Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

The next day, Wen Ran had originally arranged three meetings, plus the one that Chen Li rescheduled yesterday, there were a total of four meetings.

One session is scheduled at 01:30 am, two sessions are scheduled at [-]:[-] pm and [-]:[-] pm, and the remaining session is scheduled at [-]:[-] pm.

Wen Ran went out in the morning to buy bean curds and rice balls for Meng Miandong, then went home, knocked on the door of Meng Miandong's room, and opened the door to enter after getting permission.

Meng Miandong hasn't woken up yet, her sleepy eyes are hazy, lying on the bed, but she subconsciously spread her hands towards Wen Ran.

Because of the night's sleep, the pajamas on his body were a little messy, the entire left collarbone and a little left shoulder leaked out of it, and the morning light that came in through the curtains faintly fell on it, making the texture show a satin-like texture.

Wen Ran suddenly turned his head away, but heard Meng Miandong call softly: "Wen Ran."

He was sweet and helpless, but he still walked to Meng Miandong's bed.

Meng Miandong immediately sat up, hugged him, buried his face in his waist, and yawned: "I'm so sleepy."

In the current posture, most of the left clavicle is hidden, but the left shoulder is exposed along with the back of the neck, and there is even a small part of the butterfly bone.

When he was thinking whether he should buy a high-necked pajamas for Meng Miandong, the back of his neck was suddenly hooked by Meng Miandong's hand. Before he could react, Meng Miandong's lips were already attached.

Meng Miandong's movements were jerky, he tossed and turned and kissed for a while, and then boldly licked the corner of Wen Ran's lips.

During the kiss, Meng Miandong's pajamas were rubbed up by himself, and a part of the lower back was immediately reflected in Wen Ran's eyes without any concealment.

Wen Ran's heart throbbed, fearing to frighten Meng Miandong, he closed his eyes, not daring to do anything to Meng Miandong, but after Meng Miandong removed his lips, he said, "Wake up and have breakfast? Go back to sleep, or I won’t be able to go to work with peace of mind.”

"Don't eat breakfast...I'm so sleepy..." Meng Miandong knew that Wen Ran was afraid of vomiting, so he wanted to wait for him to finish eating before going to work, so he acted coquettishly for a while, but obediently got up.

He staggered to the bathroom, finished washing, sat down at the dining table, had just taken a sip of tofu curd, when he heard Wen Ran ask: "Did you sleep very late last night?"

"In another week, I'm going back to school for the exam, and I'm in a hurry to cram." After Meng Miandong finished speaking, he immediately felt sad about parting, and Wen Ran was no different.

Wen Ran suppressed his sadness, and said softly: "I remember that your grades are good, even if you haven't attended class for more than a month, you will definitely not fail."

Meng Miandong stared at Wen Ran, and said earnestly: "My father said that I have no value other than my grades. I can't lose my only value. I want to get a first-class scholarship."

That’s right, for Meng’s father, Meng’s grades are something that Meng’s father uses to show off. Therefore, once Meng’s mistakes are made, Meng’s father will definitely punish Meng. Father Meng once ordered Meng Miandong to take off his shirt in front of Xin Donghai, so that Father Meng could burn Meng Miandong's upper body with cigarette butts—it was then that Xin Donghai became interested in Meng Miandong. However, since Meng Miandong was still young, Meng's father was willing to sell for a price, and he was reluctant to let Xin Donghai take advantage of it; another example, when Meng Miandong fell to No. Miandong, wearing only a pair of underwear, knelt in the north wind.

Meng Miandong was able to survive a lot of corporal punishment and abuse, thanks to Meng's mother's protection. Without Meng's mother, Meng Miandong would have been a pile of loess. For this reason, Meng's mother's injuries were even worse than Meng Miandong's. Even more serious.

Wen Ran rejoiced in his heart, and was thinking about burning more paper money for Meng's mother, but Meng Miandong's timid voice came into his ear: "Brother said that I can only see my face, only my butt is useful, no matter how much I read Well, it's all just working for him."

