Junior Bamboo Horse is a squeamish beauty

In the ICU ward, Yan Minhui lay on the hospital bed with her eyes closed.

Even though the wound on her head was bandaged, blood still leaked from the layers of gauze. There were tubes all over her body and hands, and an oxygen bottle was hung on her nose. Her face was so pale that she could not see the beauty and beauty of yesterday. vitality.

Only the constant fluctuation of the heart rate monitor next to her showed that she was still alive.

Kuang Mu turned his head and grabbed Xiao Zhao's clothes, and asked Xiao Zhao with red eyes: "What could be... what did you just say could be?!"

At this time, Kuang Jinshan walked forward in two steps. He frowned and pinched Kuang Mu's wrist, and forcefully broke off Kuang Mu's groggy hands. He took Xiao Zhao's words in a calm voice: "The doctor said, she may be These two days."

"What have you been doing for the past two days..."

Kuang Mu asked again with a trembling voice, he looked up at Kuang Jinshan, tears were falling down drop by drop, his beautiful bright eyes were filled with countless sorrows, as if he was begging Kuang Jinshan not to continue talking.

Kuang Jinshan continued to say mercilessly, "Maybe we won't be able to survive these two days."

Might not be able to survive these two days...

Might not be able to survive these two days...

Might not be able to survive these two days...

These words were like a giant hammer hitting Kuang Mu's ear, the ear-piercing sound kept echoing in Kuang Mu's ear, Kuang Mu's blood was bloody from the hammer, and all the blood in his body was drained at this moment.

Kuang Mu took a few steps back with a pale face, and he had to hold on to the window sill with his hands to keep himself from falling.

He was half leaning against the window sill, looking at Kuang Jinshan with a pale face.

And Kuang Jinshan also stood there and looked at him quietly.

Kuang Mu lowered his head and gasped from his chest, closed his eyes, let go of his hands holding on to the window sill, and fainted on the ground.

It was already the next morning when Kuang Mu opened his eyes again.

He opened his eyes and stared at the pure white ceiling of the hospital in a daze for a while, his thoughts gradually returned, and Kuang Mu realized in a daze that this was not the ceiling of Ji Xiaohuan's house.

The ceiling of Ji Xiaohuan's house has a ceiling light with a light gray lamp shell, but the ceiling lamp here is just a very ordinary white lamp shell.

"You're awake."

A female voice sounded next to her.

Kuang Mu turned his head to look at the little nurse standing beside the bed.

The little nurse was fat and looked like she was in her 20s. She was looking up at Kuang Mu's needle and bottle of water.

Kuang Mu supported his body with his hands and tried to sit up, but the little nurse immediately supported his arm and said, "Slow down."

Kuang Mu wanted to avoid the little nurse's hand, but found that he didn't even have the strength to dodge. He sat on the bed and looked down at the needle bottle on the back of his hand in a daze.

"Where am I?"

"Oh, you fainted because of being too emotional, and you are now in Dongyang Central Hospital."

As soon as he heard the words Dongyang Central Hospital, Kuang Mu's eyes gradually became clear, and he remembered where he was now.

Kuang Mu raised his head, gritted his teeth and asked the little nurse word by word, "Where is Yan Minhui now?"

The little nurse didn't seem to know this person at all. She looked at Kuang Mu blankly and said, "Who? Can you say it again?"

Kuang Mu didn't have the patience to explain who this person was at all. He raised his hand and pulled the needle off his hand. The blood on the back of his hand splashed out and splashed on the pure white bed sheet.

The little nurse exclaimed in shock.

"What are you doing!" The little nurse pressed Kuang Mu's right hand with one hand, and hurriedly rang the alarm bell beside the bed with the other hand.

Kuang Mu shook off her hand and was about to get out of bed when he lifted the quilt, but Kuang Mu just woke up, without any strength in his body, as soon as his feet touched the ground, his legs seemed to be limp Like noodles, he fell to his knees directly on the ground.

The little nurse immediately bent down to help him, but she bumped into the iron shelf next to the medicine, and the medicine bottles on it jingled and rattled.

