While hesitating, the door of the ward suddenly "clicked" open.

Chanel looked up abruptly, and saw Mu Xicheng leaning against the door, wearing an off-the-shoulder T-shirt and baseball cap, looking at her with a slightly dissatisfied expression.

"What are you doing standing outside? Why don't you go in?"

From the moment she and the little nurse came to the door, he heard her voice.

But until the little nurse left, there was no sound outside.

If he didn't hear her leaving footsteps, Mu Xicheng almost thought she was gone!

I have been waiting in the ward for her to knock on the door, waiting for her to come in, and every minute of waiting has become extraordinarily long.

Finally, he couldn't bear this torture, and opened the door, only to see her staring at the notebook in her hand.

Chanel was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at him: "Are you okay?"

She was just worried about him, and she didn't want to meet him again and again, giving him unnecessary hopes.

"What do you think? I don't look good?"

"There are so many doctors in Mujia... Are you used to moving to the hospital?"

"This is Mu's hospital, don't you know?" Mu Xicheng's peach blossom eyes twitched.

Chanel paused, no matter where she went, it was the territory of the Mu family.That's right, it's not surprising that City A is dominated by the Mu family and the Su family.

It's too bad, she actually came here to find a doctor, I hope Mu Xicheng doesn't go to investigate.

"Come in and say." Mu Xicheng pulled her and closed the door.

Chanel looked around awkwardly, luxurious VIP suite, hotel-level enjoyment.

Mu Xicheng stared at the notebook in her hand: "What are you doing in the hospital?"

"..."

"you are sick?"

As he spoke, he put his hand on her forehead to test, as naturally as before, with a look of worry in his eyes.

Chanel hurriedly stepped back and stuffed the book into his hand: "Sign it."

"You want my autograph?"

Although he heard the little nurse and Chanel talking, but because the hospital's sound insulation is very good, he could only hear the whispers vaguely, which was not real.

"No, it's the little nurse just now, she is your fan."

Mu Xicheng was obviously disappointed.

Throwing the notebook on the bed without interest, got up to pour water for Chanel.

It was very hot outside and she was sweating, so he brought water and tissues for her.

"Thank you." Chanel looked at the book on the bed, "Aren't you going to sign it?"

"Are you in a hurry?"

"Well, I still have something to do, I'm leaving soon..." Chanel felt relieved after seeing that he was in good condition.

The disappointment in Mu Xicheng's eyes grew stronger, and his coral red lips lifted, as if he gave a self-deprecating wry smile.

"Suddenly I felt a headache... The doctor said I was seriously injured."

Chanel's shoulders moved slightly, her heart was nervous, and she tried her best to restrain the worry: "Shall I call the doctor for you now?"

"No need, I lied to you." Mu Xicheng smiled childishly, "I just want to see you worry about me."

"..."

"If the injury is really serious, I won't let you come in to see me."