"No, what they said is not right, you are fine." Wen Ran stood up, walked behind Meng Miandong, bent down slightly, and hugged Meng Miandong through the back of the chair, "You are fine, except for your grades. , face, butt, other places are also very good."

"Really?" Meng Miandong became happy, turned around, and met Wen Ran's eyes.

Wen Ran nodded solemnly: "Of course it's true, otherwise why would I fall in love with you at first sight?"

He lightly pinched Meng Miandong's slender cheeks: "Are you questioning my vision?"

Meng Miandong suddenly became shy: "Thank you for falling in love with me at first sight."

Wen Ran shook his head and said: "You shouldn't thank me, but you should thank yourself who has been working hard all the time. You made yourself the person who made me fall in love at first sight."

Meng Miandong has indeed been working hard all the time, working hard to please others, studying hard, and living hard, but the only one who praised him for his hard work was his mother.

He is always immersed in low self-esteem, thinking about why he is not likable, what is not doing well enough, how can his father, brother, and sister treat him kindly, and his classmates can be friends with him...

Even when he learned that he had pandering personality disorder in high school, he still couldn't improve it.

On the one hand, he hopes that he can cherish himself as his mother said, instead of blindly obeying other people's orders; on the other hand, he is afraid of being alone. Once he resists, he may not even have anyone who orders him.

After meeting Wen Ran, he began to face up to the pandering personality disorder and made up his mind to overcome it.

Hearing this, he couldn't help the moisture in his eyes, stretched out his hand to grab Wen Ran's suit, pressed his forehead against Wen Ran's lower abdomen, and cried silently, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances he had suffered over the years.

Wen Ran caressed the back of Meng Miandong's head, and said word by word: "Miandong, you should live freely without worrying about other people's opinions. If you like studying, you should study hard. If you don't like studying, just study hard." Take it easy and don't push yourself too hard."

Meng Miandong cried for a while, and laughed through his tears: "Actually, I like studying very much, and I will study hard..."

"Also, actually I like you more." He smacked Wen Ran's cheek, "Next week, will you send me back to school?"

Because of being bullied and driven by others for a long time, Meng Miandong seems to have never had a real childhood.

After being relieved by Wen Ran, the 21-year-old Meng Miandong suddenly became childish.

"Okay, I'll drive you back to school." Wen Ran pulled Meng Miandong's messy pajamas back together before wiping off the tears on Meng Miandong's face with a tissue, "Compared to studying, I also like you."

Meng Miandong was taken aback, and complained, "You don't need to study."

"I'm referring to your confession." Wen Ran stared at Meng Miandong with burning eyes, and changed the metaphor, "I like you more than work."

Hearing that Wen Ran mentioned work, Meng Miandong was afraid of delaying Wen Ran's work, so he immediately let go of Wen Ran and went to have breakfast, but his eyes kept on looking at Wen Ran.

Wen Ran joked: "I see, you like me more than breakfast."

Meng Miandong's ears were red, and he gave Wen Ran a menacing look before he concentrated on eating breakfast.

After breakfast, an hour and 15 minutes later, Meng Miandong vomited out again.

After Meng Miandong vomited, brushed her teeth and washed her face, Wen Ran carried Meng Miandong to the bed.

Meng Miandong urged: "Go to work quickly."

Wen Ran kissed Meng Miandong's forehead and sat beside Meng Miandong's bed for a long time before going to work.

Meng Miandong looked at Wen Ran's back reluctantly, and got off the bed when he heard the door close.

He needs to recover well. After a week, there will be no Wen Ran by his side. He wants Wen Ran to rest assured.

Wen Ran outside the door thought that Meng Miandong had fallen asleep again. He checked the time and it was 09:30 in the morning. In order to let Meng Miandong sleep a little longer, he called Aunt Liu and asked Aunt Liu to come back to make lunch later. .

When he arrived at the company, the first thing he saw was not Chen Li holding the documents, but Meng Mingchun.

Meng Mingchun lost a lot of weight, his eyes were black and blue, he showed a concerned look, and asked, "Is Miandong okay?"