For a while, the ward was in chaos.

At this moment, the door of the ward was opened, and Kuang Mu raised his head and looked out the door.

There were two bodyguards standing at the door. Kuang Jinshan changed his clothes and walked in wearing a high-necked black sweater, with a cold aura all over his body.

As soon as he entered the door and saw Kuang Mu, he frowned and said to the little nurse in a calm voice, "You go out first."

Only then did the little nurse stand up with relief, and walked away quickly pushing her small cart.

Kuang Jinshan took two steps forward and sat on the sofa, looked at Kuang Mu struggling to stand up, and said, "I'll go see your mother later."

Kuang Muxu took a few breaths, supported the edge of the bed with one hand and asked, "How is she now..."

"The situation is not optimistic. I just woke up once, and my consciousness is still clear. I will go and see her after dinner."

"I'm going now."

Kuang Jinshan looked up and down Kuang Mu's eyes, but didn't say anything more, he stood up and said, "Then come."

Kuang Mu followed Kuang Jinshan out of the ward. He looked around and found that his ward was also on the 22nd floor.

This floor was covered by Kuang Jinshan, there were no other patients, there was a bodyguard standing every few meters in the corridor, and the wards of Kuang Mu and Yan Minhui were at the two ends of this floor.

Kuang Mu staggered a little along the way. He was wearing a large hospital gown, and his steps were weak and slow. He had to hold on to the wall to keep up with Kuang Jinshan's footsteps.

Kuang Jinshan led Kuang Mu all the way to Yan Minhui's ward, and asked the bodyguard next to him to open the door for Kuang Mu.

Kuang Mu approached the ward.

The ward is full of all kinds of instruments, and the drips are flickering.

Yan Minhui was lying on the bed, and several tubes were inserted into her body through her skin, making Kuang Mu feel a tingling pain just looking at her.

Kuang Mu took another two steps forward, and only then did he see Yan Minhui's current situation clearly.

At this time, Yan Minhui's complexion was earthy, her cheeks were swollen, and there was a large scar on the right side of her cheek, and her face could not be seen without careful identification.

She opened her eyes, staring blankly at the front, like a vegetative person who has lost consciousness.

It is said that once a person falls ill, he is like a withered tree. No matter how beautiful and vigorous it was before, it cannot stop the loss of life.

But now Yan Minhui is like a tree that is about to wither.

The closer Kuang Mu got to her, the more he felt a damp and cold smell, like walking through a dark alley that had just rained and no one cleaned it, with a dead silence.

Kuang Mu once smelled this kind of smell from an old man who set up a stall in front of the school when he was young, and the old man passed away within a few days.

Kuang Mu walked forward step by step, until he came into Yan Minhui's sight, Yan Minhui's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes widened immediately.

She let out two muffled moans from her throat, and tremblingly wanted to lift her hands full of tubes.

Kuang Mu walked forward with a blank expression, lowered his head to look at Yan Minhui, pulled the chair next to him and sat beside Yan Minhui.

Yan Minhui's mouth and nose were covered by the oxygen mask, she opened her mouth, and exhaled a burst of hot air on the oxygen mask.

Kuang Mu could see that she wanted to speak, so Kuang Mu raised his head and looked at the old doctor standing outside the glass window.

The doctor nodded towards Kuang Mu.

Kuang Mu lowered his head and took a deep breath, raised his slender and cold fingertips to cover the oxygen mask, and gently took off Yan Minhui's oxygen mask.

Once out of the oxygen mask, Yan Minhui took a few breaths, her chapped mouth trembled, and she called out in an inaudible voice: "Xiao Mu..."

Her fingers moved towards Kuang Mu's direction, and her fingertips gently covered Kuang Mu's hand.

Kuang Mu subconsciously wanted to pull his hand away, but in the end he put his hand where it was, and lowered his eyes slightly.

"Xiao Mu, are you blaming me..." Yan Minhui's voice was low and hoarse, like sandpaper passing through glass.

Kuang Mu's head drooped very low, and his forehead hair drooped on his forehead, so it was hard to see his expression at this time.

