black mandala

Mu Yuan nodded in agreement, "And then?"

"Then—try to do something beneficial to the other party to make the other party change. Maybe in this way, the two people can slowly reconcile!"

After listening to Li Dongxu's words, Xiao Muyuan nodded as if he understood, "That's it?"

"Er—that's it!"

Isn't this a very common way to make friends?Xiao Muyuan was as modest as a primary school student, while Li Dongxu was serious as a university professor.

But—is there something wrong?Li Dongxu looked at Xiao Muyuan with a strange expression.

Could it be that he didn't understand Xiao Muyuan's spirit?Misunderstanding?

Xiao Muyuan silently leaned back on the back of the chair, continued to smoke his cigarette, play with his meditation, the smoke in his hand went straight up, and after a while there was only a column of ash left.

Li Dongxu was still waiting for his next words.

The second cigarette was lit, and the person sitting at the desk tapped the table with his fingers a few times, and finally turned his head unnaturally, "Dong Xu, go and help me with something."

"Mr. Xiao, you will do as you ordered!"

Xiao Muyuan hooked his fingers at him, and Li Dongxu moved closer.

He Qingwen opened the door, and he sighed in surprise and helplessness when he saw the person standing outside the door.

"Come in!"

The people outside the door just lowered their heads, kept rubbing their frozen hands, biting their pale lips, and then slowly walked into the room after hearing He Qingwen's urging again.

"Why didn't you knock on the door earlier, how long have you been standing outside?"

He Qingwen was a little panicked, and immediately walked into the kitchen, poured out a cup of hot water, handed it to Rong Yuan, and then pulled her to sit on the sofa.

"Silly girl, what if you get sick in such a cold day?"

Rong Yuan was shaking all over, her body was cold, and her heart was even colder.

She kept her eyes downcast, not speaking, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and a huge teardrop fell straight down to the back of her hand, forming a puddle of water.

"Yuanyuan!" He Qingwen squatted in front of the sofa, wiped her cheek with his hand, and suddenly realized that the temperature on her face was wrong, "Yuanyuan, you have a fever!"

He Qingwen touched her forehead with the back of his hand and his face respectively, and it was frighteningly hot.

"No, you have to go to the hospital immediately!"

As he said, he got up quickly and wanted to go to the hall to take off his coat, but a tight hug stopped him.

"Brother Qingwen, don't go!" The voice behind him was sobbing, sobbing that it was almost inaudible.

He Qingwen raised his head and took a deep breath, "Yuanyuan, be obedient!"

The little head behind him shook violently, refusing to separate from He Qingwen, not even for a moment.

"Yuanyuan!" He Qingwen wanted to break her hands away so that he could turn around, but those beautiful hands that usually seemed weak were full of strength at this moment.

He Qingwen finally couldn't bear it.

"Okay, I'm not leaving, Yuanyuan, brother will take you upstairs, can you take a hot shower?" He Qingwen patted her hand to reassure her, "Hey, take a shower, take some medicine, rest assured Get a good night's sleep, and you'll be fine tomorrow!"

"Don't—leave me, Brother Qingwen!"

"I'm not leaving—"

"Really?"

"Well, really!" He Qingwen nodded.

Rong Yuan let go of the hand holding He Qingwen, and made He Qingwen turn around in front of her.

Tears had already filled her cheeks, and Rong Yuan kept sobbing, He Qingwen couldn't help it, and tears also wet her eyes.

Injustice——

He hugged Rong Yuan's trembling body and patted her on the back lightly.

"Okay, okay! I have been acting like a baby since I was a child, I really can't grow up!"

It's okay if I don't say anything, but when these words came out, Rong Yuan's tears were like a flood that broke the embankment. She burst into tears and threw herself into He Qingwen's arms, wiping her snot and tears on He Qingwen's body mercilessly.

"Yes, I just—I won't grow up, I don't want to grow up——I want my brother Qingwen to come back, you come back——Brother Qingwen——Brother Qingwen—"

The small pink fist kept beating He Qingwen's chest. He Qingwen closed his eyes, enduring the pain from his heart.