"I will take good care of Miandong. Please rest assured, Manager Meng." Wen Ran took the meeting materials from Chen Li, flipped through a few pages in front of Meng Mingchun, and said politely, "Manager Meng, I still have a meeting. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality.”

Meng Mingchun sneaked a few glances at the information in Wen Ran's hand, and asked again: "Can I visit Miandong?"

Meng Mingchun's expression was as genuine as a brother who cared about his younger brother, which made Wen Ran sneer in his heart.

Wen Ran said perfunctorily: "Miandong's injury hasn't healed yet, and I'm busy with final review, I'm afraid I don't have time to see you."

Meng Mingchun said embarrassingly: "Miandong is my own younger brother after all, so I can't always bother Mr. Wen to take care of him."

"I don't think it's troublesome." Wen Ran didn't bother talking to Meng Mingchun anymore, and passed Meng Mingchun, "Sorry, I'm rushing to the meeting. If Manager Meng still has something to do, why don't you come back another day."

Meng Mingchun deeply felt that Wen Ran had neglected him, and he was furious in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face: "Miandong has grown up, Dad wants to arrange a blind date for Miandong, now my dad and I can't even see Miandong's people , and Miandong even changed her cell phone number, and I don’t know who Dad likes, Miandongzhong doesn’t like.”

Wen Ran couldn't help but sneered and said, "Chairman Meng's favorite person is Mr. Xin, right? I remember that Mr. Xin is 37 years older than Miandong, and even his son and daughter are older than Miandong. How old are you?"

Even though Wen Ran's words were full of sarcasm, his posture and expression were impeccably elegant, which made Meng Mingchun feel that he was inferior to an ant in Wen Ran's eyes.

Meng Mingchun is not a fool, he knows that Wen Ran is not easy to deal with, even if he can marry Meng Miandong to Wen Ran, it is impossible to get benefits from Wen Ran, he guessed that Wen Ran must be tired of playing with Meng Miandong, so he came to see Wen Ran He wants to take Meng Miandong back.

Due to the bankruptcy and liquidation of Yicheng Real Estate, Meng's capital chain is tight, and the directors are dissatisfied with Meng's father who made the wrong decision to acquire Yicheng Real Estate. Therefore, Meng's urgently needs to inject new funds to expand its business territory.

Xin Donghai lost his wife in his early years and was addicted to romantic places for a long time. He has played with countless men and women, and none of them can enter the door. Although same-sex marriage has long been legalized, marrying a male wife cannot have children, and it will also involve property issues. Of course, it is impossible for Xin Donghai to marry Meng Miandong.

However, Xin Donghai has already agreed to Meng's father, as long as Meng Miandong is sent to his bed for him to play, he will transfer a piece of land in City A to Meng's at a low price.

Meng's father failed in the real estate, and it would be great if he could win back from the real estate.

The piece of land in City A is located in one of the best areas of City A. It was demolished from the old residential area. There is a national key primary school within one kilometer. Just build the house and it will be a school district house. The best general hospital in city A, large shopping plaza and other facilities.

If he can get this piece of land smoothly, Meng's father will not only get rid of his shame, make a lot of money, win back his face and prestige, maybe the Meng family will also use this to enter the real estate industry in an all-round way.

Thinking of this, Meng Mingchun put away his thoughts and said with an apologetic smile: "Father will not force Miandong, it doesn't matter if Dad likes it or not, as long as Miandong likes it."

"Really?" Wen Ran glanced at Meng Mingchun, then turned to Chen Li and said, "See off the guests."

Meng Mingchun was furious: "Mr. Wen, you are not taking care of me, you are illegally imprisoning me."

"Illegal imprisonment?" Wen Ran laughed and said, "Manager Meng, why don't you go to the police and ask the police to investigate whether I have illegally imprisoned Miudong."

After the words fell, he ignored Meng Mingchun and took the elevator straight to the meeting room.

When he walked into the meeting room, it was already past time. He first apologized to the participants before he started to chair the meeting.

This meeting is about acquisitions. What is to be acquired is a high-tech company that makes mobile phone chips.