Yan Minhui stroked the back of Kuang Mu's hand with her thumb, and she continued, "You're blaming me for Huan'er..."

"......"

The corner of Yan Minhui's mouth twitched into a smile, and then she seemed to sigh slightly and said, "You have been looking to Huan'er for everything since you were a child...you do what Huan'er says...you are still the same now. identical......."

Yan Minhui was already very weak, and she was panting non-stop after she said a few words.

She took a few breaths, looked up at the ceiling as if in a daze, and then said in a deep voice: "Huan'er, you're a good boy..."

"Then why..." Kuang Mu moved his hand under Yan Minhui's palm, his Adam's apple rolled and said, "Why did you give up on him? Why did you want to divorce Uncle Ji?"

If Yan Minhui hadn't been with Kuang Jinshan back then, perhaps the two of them are still in harmony now.

Ji Xiaohuan would not be in such pain, and neither would Kuang Mu.

Kuang Mu wanted to ask her this question a long time ago.

Yan Minhui turned her head with great difficulty, trying to see Kuang Mu's expression clearly, and said hoarsely, "No one ever told me..."

"What?" Kuang Mu asked.

Yan Minhui's eyes were getting redder and redder, and she didn't know where the strength came from, so she grabbed Kuang Mu's hand firmly, very hard.

She said: "No one ever told me that there was a mental illness in their family...."

Kuang Mu's Adam's apple rolled, and tremblingly raised his head to look at Yan Minhui.

Yan Minhui's blood-red eyes reflected Kuang Mu's appearance, her neck was heaving and panting violently, and she tried her best to say a few more words, but before she could say a word, tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

She struggled to breathe for a few breaths, and then continued with difficulty: "I married their family... No one ever told me that Ji Mingyi was mentally ill... He had a dual personality... .”

"He will install the location on my phone.......He wants to control me......that's why I try hard to go......"

Kuang Mu's mind was roaring and his shoulders were shaking.

In his impression, Ji Mingyi was kind and gentle, and he even lowered his voice a lot when talking to him.

He would always leave the best things to Kuang Mu, and solemnly warned Ji Xiaohuan not to bully his younger brother.

But Yan Minhui actually said that he was mentally ill.

Perhaps aware of Kuang Mu's hesitation, Yan Minhui said: "I still have the letter of guarantee he sent me on my phone, you can take a look..."

Kuang Mu's fingers unconsciously grasped Yan Minhui's fingers, and he asked with red eyes: "...does Ji Xiaohuan know about these things?"

Yan Minhui closed her eyes, the corners of her eyes soaked with tears on the pillow, she shook her head and said, "He is a very good father, but for me, he is not a good husband... ..”

When Kuang Mu heard this, he lowered his head and shoulders, shook his head twice, and burst into tears.

He grabbed Yan Minhui's hand very hard with his fingers, his joints were pale and his wrist trembled.

"Then why...why did you give up Ji Xiaohuan...he didn't do anything..."

Kuang Mu cried with cold hands and feet, he didn't know whether he was crying for Yan Minhui or his most innocent brother.

His older brother has done nothing.

But everything is lost...

At this moment, he really felt that he was powerless, he couldn't help Yan Minhui, he couldn't help his brother, he couldn't even help himself.

Everything that was so beautiful back then, and such a beautiful person, turned into a nightmare in just a few years.

Kuang Mu always thought it was just his nightmare.

Only now did he realize that this was everyone's nightmare.

Yan Minhui lost his son, Ji Xiaohuan lost his family, Ji Mingyi lost his life, and Kuang Mu lost the person who treated him best.

Yan Minhui's pupils moved only when she heard Ji Xiaohuan, her eyes looked through Kuang Mu as if she had seen a long time ago, she: "Huan'er is because I'm sorry for him, I was too selfish back then, I didn't think about him. .....It was my fault....."

Yan Minhui spoke intermittently, and she held Kuang Mu's hand tightly, as if holding on to the last hope.

"It's just that I know I won't live long, Huan'er... Will he come to see me..."