Yuanyuan, brother, why don't you want to go back, go back——

However, brother can't go back!

Never go back!

He opened his eyes, and the surrounding walls were like a cage, he couldn't break free, and couldn't escape.

It turns out that the real prison is not a cage, but your own heart.

☆, extravagant hope

?Thick mist dispersed from the bathroom. He Qingwen sat on the ground with his back to the bathroom door.

"Brother Qingwen?"

"I'm here!"

"Oh!" The sound of water dripping continued from the bathroom.

He Qingwen sighed heavily, pinching the space between his brows with his hands.

Zhang Qiaoshan, Qiao Wang, Qi Liu, these people have all received their due retribution, his revenge has come to an end, logically speaking he should breathe a sigh of relief.

But why?He didn't feel like he should be excited, but he just felt very tired, very tired, so tired that he was a little at a loss, not knowing where to go next.

And—Rong Shiming, what should this person do?

He Qingwen rested his head on the bathroom door, wandering in his mind.

Because when facing the enemy who made him gnash his teeth, the shadow of another person always appeared in his mind.

The man in the bathroom, he couldn't ignore.

Rong Yuan is innocent!

He has never been able to do it. With his own hands, he personally pushed that innocent child into the abyss where he could never turn over, and let her suffer the same situation as himself.

Brother Qingwen, Brother Qingwen——

Every sound, every sentence is hitting his heart, the deepest and softest place.

Rong Shiming——Should you thank my father's spirit in heaven, or should you thank your daughter.

Unexpectedly, you have committed a lot of crimes, but you can get the protection of so many people.

Humph--

The sound of running water in the bathroom stopped, He Qingwen pulled the blanket prepared aside, unfolded it, and prepared to wrap it around Rong Yuan when she came out.

The door of the bathroom opened slowly, and Rong Yuan walked out amidst the mist.

but it is--

"Yuanyuan!" Holding the blanket, He Qingwen suddenly turned his head to the other side, "Hurry up—put on your clothes!"

Rong Yuan, who was standing at the door of the bathroom, walked towards He Qingwen step by step with her graceful naked body.

"Brother Qingwen, look at me!"

He Qingwen had no choice but to step back step by step, covering his eyes with a blanket.

"Nonsense, Yuanyuan!"

"I'm not messing around, Brother Qingwen!" Rong Yuan ran over in a hurry, reaching out to grab the blanket He Qingwen was blocking her eyes.

"Yuanyuan, you are not a child, how can you be so willful!"

"Yes, I'm not a child anymore, I've grown up, brother Qingwen, look at me!" Rong Yuan held back her tears and walked towards He Qingwen unwaveringly, "Brother, turn your head around, I just want you to see me!" Look, this body has grown, and it has become a real woman! Brother!"

"Put on your clothes—"

"Do not--"

"Yuanyuan! What exactly do you want?" He Qingwen roared in a low voice, avoiding his eyes from left to right.

Rong Yuan didn't care about anything, no matter what He Qingwen said or how to avoid it, there was only one thought in her mind.

"Brother Qingwen, I want you to hug me—"

Not knowing where the brute force came from, she pulled off the blanket and desperately squeezed into He Qingwen's arms.

He Qingwen took a big step back from being hit, he raised his head helplessly, looked at the white roof, and raised his hands high.

"Brother Qingwen, hug me, hug me like a woman!"

He Qingwen closed his eyes, "Yuanyuan, I'm your brother!"

"But I never wanted to be your sister!"

She hugged He Qingwen's waist tightly, desperately sticking it up, using her mature woman's body to tease and seduce him vigorously, but this was an incomparable torture for He Qingwen. One could truly feel that there was only a piece of clothing separating him from a proud body with bumps and convexities.

"Enough, Yuanyuan, calm down!"

"I'm calm!"

"Yuanyuan! Stop."

He Qingwen gritted his teeth to persuade her, but Aiyuan couldn't listen to anything, she raised her head, held He Qingwen's face, and wanted to offer her own lips.

