Lucky to Have You Till the End

The woman kept her pale face and shook her head, her mouth babbling indistinctly.

Both Mo Chiwei and Chi Zhiheng were taken aback.

"What's wrong with your throat?"

The woman shook her head in panic, she wanted to close the door, but Mo Chiwei wouldn't let her close.

"Zhiheng, call the doctor over."

The female doctor hurriedly got out of the car carrying the medicine box.

Mo Chiwei looked at the woman who kept shaking his head, his expression stern, "You are Meng Baizhi."

His tone of direct affirmation.

The woman kept shaking her head, she couldn't make a sound, and she kept waving her hands in a hurry.

Chi Zhiheng scratched his scalp suspiciously. Although this woman's facial features resembled Bai Zhi, how could she be so downhearted?

"Fourth brother, will you admit the wrong person?" The Bai Zhi in his impression, the lotus from the clear water, is noble and elegant, pure and beautiful, it is impossible to be like this.

The face and hands were so suffocated, they were not smooth at all, and there was no beauty.

Mo Chiwei's quiet eyes gave Chi Zhiheng a dazzling warning, "Shut up!"

He forced the door open and winked at the female doctor.

After the female doctor entered, Mo Chiwei and Chi Zhiheng leaned on the wall and smoked, "Four brother, if she is Bai Zhi, what are you going to do in the future?"

Chi Zhiheng once witnessed the love between Mo Chiwei and Meng Baizhi. At that time, they were still young. He vaguely remembered the scene of the young Mo Chiwei riding Meng Baizhi on a bicycle. The young Qingjun's eyebrows were With a green and gentle smile, the young girl pulling his clothes behind her, with a crisp smile and beautiful eyebrows.

He once thought that his fourth brother would never marry any woman except Meng Baizhi in his life.

Mo Chiwei speeded up his smoking. Obviously he didn't expect to find Meng Baizhi who had been missing for several years here.

For a long time, he didn't answer Chi Zhiheng's words, so Chi Zhiheng no longer asked more questions.

The female doctor came out of the room, and she called Mo Chiwei aside, "Her right hand muscle was broken, her throat was destroyed, and there were many traces of abuse on her body. Her mental state is not good. In the city, a dual therapy combining body and mind is carried out."

Mo Chiwei nodded silently.

Mo Chiwei entered the room and looked at the woman who had shrunk in the corner of the bed and hugged her knees and did not dare to look at him. He walked over and crouched in front of her, his voice low and hoarse, "Bai Zhi, I am A Leng Don't be afraid, we are going home."

The woman slowly raised her head, her eyes were red, and the tip of her nose was red. She looked at Mo Chiwei's eyes shrinking, as if thinking of something, she looked at him firmly again, opened her mouth, and spit out hard. "Ah, A Leng..."

Mo Chiwei nodded solemnly.

The woman's lips kept trembling, tears gushing out like a bank burst.

Wei Mo Chi wanted to take her to the car outside. She kept shaking her head, her body kept shrinking into the corner, and she spit out a word in a broken mouth, "Dirty..."

Mo Chiweijian frowned tightly, his dark eyes rolled with anger and gloom, "Did that man hurt you?"

The woman shook her head.

"I will find the person who hurt you." Despite her trembling and resistance, he forcibly picked her up from the ground.

Putting it in the car, Mo Chiwei said to Chi Zhiheng, "You take her back to Ancheng Hospital for treatment."

Chi Zhiheng nodded, "Okay."

Just as Mo Chiwei was about to get out of the car, a rough and scarred little hand suddenly pinched the corner of his clothes.

Mo Chiwei patted her on the head, "Don't worry, Zhiheng will arrange everything."