Kuang Mu grabbed Yan Minhui's hand with his back, put his forehead on her hand, choked up and said, "Yes, he will..."

Kuang Mu couldn't stop crying.

Perhaps it was because he really realized that Yan Minhui was leaving, those complaints and indifference before were all shattered now.

Yan Minhui may have been sorry to many people, but she has never been sorry to Kuang Mu.

When she was Kuang Mu's mother, she had always been gentle and full of kindness to him, and she had never been too harsh because Kuang Mu was not his biological son.

And now she is really leaving him...

Yan Minhui got Kuang Mu's answer, she looked at Kuang Mu's face full of tears, and cried and gasped with difficulty: "He won't come, he hates me, I didn't want him back then, now he won't Forgive me....I know him, he never forgives anyone..."

"He will forgive you, he will..."

"He will, he will come back, I will tell him, I will tell him..."

Kuang Mu was so sad that he didn't know what to say, he just kept telling Yan Minhui that Ji Xiaohuan was back and he would come to see him.

Yan Minhui looked at Kuang Mu's sobs, and struggled to break free from Kuang Mu's holding her hand, touched Kuang Mu's cheek, smiling as if crying.

At this time, a doctor opened the door and said to Kuang Mu: "Young Master Kuang, the visiting time is up for 10 minutes. We are going to give Mrs. Kuang an infusion treatment. Please leave first."

Kuang Mu, however, acted as if he hadn't heard, his shoulders were still hanging down.

The doctor came closer and repeated the sentence.

Kuang Mu came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream. He slowly let go of Yan Minhui's hand, his finger bones were pinched cold and stiff.

He stood up and looked at Yan Minhui who was lying on the bed like a dead tree, and said again: "He will come..."

Yan Minhui closed her eyes, nodded to him, and slowly drooped her hands on the side of the bed.

The group of doctors and nurses immediately surrounded her and rushed to inject her with injections and tubes, while Yan Minhui still had her eyes closed, without the slightest resistance, as silent as a dying fish.

As soon as Kuang Mu got out of the ward, he grabbed Xiao Zhao who was standing at the door and asked, "Where is my mobile phone?"

Xiao Zhao stood there motionless, looking at Kuang Mu calmly.

"Where is my phone?!"

Kuang Mu became a little anxious, and raised his voice to ask again.

He is anxious to contact Ji Xiaohuan now, Yan Minhui's time is running out, if Ji Xiaohuan rushes over now, there is still time.

Kuang Mu knew that as long as he told his brother, his brother would definitely come.

Ji Xiaohuan is not a ruthless person, he is so ruthless towards Kuang Mu, the son of his enemy, that he would not want him.

What's more, the one inside is his biological mother.

"Xiao Zhao, where is my cell phone?!"

But no matter how Kuang Mu asked Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao remained calm. At this time, a walkie-talkie on Xiao Zhao's waist rang.

"Xiao Zhao, bring him here, I have something to say to him."

"Okay, Mr. Kuang." Xiao Zhao put away his phone, bowed to Kuang Mu and said, "Master Kuang, Mr. Kuang is waiting for you in the front room, you go first."

Kuang Muhong glared at him, and Xiao Zhao added, "What you want is also at Mr. Kuang's place."

Only then did Kuang Mu let go of Xiao Zhao's hand, he lowered his head and took a few breaths to adjust his breathing, then turned around and followed Xiao Zhao forward.

Xiao Zhao took him all the way to the ward where he lived before, and pushed open the door.

This ward is not like a ward, but like a family room, with a soft plush carpet on the floor, a leather black sofa in the middle, and a writing desk in front, as for the bathroom and toilet.

And Kuang Jinshan was sitting on the sofa facing the door, holding a cigar in one hand and flipping through a newspaper with the other, as if he had been waiting for Kuang Mu for a long time.

Kuang Mu walked up to Kuang Jinshan, raised his palm and stretched it out in front of Kuang Jinshan.

Only then did Kuang Jinshan move his eyes away from the newspaper, and leaned his upper body on the back of the sofa to look at him.