He Qingwen couldn't bear it anymore, and finally yelled at her, "Rong Yuan—do you know what you're doing?" He grabbed Rong Yuan's shoulders and pushed her out.

Rong Yuan fell to the ground. Taking advantage of this moment, He Qingwen immediately turned around and picked up the blanket on the ground, turning his back on her.

"Put it on, or—never let me see you again."

"Qingwen—brother?" Rong Yuan looked at He Qingwen blankly, but the tall and straight back was so determined, "Brother, do you really—don't want to talk to me anymore?"

He Qingwen turned his back to her, closed his eyes, shut the tears inside, and swallowed them raw.He clenched his fingers into a fist, piercing his palm with his nails, letting all the pain gather on his body.

Body pain is always better than heart pain.

He couldn't bear such heart-piercing pain!If you bear it, he will go crazy!

There was no response, Rong Yuan resigned herself to her fate and stood up slowly, picked up the blanket and put it on her body, then turned around slowly and walked back to the bathroom.

bang——

The sound of the bathroom door closing came from behind. He Qingwen opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

After a while, the bathroom door opened again, and Rong Yuan came out wearing the clothes she had when she came.

"Sorry! Brother Qingwen, I'm bothering you!"

He Qingwen turned around tentatively, and was a little dazed when he saw Rong Yuan walking towards the door in all her clothes.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm sorry to bother you so late, I-I'm going back!"

Rong Yuan turned her head, stopped looking at He Qingwen, and reached out to grab the doorknob of the bedroom.

"Wait a minute—" He Qingwen caught up in two or three steps, and twisted Rong Yuan's shoulder.

Sure enough, a clear and beautiful face was covered with tears, and her red and swollen eyes told how embarrassing she was crying just now in the bathroom, while getting dressed.

"Yuanyuan, why are you so stupid? You know that I—"

He Qingwen didn't know what to say. His past was so embarrassing and embarrassing, even more embarrassing than what Rong Yuan did just now.

What qualifications does he have to persuade others, even everything he has achieved today comes from a dirty deal, and his hands——

How could his hands touch Rong Yuan, she was as pure as water, but he was so dirty!

He Qingwen withdrew his hand abruptly as if being touched by electricity, flustered and at a loss for what to do.

"elder brother?"

Has it become a luxury to ask for a comforting hug now?

Rong Yuan looked at He Qingwen's withdrawn hands and smiled wryly.

Sure enough, everything has changed, and there is no going back——

"Brother, I—"

Rong Yuan stumbled and took a step forward, suddenly her vision became extremely blurred, her head sank, and she lay obliquely on the ground.

"Yuanyuan—" He Qingwen came back to his senses in shock, and helped Rong Yuan's upper body, "Yuanyuan, what's wrong with you, wake up!"

He pressed his face against Rong Yuan's forehead, feeling a little hotter than before.

"Damn it!" He Qingwen gritted his teeth, blaming himself for not sticking to his position before and sending Rong Yuan to the hospital.

He picked up Rong Yuan, kicked open the door, and walked away.

Rong Yuan slept in the hospital all night, and when she finally regained consciousness and wanted to open her eyes, she found that her eyelids were so heavy that she wanted to use her hands to open them.

She shook her head lightly, trying to shake off the heaviness.

"Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan—" He Qingwen called softly in her ear, "Yuanyuan, are you awake?"

Hearing this person's voice, Rong Yuan's eyelids trembled slightly.

It seemed that it took all the strength in his body to open his eyes a crack.

A beam of white light came, forcing her to close her eyes again.

He Qingwen hurried to the window, pulled the thick curtains vigorously, and then returned to the bed.

"Okay, there's no more light, Yuanyuan, open your eyes!"

Hearing the sound, she opened her eyes, and a figure fell into her eyes.

"Qingwen——" She only uttered two words, and found that her throat was as dry as if it had been exposed to the sun in the desert. Every time she said a word, there was a tearing pain.

She frowned, tried hard to endure the pain, and looked towards He Qingwen.

It's good that Brother Qingwen didn't ignore her, he was still by her side.

