Young Master Qin's Heart-Eating Secret Pet

"You will die!"

It was the first time for Cheng Xian to be so in awe of death, and he felt powerless that he couldn't help himself.

"I am someone who died once, or, I died several times a few years ago." A smile floated on her pale face, "Doctor Cheng, you said that I am not even afraid of death, but I am afraid of waiting to die." Are you alive?"

"You, think about this matter again, the cost is not a problem..."

"I didn't want to live that long." She interrupted him suddenly.

As long as, as long as he lives longer than Cen Huaisheng, that's enough.

"Doctor Cheng, Qin Hanfeng can't know these things. Whether it's for his benefit or mine, you have to keep it from him. He may not want to know these things."

Cen Ziyan slowly closed his eyes, as if silently rejecting all Cheng Xian's good intentions.

Cheng Xian's eyes were sour, and he couldn't persuade him anymore.

"Okay, I promise you."

Cheng Xian walked out of the ward as if fleeing, and opened the door to see Cheng Mu who was dressed in a neat suit but looked full of frivolity.

The other party's suit was half open, the top two buttons of the shirt collar were not fastened, and the tie was casually hanging around his neck. He didn't look like an elite who just got off a negotiating table, like a yuppie who had a fight with someone.

"I went to your office. The nurse said that you came to this ward early in the morning. What's wrong? Who's in there?"

Cheng Mu's gaze fell intentionally or unintentionally on the hospital bed in the glass window frame behind him. The person lying there was thin and thin.

"Still a woman?"

"Cheng Mu, I don't care how you were flirtatious outside before, but this person can't."

Cheng Xian couldn't tell whether he was worried that his brother would be caught in it, or simply didn't want him to confront Qin Hanfeng.

"What's the matter? Is it my future sister-in-law? Then I have to take a closer look." Cheng Mu waved Cheng Xian's hand away, making a gesture to push the door in.

Cheng Xian suspected that Cheng Mu's tricks and methods were all used on him, but after a while, Cheng Xian raised his hand to hold Cheng Mu's elbow, and turned it back skillfully, Cheng Mu's entire face was twisted into a disheveled look.

"I do this trick every time. Is there something new? You are not tired of it, but I am tired of it."

"It doesn't matter if it's novel or not, as long as you can restrain you." Cheng Xian pushed him along the way, and the two quickly walked out of the ward.

Cheng Xian's words have already aroused Cheng Mu's interest. He used Cheng Xian's computer to adjust the information of that ward, but found nothing. He even suspected that Cheng Xian had some shady deal with someone in that ward.

On the fifth day after Cheng Mu came to report to the hospital, Cheng Xian couldn't bear it anymore, "The company has closed down, right? Why are you so idle?"

"You can still sit here safely after the company closed down?" Cheng Mu sat leisurely on the sofa opposite Cheng Xian's desk, his slightly squinted peach eyes looked like an old fox full of calculations.

"Brother, is that person inside really your girlfriend? Then there's no need to hide it so tightly. An ugly daughter-in-law will see her in-laws sooner or later. What are you afraid of?"

Cheng Mu's out-of-the-ordinary teasing made Cheng Xian uneasy, and he never said the phrase "she is Qin Hanfeng's woman" in his heart.

"Okay, it's fine if you don't say it, I'm wasting here every day and no one pays me." Cheng Mu's eyes were raised, and he didn't know what he was planning, but he got up and straightened the hem of his suit, "I'm going first , When you figure it out, call me and let me meet someone."

Of course Cheng Mu didn't leave directly, but 'dropped in' to the VIP ward.

The nurses in Cheng Xian Hospital who had been molested by Cheng Mu ranged from seventy to eighty if not a hundred. They were promiscuous and laughing all the way, and they arrived at that ward smoothly.

As soon as Cheng Mu's hand touched the doorknob, it opened a crack.

Door closed?