Kuang Mu's mouth moved, and the "Dad" stuffed in his throat couldn't yell out. He said in a hoarse voice, "Give me back my mobile phone."

Kuang Jinshan winked at Xiao Zhao who was behind him, and Xiao Zhao went out and closed the door.

Kuang Jinshan leaned over and flicked the cigar in his hand, and said, "What do you need a mobile phone for?"

Kuang Mu bit his lower lip and remained silent, he didn't want to mention Ji Xiaohuan in front of Kuang Jinshan, and he didn't want Kuang Jinshan to know his current relationship with Ji Xiaohuan.

Before he could think about what to say, Kuang Jinshan said in a deep voice, "Call Ji Xiaohuan? Tell him to come and see his mother? Or come and see you?"

Kuang Mu suddenly raised his eyes to look at Kuang Jinshan, his dark brown eyes reflected Kuang Jinshan's shadow, even his pupils were trembling.

Kuang Jinshan's left leg was crossed on his right leg, he lowered his head, patted the dust on his body with the back of his hand, and said slowly, "Kuang Mu, do you really think I'm a fool? Who is Luoya High School for?"

"......"

Kuang Jinshan's voice was flat. After he finished speaking, he stood up, looked directly at Kuang Mu, squinted his eyes and lowered his voice and said, "Their Ji family is so nice? Let you chase after that Ji Xiaohuan every day. I don’t want any more?!”

In the last sentence, Kuang Jinshan sharply raised his voice, and crushed the cigar he was lighting in his hand.

Kuang Muhong stared at Kuang Jinshan with red eyes.

After a while, Kuang Mu closed his eyes, his shoulders were trembling slightly, his Adam's apple rolled slowly and said: "Since you know everything, then give me your phone and let me call Ji Xiaohuan a phone call."

"cannot!"

"Why not?! The person lying there is his biological mother! Why can't he come over and take a look! You have robbed him of so many things! Why can't you even let him come over and take a look!"

Kuang Mu opened his eyes and shouted at Kuang Jinshan.

"I robbed him? What about you, Kuang Mu? I gave you everything you need to eat and wear! Every piece of clothing on your body, every penny you used was also stolen from him." Yes, what face are you arguing with me now?!"

Every word Kuang Jinshan said cut Kuang Mu's heart like a knife.

Kuang Mu's hands were tightly clenched into fists, his chest heaved violently, like an enraged little beast, he wanted to refute, but he didn't know what to refute.

These days Ji Xiaohuan's kindness to him has already covered up his original guilt.

But now those guilt come back because of Kuang Jinshan's words, this feeling is like the night he knew Ji Mingyi committed suicide...

Kuang Jinshan fixed his eyes and took a deep look at Kuang Mu.

He lowered his head to put away his sharp gaze, picked up a cigar from the cigar box on the coffee table and lit it, and walked around Kuang Mu to the window.

He looked out of the window, took a light puff on his cigar, and said, "Yan Minhui took away 50.00% of Ji Mingyi's property when he left Ji's family. Half of the money you spend now belongs to Ji's family. You talk about morality with me." Self-respect? What qualifications do you have to talk about Mu?"

"........"

"Yan Minhui is running out of time. It should be just these two days. She has many companies and real estate under her name, with a total market value of nearly three billion. I will send someone to ask her to make a will tomorrow. Part of her inheritance is ours. The remaining 60.00% of the property of the husband and wife, she has the right to freely control. The money is not yours, but Ji Xiaohuan's. If Ji Xiaohuan knows about this at this time, he will come to Yan Minhui. Do you think the money is Will it still fall into your hands?"

When Kuang Jinshan said this, he smiled lightly and continued: "What Yan Minhui has been thinking about the most these years is her precious son. If the Ji family knew about this, they would definitely not let the money go, so Yan Minhui's matter I will block the news first, and when she passes away, Ji Xiaohuan will naturally know, so you don't have to worry too much."

"Kuang Jinshan, what are you talking about..."

When Kuang Mu heard what Kuang Jinshan said, he felt a layer of cold sweat on his back. He looked at the back of Kuang Jinshan, who was wearing a slim high-end suit.