"Don't be in a hurry to talk. You had a fever last night and just subsided. It's normal for your throat to be swollen." He Qingwen fetched a glass of water from the cabinet beside him, scooped out a spoonful, and blew lightly once or twice , and handed it to Rong Yuan's mouth, "Come on, drink some water first!"

He Qingwen's voice was as soft as singing a lullaby, Rong Yuan bit her pale lips tightly, tears rolled in her eyes twice, and slid down the corners of her eyes.

"What's wrong?" He Qingwen hurriedly put down the cup in his hand, and took a towel to wipe her tears, Rong Yuan took the opportunity to grab his hand.

He Qingwen was stunned for a moment, stopped moving, and sighed softly.

Rong Yuan held his hand and pressed it to her face, there was a hint of coolness from the fingertips, which made people want to warm it inexplicably.

While stroking the back of He Qingwen's hand, she looked at him quietly, keeping her eyes on him for a moment, afraid that once she closed her eyes, He Qingwen would disappear from her eyes.

"Yuanyuan—" He Qingwen paused, took a breath, and continued, "You are still too young to understand that the path of a person's life is sometimes—you can't choose it yourself, and your future path It's still very long, your world won't be just me, you will live your life—"

"No—" Rong Yuan shook her head, and squeezed out a word from her hoarse voice, feeling extremely painful and suffering.

He Qingwen sighed, stroked her cheek with his hands, and felt that she had lost a lot of weight compared to the last time he saw her.

No, she shouldn't have to bear too much.

His hatred originally didn't want to implicate too many people, the wrong has its own leader, the debt has its owner, each should have his own retribution.

However, it seems that he is too naive!

He hurt people he didn't want to hurt, and hurt people he cared about.

what to do?He asked himself more than once.

Give up revenge?So what's the point of him betraying himself?How can he get back what he lost?

He withdrew his hand and withdrew his heart.

Pick up the water glass and continue the previous action.

"Yuanyuan, let yourself get better and be strong, not for me, but for your father."

Rong Yuan stared blankly at He Qingwen and at the water glass in his hand.

The world is distorted by the water in the cup.

Then what will her world be like?

☆, puzzle

?He Qingwen took care of Rong Yuan to take the medicine, and talked a lot with her. Rong Yuan didn't fall asleep again until the medicine took effect.

On the delicate and beautiful sick face, there are still tears.

He Qingwen sat by the bed and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

He walked out of the ward gently and closed the door.

Weier saw He Qingwen coming out, and immediately went to greet him.

"gentlemen!"

"Hush!" He Qingwen motioned him to whisper.

Weier peeked in through the small window on the door, "Sir, I have already arranged someone to take care of Miss Rong."

"En!" He Qingwen nodded.

Weier saw that He Qingwen was still looking into the ward uneasy, and advised softly, "Mr. Devon, you haven't closed your eyes all night, do you want to go to another room to rest first?"

He waved his hand, "Let's talk later!"

After looking through the small window on the door for a while, seeing that Rong Yuan was sleeping soundly, she withdrew to the side.

Pressing the center of his eyebrows with his hands, he felt a little dizzy, but he still didn't want to sleep.

"There is one more thing that needs to be done."

When He Qingwen thought of this, he felt powerless.

Before going to bed, Rong Yuan begged him to help hide her father, which obviously created another problem for him.

He sighed a long time, and said to Will, "Get someone to inform Miss Rong's house, it's best to say—"

He Qingwen frowned, distressed because he didn't know how to speak.

I heard that Rong Shiming had been ill since he returned from the cemetery that day, and if he knew that Rong Yuan was admitted to the hospital, his condition would definitely get worse.

Rong Shiming, he didn't care, the only thing he was worried about was Rong Yuan.

Because once Rong Shiming fell, Rong Yuan would be helpless, so for the sake of Rong Yuan, he couldn't kill Rong Shiming.

Weier has been standing by his side waiting, seeing that he is frowning, he can only remind, "Sir, I'm afraid our person is not suitable."

That's right, it can't be said by his people, Rong Shiming's nerves are very fragile now, and He Qingwen is a scourge to him.

