Chapter 875 Sugar

She opened the door and went out.

The light outside made Muzi's suffocated heart feel relieved. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, as if she wanted to pour out all the gloom.

The evening glow dyed half of the sky red, and the fire clouds piled up like a gorgeous brocade.

Shen Cong followed her, and Mu Zi ordered: "Go to Mingren Hospital."

Manager Shen nodded yes.

Mu Zi sat in the car and kept silent all the way. Mu Zening's words caused her emotions to fluctuate greatly, and she didn't know how to deal with it.

She can't save him.

Mu Zening won't let him go, she can't save him!

Maybe one day he will suddenly wake up, maybe there will never be that day, he just suffers, suffers, suffers all the time, and wants to drag her to suffer together!

This is torture!

Mu Zi couldn't accept it.

The car stopped at the door, but Mu Zi was still sitting in the car and didn't get out of the car.

She looked gloomy, and the driver and bodyguard thought she was thinking about something, so they didn't disturb her.

Instead, Manager Shen answered the phone and said to Mu Zi: "Miss, it turns out that it is a private hospital, and it is a chain. There are seven hospitals in the whole country."

"Look for it now." Mu Zi said, "If you have any clues, no matter how late, please let me know as soon as possible."

Shen Cong immediately arranged manpower and took a plane to seven different cities that day.

Mu Zi sat in the car and pondered for a moment, then said: "Go to the villa on the mountain, I will go there to rest today."

After being tortured by Mu Zening, she wanted to fill herself with another emotion, as if she was forced to swallow a mouthful of bitter medicine, eager to stuff a piece of candy into her mouth.

Murong Cheng is her sugar.

It's just that the mountains are high and the road is far away, and it was already night when they arrived at the villa, and the dark and cold house could not give her much warmth.

She turned on all the lights, and seeing the smiling faces of the two on the photo wall, Mu Zi finally felt a little better.

Shen started to arrange bodyguards on duty at night as usual.

Mu Zi said: "You can stay at the foot of the mountain, I want to stay in the house alone."

There is only one way up the mountain, and staying at the bottom of the mountain can ensure safety, Shen Cong has no objection.

When everyone left, Mu Zi was the only one left in the room. Looking at the pair of couple's cups on the table, she suddenly realized that Murong Cheng had left her for three full months.

Mu Zi scolded viciously in her heart: Being together for the rest of your life is a lie, at least you owe me three months in this life!

Thinking about it this way made my nose a little sour.

She held back her tears, washed hastily, and fell asleep.

...

This time, I didn't sleep well, and I had many messy dreams.

At six o'clock in the morning, Manager Shen called her and told her that seven hospitals had been checked, but nothing was found.

If it wasn't Mu Zening who lied to her, then this Mu Zichuan was too shrewd. Maybe he used a fake name, or maybe he ran away immediately when he noticed the abnormality?

Mu Zi was a little hesitant, do you want to take a break for a while?

She was worried that under the urgent investigation, Mu Zichuan deliberately did not take Bai Wei to the hospital in order to prevent her whereabouts from being exposed. What if Bai Wei's illness was delayed? Mu Zening said that he saw Bai Wei lying on the hospital bed...

When I was worried, there was a faint sound downstairs, as if someone was trying to open the door.

Mu Zi's heart skipped a beat, she picked up the gun by the bed and walked out of the room.

However, there was no movement outside.

Mu Zi slowly approached the door, wondering if she heard it wrong, at this moment, the door lock clicked, it was the sound of a key turning the lockhole!

Mu Zi's eyes widened in astonishment, the person who can have the key to this house...

Before she had time to think, the door had already been opened, and there was a man outside, standing tall and tall in front of her. His short black hair was messy on his forehead, and he was as handsome and evil as ever.

The familiar scent of his body surged in together with the fragrance of the morning dew.

Mu Zi stared at him blankly, without moving for a while.

After regaining consciousness, she suddenly hugged his neck tightly, and then began to cry, full of grievances flooded up like a tide, and even her voice choked up.

"What should I do?" she cried, "Murong Cheng, I lost my mother!"