The meeting lasted for two and a half hours before it ended. After the end, Wen Ran hurried back home.

When I got home, Meng Miandong was having lunch, and when he saw him, he smiled and said, "Did you come here specially to accompany me to have lunch?"

Wen Ran rubbed Meng Miandong's hair: "I'm a little worried."

Meng Miandong said clearly: "I'm fine, but I'll spit it out after eating."

Wen Ran sighed, and asked Aunt Liu to add a pair of bowls and chopsticks to accompany Meng Miandong to have lunch.

After lunch, Wen Ran really didn't have time to stay, so he could only kiss Meng Miandong's lips, and then went back to the company for a meeting.

After two meetings in a row in the afternoon, he was inevitably tired, but he still washed his face, sobered up, and drove home to have dinner with Meng Miandong.

It was already six o'clock in the evening when he arrived, Meng Miandong was waiting for Wen Ran to come back, when he heard the noise, he stood up from the sofa, rushed out, and threw himself into Wen Ran's arms.

Wen Ran was caught off guard, under the momentum, he almost lost his footing, but fortunately he supported the wall in time.

Meng Miandong hugged Wen Ran's waist happily, and said coquettishly, "I'm so hungry."

"Then let's go eat." Wen Ran took Meng Miandong's hand and went to the dining table.

After Meng Miandong finished eating, he stared at Meng Miandong and asked, "Did you throw up after lunch?"

Meng Miandong proudly replied, "I vomited. It took two hours for me to vomit."

Wen Ran smiled and said: "It seems that my hibernation will be able to overcome psychogenic vomiting in a few days."

my hibernation...

Meng Miandong said shyly, "Well, I am your Miandong."

Wen Ran's heart softened when he heard that, he lowered his head and kissed Meng Miandong's fingertips, it was clearly a simple kiss, but for some reason it was a bit sentimental.

Meng Miandong had just peeled the hairy crabs, and there were some crab roe on her fingertips, and with Wen Ran's kiss, most of the crab roe was taken away by Wen Ran.

He pointed to Wen Ran's lips, and said apologetically, "It's stained with crab roe."

Wen Ran said with a smile: "Then let my Miandong wipe it off for me, okay?"

"Okay." Meng Miandong took out a paper towel and was about to wipe it, but heard Wen Ran ask, "Can I wipe it with your fingers?"

Meng Miandong was startled, hesitated for a while, and then raised his ring finger, which was not stained with crab roe, to wipe it off.

Wen Ran's lips were burning hot, as if his fingertips were scalded, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but he had no strength, his fingertips seemed to be stuck on Wen Ran's lips.

"I..." Meng Miandong's mind suddenly became a mess, he didn't know what to say at all, he only uttered one syllable, and then he was stuck.

"Don't be afraid." While observing Meng Miandong's expression, Wen Ran poked out the tip of his tongue and licked Meng Miandong's fingertips a little.

Meng Miandong really showed some fear, but she didn't tremble, nor did she withdraw her hand.

It should be because Meng Miandong's hands are used to his touch, right?After all, Meng Miandong often took the initiative to hold his hand, rub the back of his hand, and hug him.

He tried to suck in Meng Miandong's fingertip again, unexpectedly, Meng Miandong still didn't tremble.

Feeling the scorching heat in Wen Ran's mouth with his fingertips, Meng Miandong couldn't bear it any longer. Fear and joy intertwined, overturning his body. In order not to tremble, he relied on Wen Ran not to see through the dining table, And twisted the flesh of his thigh with his left hand.

His whole energy was drawn by Wen Ran's temperature, and he didn't feel any pain at all.

He didn't realize that his eyes had fully exposed his fear, Wen Ran watched the increasingly intense fear in Meng Miandong's eyes, and immediately spat out the fingertip.

"I'm sorry." Wen Ran called Aunt Liu over to clean up the dishes, and then said to Meng Miandong, "Go and wash your hands."

Meng Miandong stared blankly at the fingertips stained with Wen Ran's body fluid, her heart was beating like a drum, and her whole body was burning hot.

