Remarry, No Way!

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Chapter 462 only needs one look, they will automatically paste it (2)

Shen Xianfei did not pay attention to her, but came to Xihe and stood next to him, looking at Muchucheng: "This gentleman, do you remember the phone number of your relatives and friends? Call me back, you don't have any documents, mobile phone It's broken, we don't know how to contact your relatives and friends, we have already paid for your surgery and hospital expenses, but..."

When he had not spoken, he was interrupted by Xihe and coldly: "Shen Xianfei, you are enough!"

Shen Xianfei felt that Xihe did not give himself a good face since last night. His face was not good: "I told him to inform his family and friends. Is this strange?"

"Mr. Shen." A hoarse voice came, Shen Xian looked at the past without doubt, pointing to himself: "How do you know my name is Shen?"

"That doesn't matter." Mu Chucheng shot plaster on one foot and felt how ugly it was. It was not convenient. He really wanted to throw the plaster and threw it. He said that at this moment, he felt inconvenient when he was lying in bed. He pinched the hard plaster of the state, and the slender fingers pointed to Shen Xianfei, like a smile: "Is it you who hit me last night?"

"I..." Shen Xian was unstable and worried. Although he thought that the wine was really small last night and he did it according to what Xi He said, he was not found by the police to drunk, but what about the traffic accident? It depends a lot on this man.

"It rained last night, how do I know that you suddenly appeared!" Shen Xian is not a hard mouth.

"I suddenly appeared? Mr. Shen, you know very well. I haven't seen you so big. Did you drink alcohol last night? Whether it's drunk driving or poisonous driving, you can't eat it." Do you want to taste the taste of prison?"

The man clearly said when he spoke, but his eyes were sharp and sharp, seemingly elegant and expensive, but there was a danger in his bones. When he just started to pull the plaster, Shen Xianfei noticed that he had a tattoo on his back.

Shen Xianfei felt a little panicked at the moment. He didn't know who he had hit...

"You listened well, I didn't drink or have any medicine!" Shen Xian is not dead to face, refused to retreat like this: "In short, you should call your family and friends right away."

"What should I do?" Mu Chucheng looked like a very distressed and helpless: "The car accident last night made my mind blank. I can't think of anything now..."

Shen Xianfei was shocked: "You lost your memory?"

Mu Chucheng nodded: "It is possible."

Shen Xianfei’s face is even more ugly. If this is the case, then they don’t know how much to lose.

Xihe said to Shen Xian: "You should take warm home and go eat."

"how about you?"

"I will wait a little longer and go back."

Shen Xianfei can only compromise, leaving Xi with warmth.

Xihe thought that Mucheng had not seen the doctor since she woke up, so she went to the doctor again. The doctor helped him to check it in detail and determined that his head was not injured.

Xihe stood in front of the hospital bed and looked at Muchu: "You really can't remember anything?"

Mu Chucheng’s mouth smirked and replied, “I’m called Mu Chucheng.”

"I asked if you really remember nothing?" Hehe checked this question.

Mu Chucheng held his chin with his hand. The tattoo on the back of his hand, a small one, resembled a flame. At this moment, it was particularly eye-catching: "Miss Xi, have you known me before?"

Xi and smile, with a touch of sarcasm in his eyebrows: "Mr. Mu, you are not like someone who will use such a old-fashioned way."

"Is not." Mu Chucheng caressed her lips, and the narrow throat still looked at her glamorous face.

It is a natural stunner. At this moment, it is clear that the fat powder has not been applied. I don’t know how many women have been compared.

"The women I usually look at only need one look, they will automatically post them."

Xihe took his bag, and the eyebrows on one side faintly provoked: "I don't know if Mr. Mu's charm is great, or those women are superficial."

In fact, she is very clear about herself, and Mucheng has this ability. At that time, she was not mad at him.

"Where are you going? I am hungry." Mu Chucheng was behind her.

"The caregiver will be back soon, I will let her go buy some food for you."

Mu Chucheng refused, and did not hesitate to order: "I don't eat anything outside, dirty! You give me food from home."

He heard the words and turned around and looked at him without any sound. For so many years, this man’s character has not changed at all...

"Okay, then you wait."

Mu Chucheng stared at her slender back and smacked her mouth.

It was not long before Xihe had just walked, the door of the ward was once again opened, and a man who looked like a strong man in a black suit came in.

"Mu Shao, we are late, sorry."

Muchucheng eyelids gently picked up: "You really came late, only found me after twenty hours, this efficiency, how to match the effectiveness of the family?"

The man immediately bowed his head with respect and respect: "It is indeed our fault, and it is less."

Mu Chucheng was looking through a bored look at a toddler English book that had just been warmly left here. He waved his hand: "British, no next time."

"Yes, Mu Shao."

The man known as Yingtong looked around the ward, a very simple and very common ward, which can be seen from the wall, and some are old.

Although in the case of a shortage of hospitals and hospital beds, it is already a lot of money for ordinary people to live in a single-person ward. But where are their ordinary people?

Living in such a place is simply aggrieved and reduces their identity!

"Mu Shao, I immediately contacted the person in charge of the hospital and asked them to give you a ward."

"No, it's good."

Ying Tong thought that he had misunderstood, and for the well-being of Mu Chucheng, he actually thought that it was not bad here? !

If he used to, how can he live?

But the British were surprised to be surprised, but dare not ask the reason: "There is less, you have not eaten yet? I will let people bring you food."

"no need."

"Do you eat less?"

Mu Chucheng shook his head: "Someone will give me food." He said, raising his head: "There is nothing in the past few days. You have shown me less here. I will contact you if there is anything."

"Mu Shao, this..."

Mu’s eyes suddenly sharpened: “I didn’t understand my words? Would you like me to say it again?”

"I understand." Ying Tong was busy.

Muchu’s face immediately showed a smile on the next second: “That’s not going to roll.”

"Yes!" Ying Tong is not a well-trained person, even the "rolling..." is fast and unambiguous.