Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Mucheng rushed in with his front foot, and Sheng Shimo rushed in with his back foot. The difference between the two was only two or three seconds.

However, in just two or three seconds, when he rushed into the bedroom, he found that Wen Churan was already held tightly in Mu Cheng's arms.

He paused for a moment, suppressing the bitterness in his heart, and began to patrol back and forth in the bedroom, even under the bed, but did not find anything strange.

Mucheng behind him shouted, "Xiaoran is injured, call the doctor quickly!"

Sheng Shimo turned around and saw that Wen Churan had fainted, with a faint stream of blood seeping out of the corner of his mouth.

As soon as he stepped forward, Mucheng had already rushed out of the bedroom with Wen Churan in his arms.

The private doctor rushed to the Presidential Palace as quickly as possible and gave Wen Churan a full-body examination. Fortunately, she only had injuries on her chest, and the rest of her body was fine. The injuries were not too serious. She could take some medicine and rest for a few days. It won't be a big deal.

Outside the bedroom, the personal doctor reported the situation to Sheng Shimo, "In Miss Wen's case, it was obvious that she suffered a heavy blow to the chest, either by someone or by something heavy, but... it should have been a blow." Yes, because my nurse found a slap mark on Miss Wen’s chest.”

Palm print? !

Sheng Shimo and Mucheng looked at each other with expressions of confusion and surprise.

What happened in the bedroom, and how could Wen Churan be slapped into coma?

In this presidential palace, who dares? Who else can do it? !

After the personal doctor left, Sheng Shimo asked the question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, "Why did you come here in the middle of the night?"

Mucheng doesn't live in the Presidential Palace, and the small western-style building he lives in is a little far away from here. How come he suddenly came to the Presidential Palace in the middle of the night, and happened to meet Wen Churan in trouble!

"Xiaoran asked me to come here." Mucheng said.

Hearing this, Sheng Shimo's face darkened and he looked at Mucheng in disbelief, "She? Asking you to come here in the middle of the night?"

Mucheng took out his cell phone from his pocket and handed it to Sheng Shimo. "She told me that she was in danger and asked me to rush to the presidential palace as quickly as possible."

Sheng Shimo lowered his eyes and saw the text message interface between Wen Churan and Mucheng displayed on the screen of his mobile phone.

——I am in danger, please rush to the Presidential Palace as quickly as possible.

The few short words showed how hurriedly she was typing.

Looking at the text messages on his phone, Sheng Shimo felt ridiculous.

Obviously he was only a few steps away from her, but as long as she shouted, he would definitely be in front of her within a few seconds.

But she... would rather take the risk and send a text message to Mucheng, asking someone from so far away to come and save her!

What if Mucheng is too late? What if Mucheng fell asleep and didn't see the text message?

Did she not consider any of this? !

Or, in such a critical moment, the first thing she thought of was Mucheng? !

Mu Cheng seemed to have read through Sheng Shimo's thoughts and said coldly, "It's not surprising that she sent me a text message, because she has already lost her trust in you."

If you lose your trust and no longer rely on him, why would you turn to him for help in times of danger?

Modu understood the truth, but Mu Cheng's words still angered him.

While angry, it is actually more sad.

A kind of sadness that was abandoned by Wen Churan.

It's as if he has been pronounced completely out of this three-person battle...

Seeing that Sheng Shimo's face was extremely ugly, Mucheng didn't say anything more, but silently opened the door and entered the bedroom.