He could only suspect that He Qingwen detained Rong Yuan, or that it was not good for Rong Yuan.

He Qingwen sighed lightly.

what to do?How to say?Who is to say?

"Maybe we can find someone to pretend to be Miss Rong's colleague."

"Colleague?" He Qingwen thought for a while.

His thoughts were spinning, and suddenly, he thought of a person.

Yes, that's right, this person is the most suitable.

He Qingwen smiled faintly as he thought about it.

******

Xiao Muyuan raised his head and looked at Li Dongxu in disbelief.

"What did you say?"

Li Dongxu covered the phone, his voice was so low that only his lips could be seen moving.

"Mr. Xiao—it's He Qingwen's call—"

Xiao Muyuan stood up from the chair suddenly, as if the deity was standing in front of him, he quickly straightened his clothes.

He cleared his voice, took the phone from Li Dongxu's hand, and started pacing in the room.

"Hi, I'm Xiao Muyuan!"

"Hello, Director Xiao!"

"Master He? Hehe!" Xiao Muyuan pretended to be surprised, "Is Xiao a dream?"

"What? Surprised?"

Xiao Muyuan chuckled lightly, "It's really a little bit!" After a pause, he continued, "Is there anything I need Xiao to do for Mr. He?"

He Qingwen on the other end of the phone paused slowly, and then smiled softly twice. His lazy tone was extraordinarily magnetic and alluring.

Xiao Muyuan listened, and took a deep breath. His heart, which had lost its normal beating frequency, accelerated uncontrollably at this moment, making a pounding sound.

He Qingwen didn't make a sound, and Xiao Muyuan also stopped pacing, keeping the surroundings unusually quiet.

There was silence on both sides for a while, and then the other side of the phone continued, "Xiao Muyuan, I'll get straight to the point. I really have something to ask for today!"

Xiao Muyuan was a little surprised, he didn't expect that He Qingwen would really ask him for something, and what surprised him even more was that he would still keep such a low profile.

After thinking about his words, he replied, "Mr. He, why are you so polite? If you have something to do, just tell me!" Xiao Muyuan smiled, but felt a little nervous.

He Qingwen hissed over the phone and said, "I dare not take orders!" After thinking for a while, he continued, "Rong Yuan is sick, and she is in the hospital now."

"What?" Xiao Muyuan suddenly stood up straight.

"She came to see me last night - she had a high fever and fell asleep all night, and just woke up." He Qingwen tried to be as brief as possible, only telling Xiao Muyuan, Rong Yuan's current situation.

Xiao Muyuan sighed softly, for Rong Yuan's stupidity!

But why not himself—even if he is between Rong Yuan and He Qingwen, and will always be regarded as a bridge, he will probably be happy with it!

Of course, to be chosen as a bridge, you have to be looked down upon by others, and you should be grateful.

Dare to complain?

Xiao Muyuan smiled wryly on the phone, but He Qingwen heard something strange.

"Why? Director Xiao is unwilling to help?"

"Ah! No, no!" Xiao Muyuan quickly explained, "It's rare for Mr. He to open his mouth to ask Xiao, how could I, Xiao Muyuan, refuse, I feel honored before it's too late."

"Oh! Xiao Muyuan, can you be more hypocritical?"

This is really a big injustice!

Xiao Muyuan supported his forehead, "He Qingwen, I'm telling the truth!"

But He Qingwen just snorted coldly, and then got back to the topic, he let out a long breath and said, "Rong Yuan will be hospitalized for two days of observation, please——find a way to hide it for Rong Yuan for two days."

"Help who? Rong Shiming?" Xiao Muyuan was stunned.

"Xiao Muyuan, are you asking knowingly?"

Xiao Muyuan scratched the back of his head - it's really hard to be a good guy!

Why does he always encounter thankless errands?

What surprised him even more was when this vengeful Shura became a kind-hearted Bodhisattva, caring about Rong Shiming's feelings?

"Xiao Muyuan?"

"Uh - listening!"

The other end of the phone paused, then continued, "I'm for Rong Yuan."

