Every day I am afraid that the president will find out that I am an undercover agent

Pei Hang had never understood Mu Ling so well for a moment, and he felt that the two of them could be said to be in the same heart at this moment.

He said: "Damn Ulan Balssurun, why hasn't he been thrown into the trash can and humanely destroyed."

Zhou Yan didn't recognize this person, he didn't even realize it was a name, and said, "Throw out what, dry garbage or wet garbage?"

When Mu Ling came, Pei Hang was inhaling oxygen with a grim expression.

He was about to call the doctor immediately, Pei Hang hurriedly reset his facial features, and said, "I'm fine, I'm just angry."

Mu Ling stood at the door of the ward and said "Oh" slowly. Pei Hang took off the mask and put it beside the pillow.When he was doing this, the other party also came in, and instead of sitting down on the stool in front of the bed, he just stood and looked down at Pei Hang slightly.

Mu Ling is wearing a long black windbreaker today, with a high neckline and loose waist buttons to fit his figure.When standing like this and watching others, his expression is cold, and his calm face is not angry and prestige.

——Although Mu Ling has a very deceptive baby face, it is obvious that his own temperament is more suitable for this kind of stern attire.

Pei Hang had no memory of how he got into the hospital, but when he thought about the way he got in, he always felt his scalp tingle when facing Mu Ling.

The other party's eyes fell on the top of his head. Pei Hang straightened his hair and was about to say something.

Mu Ling also spoke at the same time and said, "You feel..."

Their voices collided, and Pei Hang closed his mouth.

Mu Ling paused for a moment, then said, "Say it."

Pei Hang originally wanted to greet you casually if you had eaten, but now he couldn't say anything, so he simply said directly: "I feel pretty good, I haven't thanked you yet, I..."

He scratched his hair again. What he did this time was really stupid enough to suffocate. Without Mu Ling, it's hard to say whether he would be alive.He didn't say thanks for his great kindness, but he had to express it, but it was really difficult to express his thoughts in words.

Mu Ling understood what he meant, pursed her lips, and said "no".

The color of his lips is light, and when he presses it with a little force, a little blood will appear, and because of the shallow force, the color will loosen and quickly fade away, returning to paleness.

Pei Hang thought he couldn't be more embarrassing, and said with some self-deprecation: "I've only been on the job for a month, and I've caused you trouble several times. An apology alone can't make up for the bad influence on Tianhua."

What he said was quite sincere. Mu Ling hadn't shown up in public for many years, and the matter of being involved in the bureau was suppressed anyway. This time, taking advantage of his limelight, Mu Ling was severely watched. It is estimated that the whole school is now racking their brains to find out Mu Ling's identity, and Tianhua's PR will probably hate Pei Hang to death.

Mu Ling quickly answered him: "No."

He had a broken throat and couldn't speak too fast.Pei Hang was stunned at first, as if he had encountered a real-life sloth lightning, and then gradually got used to his boss's always slow response.

But Mu Ling didn't always speak slowly, and he would still speak at a normal speed when encountering urgent matters. Maybe this would put a heavy burden on him, and he would be extraordinarily silent that day after he finished speaking.

To sum up, as long as you pay attention to observation, you can basically judge Mu Ling's emotions from various details.

Just like now, Pei Hang was keenly aware that he answered too quickly, as if he was in a hurry.

Mu Ling said again: "You have done a lot, not to add to the chaos."

Pei Hang tentatively said, "Thank you, boss, for your appreciation?"

Mu Ling frowned, with a serious face, as if he was not satisfied with his answer.

Pei Hang is a smart person, so he immediately looked serious and said, "Don't worry, boss, I just signed a three-party contract, and I have no plans to resign for the time being."

Mu Ling said in a low voice, "Yes." Then his face softened.

Then he sat down on the stool, did not forget to open the back of the windbreaker, bent his long legs, and said, "Don't do such a thing next time."

When Pei Hang saw his posture of having a long talk, his heart started to tremble again: "I know."

Mu Ling didn't seem to have anything to say, he was quiet for a while, and turned his gaze to the head of the bed.

Zhou Yan brought him fruit, and Mu Ling grabbed one of the apples, held it in his hand and asked him, "Do you want to eat it?"

Pei Hang quickly shook his head: "No need."

Mu Ling said, "I want to eat."

He peeled the fruit himself, and the slender fruit knife was like a murderous weapon in his hand. Pei Hang had never seen anyone peel an apple with a knife.

If the knife is bigger, it is simply a practice of belly cutting.

Both the apple and the knife returned to Pei Hang before he cut himself.

He is fine now, but he is still infused with fluids, and his movements are not convenient.