Seeing that Meng Miandong didn't respond, Wen Ran asked again, "Would you like to wash your hands?"

The smell of hairy crabs and crab roe remained on her hands, she really should wash her hands, but Meng Miandong subconsciously didn't want to wash off the body fluid attached to them.

However, you can't always wash your hands, can you?

Did Meng Miandong follow Wen Ran to wash his hands? He washed his hands while looking at Wen Ran in the mirror and said: "I'm fine."

"No, I don't want to force you." Wen Ran took hand sanitizer to help Meng Miandong wash his hands, after washing his hands, he dried them again, and then wiped off the crab roe on his lips with a tissue.

"You can..." Before Meng Miandong finished speaking, Wen Ran interrupted: "I can't order you, and no one can order you."

"Wen Ran..." Meng Miandong turned around, put her arms around Wen Ran's back, and stood on tiptoe, kissing her.

Wen Ran stroked Meng Miandong's back, then pushed Meng Miandong away and said, "I don't need compensation, you did nothing wrong."

"I'm not trying to make it up to you." Meng Miandong explained, "I actually like kissing you very much."

"That's good." Wen Ran lowered his head and kissed Meng Miandong, still a superficial kiss.

After the kiss, the two went to sit on the sofa, and Wen Ran said indifferently: "I saw your brother today, he wants to see you, so do you want to see him?"

Meng Miandong flinched instinctively, shook her head and said, "I don't want to see him."

Wen Ran asked again: "Then do you want to see your father?"

"I don't want to." Meng Miandong said timidly, "I'm afraid that if I'm in front of them, I won't be able to resist obeying their orders."

Wen Ran didn't want Meng Miandong to go back to Meng's house, let alone go on a blind date, but he really wanted Meng Miandong to meet Meng's father and Meng Mingchun. In the final analysis, Meng Miandong's catering personality disorder was probably due to Meng's father got it, and Meng Mingchun also contributed to it. In order to cure the catering personality disorder, Meng Miandong had to face Meng's father and Meng Mingchun.

Wen Ran was reluctant to force Meng Miandong, so he changed the subject and said, "Miandong, how is your review going today?"

"I've already reviewed three subjects." Meng Miandong said nervously, "There are twelve subjects in total, I don't know if there is enough time?"

"It's in time." Wen Ran glanced at his watch, the time was 47:[-], and the meeting was scheduled to start at [-], so he had to rush back to the company immediately.

He touched Meng Miandong's stomach, and said gently: "I'm going back to the company for a meeting, and I'll be back after the meeting."

Meng Miandong said obediently: "Well, I'll wait for you to come back."

This meeting is very important, and it must take a long time, so Wen Ran warned: "Don't wait for me, go to bed early."

Meng Miandong said stubbornly, "No, I will wait for you to come back."

"Then I'll try to come back as soon as possible." Wen Ran hugged Meng Miandong and left.

Meng Miandong watched Wen Ran go out of his sight, however, he waited until 12:30 in the evening, Wen Ran did not come back.

He sat on the sofa, afraid of disturbing Wen Ran's meeting, so he didn't dare to call Wen Ran.

The night was silent, except for him, there was no sound of living things, and when the curtains were drawn, there were no stars, no moon, and no figure of Wen Ran.

"Wen Ran... When will you come back... Come back soon, okay..." He curled up into a ball, hugged his knees, and the loneliness of being abandoned suddenly grew uncontrollably in his heart.

In the last meeting, Wen Ran didn't adjourn until twelve o'clock in the evening. After the adjournment, Chen Li walked up to him and jokingly said, "Today there are four meetings in total, and you are late for three. Everyone is guessing whether you are Jinwuzang." So cute."

Chen Li is Wen Ran's most capable assistant, and it is rare for the whole company to dare to make jokes about Wen Ran in front of Wen Ran.

Wen Ran not only didn't mind, but also said seriously: "Maybe in a few days, let alone a meeting, I won't even come to the company."

Chen Li couldn't help laughing: "From now on, won't the king come to court early?"