Xiao Muyuan smiled lightly, "I guessed it!"

"Will you help me?"

"Of course, it's my duty!"

It was really easy to say, Xiao Muyuan hung up the phone, only to realize that this matter is really much more difficult than imagined.

Is there any reason to let Rong Yuan stay outside for two days, and let Rong Shiming ignore it?

He Qingwen actually gave him such a big problem!

He turned his eyes to Li Dongxu who was standing aside, and Li Dongxu shuddered all over.

Xiao Muyuan hooked his fingers towards him.

******

He Qingwen woke up from the dream immediately when he heard a noise coming from the next door.

He turned over and sat up on the bed, and was about to land when Will opened the door and walked in.

"What's going on? What's the sound?"

Will glanced in the direction of the next ward.

"Yuanyuan? What's wrong with her?" He Qingwen continued to ask.

Weier wanted to keep it a secret, but he didn't dare to lie to He Qingwen.

She lowered her head and said, "Miss Rong woke up and found that you were not there. She fell off the bed and knocked over the medicine bottle."

After hearing this, He Qingwen hurriedly jumped off the bed, before he even had time to put on his shoes, he ran out with a sword step.

"Yuanyuan!"

He ran into Rong Yuan's ward and found two nurses supporting her, persuading her to lie back on the bed.

Rong Yuan didn't speak, but shook her head desperately, wanting to go out the door, but when she heard He Qingwen's voice, she immediately stopped struggling.

"Qing—" Rong Yuan squeezed out a word from her swollen throat, and tears immediately fell from her eyes in pain.

"Go back to the bed!" Half forcing, half pushing, she sent Rong Yuan back to the bed.

He Qingwen covered Rong Yuan with a quilt, and when he moved, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the sole of his foot.

"Mr. Devon!" Weier just walked in from the door holding He Qingwen's shoes, when he saw He Qingwen leaning on the cabinet and slowly raised his foot.

The bright red blood stained the white cotton socks, and Deville panicked when he saw it.

"Doctor—" he shouted towards the door, raising his hand to call for the person guarding the door, "Come and find a doctor, Mr. Devon is injured."

The man didn't dare to delay after listening for a moment, turned around and ran towards the medical room at the end of the straight corridor.

When Weier returned to the room, he saw that Rong Yuan was also struggling to get up to check on He Qingwen's injuries. He Qingwen and two nurses were busy pushing her back to the bed. For a while, there was a commotion in the ward.

Just as Will was about to step forward, he suddenly felt the door behind him being opened again, but it was impossible for the doctor to come so quickly.

He turned his head and saw Xiao Muyuan standing at the door with a large bouquet of flowers in his hand. Seeing the situation in the ward, he was suddenly stunned.

"Uh—excuse me!"

"Xiao Muyuan? Why are you here?"

The people in the room looked at him in unison, and all of them stopped for a while.

Xiao Muyuan smiled and shook the flowers in his hand towards He Qingwen, but when he lowered his head, he saw that the white cotton socks that He Qingwen had lifted up were covered in blood, so red that it was dazzling, which made people worry.

Without taking any time to think about it, he strode over and stuffed the large bouquet of flowers into Weier's hand. Without further ado, he put his left arm around He Qingwen's waist, his right hand lifted his leg, and swayed gently. , put He Qingwen on Rong Yuan's hospital bed.

The next moment, Xiao Muyuan squatted down and reached out to hold He Qingwen's injured foot.

"Why are you so careless?"

Xiao Muyuan saw that a piece of broken glass was inserted/inserted into the red-stained white sock, and the blood was still flowing out, he couldn't help feeling distressed, and his brows frowned instantly.

Xiao Muyuan held his feet in his hands. This gesture was too ambiguous, which made He Qingwen flush with embarrassment.

"Xiao Muyuan, you—"

He reflexively wanted to pull his foot back, but Xiao Muyuan's hand clasped his ankle tightly.

The two pulled and pulled, went back and forth two or three times, but Xiao Muyuan's grip did not relax at all.

"Xiao Muyuan, let go—"

Xiao Muyuan raised his head and raised his eyebrows, "Injured people should not move around, it seems like you said that."