But peeling an apple is still very simple. He can peel it completely and continuously, even if his hands are shaking a little now, it doesn't affect his performance at all.

Pei Hang handed the apple to Mu Ling. When the latter took it, he touched his hand that was still infused with the infusion, and said, "It's too cold." Then he stretched out his other hand to hold it, put it in the palm, and stopped moving.

Pei Hang: "..."

This situation immediately reminded him of the last time he took Mu Ling to eat noodles at night.

When he touched Mu Ling's cold skin when he took the coat from Mu Ling's hand, he subconsciously said "too cold".

Then he took care of taking the man to the noodle shop.

I don't know if Mu Ling and his old man heard his muttering in a low voice and deliberately reproduced the scene, or it was just a coincidence.

But no matter what, it feels too weird to be held so gently by someone, and this person is Mu Ling, the effect can be said to be very scary.

Pei Hang laughed dryly and said, "I want to eat an apple too." He hurriedly pulled his hand away from Mu Ling's.

He peeled half of the skin, and Xiao Shanshan came.

When she came, she had a fire extinguisher in her hand.

Pei Hang still didn't eat the apples, Xiao Shanshan asked if there was any water to drink when she entered the door, and he gave her the freshly peeled ones.

Mu Ling sat on the stool and gnawed the apple indifferently.

Xiao Shanshan had a background as the CEO, and said, "I'm sorry I'm late, I went up first."

Pei Hang asked what was on it.

Xiao Shanshan said, "Yang Zheng is upstairs."

Pei Hang's first reaction: "You actually went to see him first instead of me."

His second reaction was: "What is Yang doing in the hospital?"

Xiao Shanshan raised her chin at Mu Ling: "Ask this boss."

Pei Hang looked at Mu Ling with great curiosity in his eyes.

The president stopped eating the apple, and held half of it in his hand. After a long silence, he said, "I was stopped by him when I entered the door, and I vaguely saw you lying on the ground in the room, so... I'm serious."

Pei Hang couldn't help but gasped.

The last time Mu Ling made a move, when the other party went to the doctor, one or two were barely conscious.

Now that this is the case, Mu Ling never said that he was too aggressive.

Pei Hang asked Xiao Shanshan: "Surname... How is student Yang?"

Xiao Shanshan said: "It's okay, I can still talk when I go, but I probably can't now."

Only then did Pei Hang realize that the fire extinguisher in her hand was stained with blood and traces of violent impact.

Over there, Mu Ling was still saying, "The situation was urgent."

Xiao Shanshan said: "No need to explain, you were very handsome at the time, and the way you smashed the door with your bare hands was so awesome. If Pei Hang wasn't here, I would have knelt down and sung you a song of conquest."

Pei Hang said, "You can sing even if I'm here."

Xiao Shanshan said, "It's not necessary, it's not necessary."

She threw the fire extinguisher under the bed and went to wash her hands with an apple in her mouth.

Mu Ling stood up and said, "I'm leaving first, you remember to rest early."

Pei Hang saw that the hem of his windbreaker was not smoothed, and he became obsessive-compulsive, saying: "Boss, go slowly." He wanted to reach out to straighten his clothes.

Mu Ling turned around fiercely, the hem of his clothes hit Pei Hang's hand, and he left the ward as quickly as the wind.

When Xiao Shanshan came back, she saw that someone was missing: "Hey, he's gone anyway, and I want to set a time to treat you two to dinner."

Pei Hang asked: "What to eat?"

“Seafood buffet.”

Inviting a person who just came back from hell due to allergies to eat seafood buffet, Pei Hang also couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

"We'll talk about it after I'm discharged from the hospital, but Mr. Mu will forget it," he said, "It took me a month to recuperate his body and he has improved. Don't eat and hurt your stomach and go back to the pre-liberation overnight."

He was still a little worried. Mu Ling didn't seem to have anything to say when he sat down, but simply wanted to stay here.

If this is the case, then he left too suddenly, and Pei Hang knocked on Mu Ling's WeChat for the reason of treating guests to dinner.

Mu Ling replied quickly: "I won't go, you young people have fun."

Pei Hang stared at his reply, but couldn't see any problem.

Sliding his finger up, he saw the conversation between Yang Zheng pretending to be him and Mu Ling.

Pei Hang: "………………………"

Zhou Yan said that Yang Zheng also used his heart to fool him, and imitated his tone and words very sincerely, even he was deceived.

Then why did Mu Ling realize something was wrong?

Pei Hang didn't want to understand at first, he felt that the two of them were not very familiar, so it should be easy to fool them.

Now he knows.

Yang Zheng was really good at imitating, and the character design didn't collapse at all!

He used Pei Hang's usual language style full of hatred -

He mocked Mu Ling to death.