But why did the words he said sound like a demon that could eat people, which made Kuang Mu feel chills all over his body.

Kuang Jinshan turned his head, stared at Kuang Mu and said word by word: "As long as Ji Xiaohuan doesn't show up, I can make the rest of Yan Minhui's inheritance fall into your name."

Kuang Mu looked at Kuang Jinshan with red eyes, and said with trembling lips: "What are you talking about...the money originally belonged to their Ji family. If it falls under my name, I will return those to Ji's family and Ji Xiaohuan!"

"Return? How come!" Kuang Mu's words seemed to have touched Kuang Jinshan's inverse scales. He pressed the cigar in his hand against the window sill, his knuckles turned white with force, and said in a suppressed voice, "Kuang Mu , Do you really think that the assets Yan Minhui brought today are still at the same price as they were back then? It has been so many years! Those assets have already been injected several times! It accounts for half of the total assets of our Kuang family! Return it to their family? Then who will come? How can I pay back my years of hard work?! Why should I pay it back!"

"That also belongs to their Ji family!"

"They are Ji's family! You also know that Ji's family belongs to them. Who are you? You belong to our Kuang family! You are my son! You are not Ji Mingyi's son! If Ji Xiaohuan's mother wasn't with me back then, His father will never die, and their family will never fall! Do you know how much Ji Xiaohuan hates his mother! How much he hates me! How much he hates you! He wished that our family would all die! You I really thought that Ji Xiaohuan would treat you wholeheartedly! Kuang Mu, how ridiculous you are!"

Kuang Jinshan's originally gentle and refined face now had red eyes in front of Kuang Mu.

Kuang Jinshan also seemed to realize that he was too excited, he stared at Kuang Mu for a while, closed his eyes heavily and took a few deep breaths, before sighing out all the dryness in his body.

Kuang Jinshan took two steps forward, stood in front of Kuang Mu, and said in a cold voice: "What I have decided cannot be changed with your current ability, and you still think that you only need to return this inheritance to Ji Xiao Huan, can you hold your head up in front of him? You will never be able to hold your head up in front of him for the rest of your life, so stay here well, accept everything that belongs to you with peace of mind, and don't dream about things that you can't get at all. "

After talking about Kuang Jinshan, he bypassed Kuang Mu and walked out towards the gate, and then there was a bang sound of the gate closing.

With two bangs, the door was locked from the outside.

The room was quiet again.

On the 22nd floor, the doors and windows were closed tightly, and even the wind could not be heard. The only sound in the room was Kuang Mu's heavy breathing.

It was so quiet that all the quarreling in this room just now seemed like an unreal dream.

Kuang Mu stood still, his body stiffened.

After a long time, Kuang Mu's body swayed, like a mountain collapsing, his knees softened and he fell to his knees with a plop.

The floor was covered with a soft carpet, neither painful nor cold, Kuang Mu raised his arms and hugged his knees, hugging himself tightly, like a cicada chrysalis, shrank the whole person by the bedside, with one hand Holding his forehead, weeping uncontrollably.

That helpless and sad emotion was like a pair of big hands, pinching Kuang Mu's neck, almost drowning him here.

Hearing what Kuang Jinshan said, he felt that he was really about to die in this room.

Since Kuang Jinshan said those words to Kuang Mu, the door was locked and bodyguards stood guard 24 hours a day.

On the 22nd floor, Kuang Mu couldn't fly out even if he wanted to.

No one can enter this room except for a bodyguard who will deliver the meal as soon as the meal is over.

Everything was just as Kuang Jinshan said, he blocked all news about Yan Minhui's accident.

Kuang Jinshan was waiting for the moment of Yan Minhui's death.

It wasn't until the death of Yan Minhui that the matter of the inheritance was completely settled, that Kuang Mu could see the light of day again, and Ji Xiaohuan would not know what happened here.

Kuang Mu didn't eat or drink at first, and the bodyguards who came to deliver the food would bring the food out in the same way every time.

