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"Before I say anything, you have to calm down first."

"...It's not a serious illness, is it?"

Hearing Cheng Feng's joking words, Meng Chu frowned, and his tone was even more suspicious.

Cheng Feng's expression gradually became serious. After examining her carefully, he lowered his eyebrows and looked at the information in his hand.

"It is inevitable for people to eat five grains to avoid birth, old age, sickness and death. The world is full of wonders, so any strange disease may occur in this world."

"..."

He was laying the groundwork. Meng Chu was confused, but secretly guessed that something bad really happened.

"According to my research, the medicine placed in the wooden box is an antibody medicine for the treatment of degenerative diseases."

"Degenerative? What kind of disease?"

"Rationally speaking, it is a kind of geriatric disease, collectively referred to as Parkinson's. In addition to these, it will also be accompanied by symptoms such as slow movement, limb stiffness, and poor balance function."

"No, no."

Meng Chu was skeptical about his analysis.

Normally, Mu Yanzheng did not have the symptoms he mentioned. He is obviously a very strong person, so how could he suddenly suffer from this unimaginable and impossible geriatric disease.

Seeing that she didn't want to believe it, Cheng Feng was helpless.

"Ah Chu, although I gave up medicine to pursue business, I haven't lost any of my profession."

"...I know, but I don't believe that Mu Yanzheng is sick."

Meng Chu shook his head in horror, even his voice trembled a little.

Seeing her like this, Cheng Feng felt very distressed.

Directly from the opposite side, walked around to sit next to her, and held her hand without any scruples.

A burst of coldness spread to his fingertips in an instant.

"It's cold, isn't it? Let's go to the office first."

At this moment, Meng Chu seemed to have tinnitus in an instant, and could not hear anything, so he could only let Cheng Feng lead her to stand up and leave the cold cafeteria.

Where is Mu Yanzheng?Mu Yanzheng is suffering from a strange disease!

Two questions kept haunting Meng Chu day after day.

In a blink of an eye, New Year's Day is approaching.

At this time, Cheng Feng had already stayed in Rongcheng for the full moon, and he had to go back to Ye's house.

Unexpectedly, just as he left, Xinglin Lane organized a masked dance on the back.

Originally, Chu Ci wanted Meng Chu to adjust his thoughts and relax his mind.

But it never occurred to me that someone blocked the way.

That night, when Meng Chu returned from the Mu Group, before he could go downstairs, a call from Chu Ci came in.

Seeing that it was him, Meng Chu didn't want to answer it at first, so he hesitated for a moment, and still clicked on it.

A contemptuous voice immediately came from the other end: "Meng Chu, I'll wait for you downstairs."

"what's up?"

Meng Chu's voice was cold, and he asked cautiously.

"Hehehe..."

There was a burst of hearty laughter from the other end, and then said: "You come down first, it's very cold."

When the words fell, there was a cold shivering voice.

Meng Chu didn't know what the hell he was doing, but when he thought of knowing Mu Yanzheng's news on his own, it was as difficult as heaven.

So, she speeded up her packing and left the office with her bag and scarf.

Downstairs, brightly lit, but also cold and windy.

Chu Ci was dressed in cotton clothes and wrapped himself up like a rice dumpling, leaning in front of the car, thinking about something.

When Mengchu approached, he raised his head suddenly, and immediately helped her open the rear door.

As the car door closed, Chu Ci took off the hat of his padded jacket and sat in the front cab.

Meng Chu looked at him from the rearview mirror, with a serious tone: "Where are you going?"

"On the way."

As he spoke, the car had already started, leaving the Mu's Building, Chu Ci glanced at the rearview mirror.

Meng Chu couldn't understand more and more, sat forward, patted his seat, and asked, "It's so mysterious, tell me quickly."

Chu Ci smiled, "There is a masked dance today."

"It's not my business."

When Meng Chu heard this, his face changed slightly.

There is no news about Mu Yanzheng yet, and she has no intention of participating in the masked ball.

"Mengchu, because of Yan Zheng's matter, you just need to adjust."

"Not interested."

Meng Chu turned her face out of the car window, looking at the constantly receding street scene, her heart was extremely depressed.

"I promise you, find Yan Zheng as soon as possible."

In order to make her happy, Chu Ci made a promise that even he didn't know.

Meng Chu turned his gaze back and didn't speak again, but the eyes he looked in the rearview mirror were infinitely confused and somewhat lonely.

Xinglin Lane, as a major symbol of Rongcheng, a bustling city, is still bustling despite the harsh winter.

From the corner of the street outside to the parking lot at the door, it was almost full of cars.

Chu Ci drove forward cautiously, crossed the path that could only accommodate one car, and stopped at the main entrance of Xinglin Lane.

When the two got out of the car, they immediately attracted many people who came in and out.

Meng Chu was somewhat reluctant, but now that so many people were looking at him, he felt a little bit resistant in his heart.

But Chu Ci had already walked over a few steps, and gave her a mask at the door.

It is in the shape of a fox, with a pinch of snow-white fur on its forehead.

Meng Chu watched, but had no intention of taking it away.

Chu Ci raised his voice again, extremely patient.

"Do you want me to put it on for you personally?"

As soon as the words came out, Meng Chu glared at him, and snatched him away in a fit of anger.

Chu Ci smiled triumphantly, and put on a mask that looked like a wolf's head.

The two went in one after the other, and the dance floor was already crowded.

With the sound of heavy metal music, Meng Chu subconsciously stroked his lower abdomen.

"Xiangnan is ahead, let's go there."

Chu Ci, who was walking in front, spoke to the back from time to time.

Meng Chu was not in the mood to play tricks at all, her whole mind was on whether she would disturb her child.

Passing through the crowd and arriving at the booth, the people who had been waiting for a long time got up one after another when they arrived.

Because they were all wearing masks, even though their chins were bared, Meng Chu still couldn't recognize them all.

"Why so long?"

As soon as the man in the middle opened his mouth, Meng Chu recognized that the voice was Xu Xiangnan.

And the woman standing next to him kept staring at Meng Chu.

It must be Yu Xiaoxiao.

"Come and sit here."

Before Chuci could respond, Yu Xiaoxiao had already sent an invitation to Mengchu.

But when he saw the wine bottles and glasses on the table, Meng Chu hurriedly waved his hands: "I can't drink, so forget it."

She sits in the middle, what's the point of that?
People are one-on-one.

"No drinking, no drinking today, just chatting."

Chu Ci dispelled her worries and pushed her gently.

Meng Chu thought about it, and said, "It seems inconvenient, I'll dance."

After speaking, he took off his coat, got off the booth, and walked towards the dance floor.

Chu Ci didn't even expect this sudden change.

When I came here just now, 1 people were reluctant, but now I propose to dance.

When other people saw this, some wanted to follow, and some just sat down again.

Chu Ci brought him over, and his whole body collapsed, and he sat next to him, poured wine and poured it into his mouth.

The people in the booth were walking away, so Xu Xiangnan was able to sit closer to Chu Ci.

The two clinked glasses, but the person who kept his eyes on the dance floor all the time did not dare to neglect in the slightest.I'm afraid that Meng Chu will have some troubles, so he won't be able to talk to Mu Yanzheng and Mu Mu.