The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Mu Chenbi didn't seem to react.

The doctor said again: "If you can hear me, blink your eyes."

Mu Chenbi blinked slowly.

Several doctors relieved.

As long as he can perceive the outside world, there is no problem. As for speaking and acting, he has to wait for his weak body to recover a little.

Upon being notified, Dean Fortunately hurried over: "How is the situation?"

A doctor held a new examination report: "All indicators of the body are normal."

Fortunately, the temple took a long sigh of relief: "That's good, I can finally go back to the king."

Before leaving, Dean Fortunately warned: "You must take care of it and don't make any more mistakes."

Yunci learned the news from the servants.

Mu Chenbi was awake, which meant that he was out of danger.

Yunci slowly sat down by the window, opened the window, and a gust of breeze was blowing on her face. She squinted her eyes while looking at the dead leaves on the branches outside the window.

It's a pity that he failed to kill him.

But as long as he feels the pain, Yun Ci's heart will feel extremely happy.

She will return all the torture that A You has endured!

Yunci was kept in the room for a whole week, and the news he got was that Mu Chenbi's condition was getting better and better.

The medical level of the gate of life and death is the most advanced and developed. With the meticulous care and treatment of the gate of life and death, Mu Shenbi can't get out of bed within half a month. Although he can't get out of bed, he can already perform simple activities.

Mu Chenbi left the intensive care unit, transferred to the VIP ward, and took off the oxygen mask.

Several subordinates stood neatly in the ward, reporting the work progress during this period.

Mu Chenbi was lying on the bed, his face pale and thin. He moved his lips lightly and made a faint voice: "Ah... Where's Aci?"

The subordinates were stunned, staring at each other, none of them said anything.

Mu Chenbi twisted his eyebrows, as if he was exhausted before he could make a little voice: "I want to ask you something..."

A subordinate hurriedly replied: "That Miss Yunci has nothing to do, it's fine."

Mu Chenbi's frowning eyebrows suddenly stretched out, and then he said: "Did she... ever ask me?"

"I should have asked, but..." The subordinate hesitated for a moment, then advanced and said: "But it seems...I don't care about you."

Mu Chenbi pulled the corners of his pale lips, as if laughing at himself: "Of course I know, she wants to know, am I dead..."

Several subordinates did not speak any more.

As soon as they left the room, they couldn't help but sigh.

"The king is really dizzy! He was almost killed by that woman, thinking about that woman."

"If this continues, I'm afraid it will be finished!"

"It's really color faint, and color faint!"

"Why don't you know what to do."

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Early in the morning, the nurse helped Mu Chenbi check his body and left the ward with the things. Mu Chenbi sat on the hospital bed and watched the gloomy weather outside the window.

Another half month passed, he was able to get out of bed and move freely, but the wound hadn't healed, it was painful, and his body was still weak. A little bit of movement made him unable to exert any strength.

Six knives almost cost him his entire life, and also made him lie on this hospital bed for a month.

At this moment, the door of the ward was knocked, and the voice of the guard sounded outside.

"King, sister Jiao is here and wants to see you."

Mu Chenbi's thoughts were pulled back: "Well, let her in."