Since Kuang Mu came here last night, he was airsick, fainted, and cried bitterly. He hasn't eaten for a day and a night.

Kuang Mu was lying on the bed alone, it was strange that he didn't feel hungry, and his heart was very peaceful. He looked at the ceiling in the ward, his mind was thinking uncontrollably.

He was thinking about his brother again.

He has been out of contact for a whole day, I don't know if Ji Xiaohuan has called him or looked for him.

If when Ji Xiaohuan called him and found that he couldn't get through, would he be anxious for him?

Kuang Mu looked at the ceiling and blinked again, and he began to think about what Kuang Jinshan said today.

It turns out that Kuang Jinshan knew about the relationship between Kuang Mu and Ji Xiaohuan early on.

But thinking about it, Kuang Mu has always had no desire for anything. Back then, he insisted on going to Mingcheng to attend high school. How could Kuang Jinshan not know the reason?

No wonder when the driver picked up Kuang Mu yesterday, he told Kuang Mu that something had happened to Aunt Sun.

At that time, Kuang Mu didn't understand why the driver didn't mention Yan Minhui's accident.

Now he has figured it out, because the driver knows that he and Ji Xiaohuan have reconciled, if he said that something happened to Yan Minhui from the beginning, Kuang Mu would definitely tell Ji Xiaohuan immediately.

The mention of Aunt Sun is the only reason why Kuang Mu will definitely follow and won't alarm Ji Xiaohuan.

Kuang Mu closed his eyes when he thought of this, and laughed at himself twice.

Once again, he felt that he was too ridiculous. Every time he had a little secret of his own, he tried hard to hide it from everyone, but in the end he found that he couldn't hide it from Ji Xiaohuan, nor could he hide it from Kuang Jinshan.

He is the only fool in the whole world.

Kuang Mu thought about it like this, and slowly fell asleep.

At around three o'clock in the morning, Kuang Mu woke up with a severe stomach cramping.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't even breathe, and he was writhing violently on the bed. The pain was like a meat grinder in his stomach, which almost crushed his internal organs.

Kuang Mu lay on the bed in pain, raised his right hand tremblingly, and touched the medical cabinet beside the bed with trembling fingertips. He pushed hard, and the whole cabinet fell to the ground with a loud crash.

There was a heavy bang, resounding through the entire 22nd floor.

There were bursts of footsteps outside the door, and then the door was pushed open, and the two bodyguards turned on the headlights of the ward. When they saw Kuang Mu shrinking on the bed, his face was pale in pain, covered in cold sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water. Come the same.

The two were shocked at first, and then one immediately called the doctor and nurse over.

Kuang Jinshan was not in the hospital at this point, it was the gray-haired doctor and two nurses, one of whom was the little nurse who spoke to Kuang Mu in the morning.

The doctor first palpated Kuang Mu, and after confirming that the stomach cramps were caused by hunger, he ordered the nurses below to dispense medicine and injections for Kuang Mu, then turned around and told the two bodyguards about Kuang Mu's current situation.

A nurse was pouring hot water for Kuang Mu.

The fat little nurse was standing beside Kuang Mu's bed, rubbing alcohol cotton on the back of Kuang Mu's hands.

Kuang Mu was in so much pain that both his hands were clenched into fists. Because of too much force, the knuckles on the back of his hands were raised, and the veins were conspicuous on the tender white skin.

"Relax." The little nurse held the needle in one hand and patted the back of Kuang Mu's hand with the other: "I can't get an injection with you like this, relax."

At this time, Kuang Mu's hand that was tightly clenched due to pain loosened, and his palm slowly turned around, spreading out his five fingers.

In the palm of his hand was a note that had long been soaked in cold sweat.

The little nurse froze for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at Kuang Mu in surprise.

Kuang Mu's painful forehead was covered with cold sweat, his forehead hair seemed to have been washed once, his eye sockets were also so painful that they seemed to be stained with blood, and his long and thin eyelashes were covered with tiny drops of water. Under the yellow light, his tearful eyes looked at her pleadingly.

Kuang Mu bit his lower lip tightly, and moved his hand forward again.