He Qingwen was a little dumb. He remembered that when Xiao Muyuan was injured last time, he seemed to have done the same thing and said the same words, and now Xiao Muyuan taught him the same words again. Does this count as using his own? Stone yourself in the foot?

"Xiao Muyuan, are you and I offending each other? Why am I so unlucky every time I meet you?"

Xiao Muyuan chuckled twice, "Mr. He, did you remember wrongly? I remember that I was the one who was injured last time."

"That's right, but if it wasn't for you last time, I wouldn't have rolled down the mountain."

The topics became somewhat tit-for-tat, and the atmosphere gradually became dignified.

Xiao Muyuan sighed, and laughed at himself, "It seems that Xiao is really guilty, and he deserved it!"

☆, thoughts

After being ignored for a long time, a man with a big bouquet finally couldn't stand it any longer. Standing behind Xiao Muyuan, he cleared his throat.

"Mr. Devon, the doctor is here." Weier squinted at Xiao Muyuan through the bouquet.

Xiao Muyuan turned sideways and withdrew to the side, making way for the medical staff who appeared at the door, but he still held He Qingwen's ankle in his hand and did not let go.

The doctor looked down at He Qingwen's blood-red socks, then squatted down, took out a pair of disposal scissors from the medicine box, and cut them off one by one along the sock tube.

The blood seeped quickly, and dripped onto the floor along the soles of the feet. The red liquid stained He Qingwen's tender white soles like a piece of natural blood jade. Xiao Muyuan held it in his hand, as if he was treating a treasure.

The doctor held He Qingwen's foot, took out the tweezers, and then glanced at Xiao Muyuan, "Hold his foot, don't let him move around."

"Well, I see." He nodded seriously.

It hurt when the glass shards were pulled out, and Xiao Muyuan felt He Qingwen's legs shrink back involuntarily, so he stepped up his hand.

"Well--"

Xiao Muyuan heard He Qingwen take a sharp breath, so he raised his head and stared at him.

He saw He Qingwen biting his lower lip lightly, and his pink lips were bitten with shallow tooth marks, and his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his face showed forbearance, which made people's hearts slightly sway, and there was a feeling of excitement. ripple.

Xiao Muyuan couldn't help but stared in a daze.

He Qingwen who was sitting on the bed glanced down at him, then turned his head silently.

The doctor treated He Qingwen's foot injury and left with the medicine box.

Xiao Muyuan stood up and wanted to help He Qingwen to another bed in the ward, but who would have thought that just as he stretched out his hand, a large sea of ​​flowers appeared in front of his eyes.

He rubbed his itchy nose stimulated by the petals, and then moved the bouquet away from his eyes. He saw that Weier had lifted He Qingwen respectfully, like a believer serving the god he believed in.

As for He Qingwen, it was a matter of course that he was superior.

Xiao Muyuan laughed at himself, and decided to be a sensible person. Holding the flower, he turned to the other person on the bed, and smiled at Rong Yuan, "I wish you a speedy recovery!"

After changing hands several times, the bouquet was finally delivered to the master.

Rong Yuan took the flower with some astonishment, and pointed to her throat with her finger.

Xiao Muyuan frowned, "So serious?"

"That's why I asked you to help." He Qingwen glanced at him coldly.

"Oh! So it is like this!" Xiao Muyuan raised his eyebrows, realizing.

He Qingwen sat on the opposite bed, looked at the foot covered in white bandages, frowned, and then glanced at Will.

Weier also stared at him, said nothing, still stood quietly aside.

He Qingwen thought for a moment, then looked at Xiao Muyuan, "I didn't expect you to find it so soon. I remember, I didn't tell you which hospital it was."

"Hehe, it's not that Xiao can't think. I've asked Dongxu to check it." Xiao Muyuan looked around and sat on He Qingwen's bed by himself.

He Qingwen supported the side of the bed, subconsciously moved to the other side.

"Okay, Mr. Xiao, you are the reincarnated Zhuge, and you have clever calculations. I, He Qingwen, dare not question it, but I don't know if you have completed the matter I am asking for?"

Xiao Muyuan folded his arms around his chest, and replied with a smile, "I knew you were worried, so Xiao came over here on purpose to personally deal with you."

"Oh? So fast?"

"How dare Mr. Xiao delay the order issued by Mr. He, but I will follow the order as soon as I see it, and I dare not delay for a moment."

He Qingwen nodded, and replied sincerely, "Thank you!"

Such a sentence is enough, Xiao Muyuan is very satisfied.

Then he looked at Rongyuan, "I asked Dongxu to go to your house to fetch your laptop, and told your father that I'm going to Japan to discuss a business, and the other party wanted to see a novel advertising design concept, so I made a temporary decision Take you away, come back in two days, please rest assured."

Rong Yuan nodded gratefully to Xiao Muyuan, smiled again, and reluctantly uttered the word "thank you".

"I didn't expect that your relationship with Rong Shiming would become so close. Yuanyuan is with you, and he can be so relieved."

He Qingwen's tone was obviously wrong, but Xiao Muyuan was a little stunned.

In just a short moment, he sensed what he meant from He Qingwen's eyes.

Speaking of which, Rong Shiming's thoughts can be understood by Xiao Muyuan. Since Xiao Muyuan took over Hongtian, Rong Shiming retreated and stopped intervening in Hongtian's affairs. Ming Zhe Bao, eliminate Xiao Muyuan's concerns about him.

And if Rong Yuan gets closer to Xiao Muyuan, there will be some benefits.

Xiao Muyuan sat on the throne of the chairman of Hongtian Group at a young age. He is a handsome businessman, with a handsome and generous appearance, and a well-known socialite. He has been in contact with many people in private, which already arouses suspicion. At the beginning, there were rumors that the two had an ambiguous relationship.

This is a good thing for Rong Shiming.

After all, it is good to lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade, but I don't know whether Xiao Muyuan's big tree -- he Rong Shiming can rely on it.

What a pity!Rong Shiming made an ingenious plan, but Xiao Muyuan did not want to drink.

"What? Does Xiao look like a beast in clothes? Rong Shiming would have nothing to worry about."

When he mentioned He Qingwen's itchy spot, he squinted his eyes and looked at him, "Could it be that Dong Xiao is Liu Xiahui in this world, can he really keep himself clean?"

"But I, Xiao Muyuan, can't be so unvirtuous, no matter who the other party is, I can't stop!" Xiao Muyuan smiled wryly.

He Qingwen raised his eyebrows and moved closer to him, "Could Chairman Xiao really be so beautiful that he won't be moved in front of him? Does he really want to be a real gentleman?"

"Uh! It's too noble, I'm afraid it will be impossible for Xiao Mou to succeed!"

A gentleman is not in a mess, and He Qingwen is so close to him, his heart is already in chaos like a river of spring water.

So, of course it can't be done.

However, why did they go around on this topic? Xiao Muyuan felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

"Xiao Muyuan, Rong Yuan is too simple! I don't want you to take advantage of this for some purpose."

"Hehe!" Xiao Muyuan lowered his head and smiled helplessly, "What purpose would I have?"

He Qingwen looked directly at him, "No matter what your purpose is, if you dare to make the slightest idea of ​​her, I will definitely not let you go."

Just a moment ago, the wind was still rising and the sun was shining, but now there was lightning and thunder.

Rong Yuan, who was involved in the topic, was already at a loss, staring at her big eyes, trying to say something several times, but her voice just couldn't speak.

No way, she can only continue to be her audience quietly.

Xiao Muyuan's smile remained undiminished, his eyes fell on He Qingwen's thin and tender lips, and he smiled lightly, "I won't—"

"What?" He Qingwen was puzzled for a moment.

"I won't use Rong Yuan to do anything." Xiao Muyuan smiled meaningfully at him, his eyes flowing, as if he was revealing something to He Qingwen again.

The two looked at each other for a while, and He Qingwen took a deep breath, and sat back upright.

"Remember what you said today."

Xiao Muyuan