He suddenly remembered another thing: "Isn't Meng Miandong's mother's tomb on the top of the mountain? On April [-]th, he refused to let me carry it, only let me help him, and he seemed to be afraid that I would approach him, I don't know Why, am I scary?"

Wen Ran carried Meng Miandong up the mountain on the [-]th, [-]th, and [-]th of Meng's mother's burial. On April [-]th, he also took it for granted that Meng Miandong was carried up the mountain by Chen Li. Unexpectedly, Meng Miandong actually Was it helped up the mountain by Chen Li?

At that time, Meng Miandong's left foot couldn't touch the ground at all, so Chen Li supported him, and he only used his right foot to jump up and down the mountain step by step. For a while, he was distressed and regretted, but he realized that to Meng Miandong, he was special.

While the two were talking, they arrived at the garage. Wen Ran bid farewell to Chen Li and drove home. When the car drove from the main road to a small road, he suddenly found something wrong with the brakes and the left front tire. Immediately afterwards, a car sped away suddenly. out and hit his car straight.

The speed of the car was very fast, and the brakes failed and the left front tire leaked. He didn't have time to avoid it completely. Under the violent collision, the windshield shattered and the airbag popped out. He had a moment He was in a trance, but he immediately recovered his mind and got out of the car to check the situation.

Unexpectedly, the driver in that car fell on the driver's seat, his head was covered with blood, and his breath was weak.

"Wake up quickly." He didn't know the driver's injury, and it was inconvenient to rescue him, lest he accidentally cause more damage, so he hurriedly dialed 120.

He calmly reported the address of the accident, hung up the phone, and called 122 again.

While waiting for the ambulance and the traffic police to arrive, he called Meng Miandong, and Meng Miandong quickly answered the phone with a pitiful voice: "Why haven't you come back yet? I'm waiting for you to come back."

Wen Ran lied: "I still have to work overtime, I'm afraid I won't be able to go home today, go to bed early, don't wait for me."

"Well, I see." Meng Miandong briskly reported to Wen Ran, "I only vomited a little after dinner."

Wen Ran's forehead was torn, and a strand of blood slipped down from it, blurring his left eye. He reached out to wipe it off indifferently, and then said pleasantly: "That's great."

Meng Miandong said aggrievedly, "Why don't you praise me?"

Although Meng Miandong is not in front of Wen Ran, he can clearly describe Meng Miandong's current facial features.

Meng Miandong's condition is getting better, she can act like a baby, and ask for compliments. Now Meng Miandong's eyebrows and eyes must be full of vitality, which is completely different from Meng Miandong who is kneeling at the gate of Meng's house.

"Mian Dong, you are great." Wen Ran pressed his temples hard and said, "Go to sleep, it's late."

Meng Miandong yawned and said, "Okay, I'm going to sleep, good night, don't work too hard."

After losing Meng Miandong's voice, Wen Ran notified the withdrawn bodyguards to protect Meng Miandong before putting the phone back in his pocket and leaning on the car, thinking whether it was designed by the Meng family and his son, otherwise Everything was too much of a coincidence. In the morning, he angered Meng Mingchun. At night, the brakes failed first, the left front tire leaked, and then there was a car accident for no reason.

He looked around calmly, but he really didn't find the camera, and thought, "Isn't there a witness coming out of nowhere saying that I deliberately murdered him?"

——This city is one of the top three municipalities in terms of economy in the country, and there are cameras everywhere. When he drove home from the company, I am afraid that this section of the road is the only one without cameras.

Soon after, the ambulance and the traffic police arrived almost at the same time, and Wen Ran was sent to the hospital together with the injured driver.

The two traffic policemen stayed in place, surveyed the scene, and took pictures to collect evidence.

Wen Ran sat in the ambulance, his eyes went black for a while, and he lost consciousness before reaching the hospital.

On the other side, Meng Miandong was originally sitting on the sofa and reviewing with a notebook. After hanging up the phone, he was about to go back to his room, but he couldn't help but stepped into Wen Ran's room and lay down on Wen Ran's bed.

This time he slept peacefully, he never thought that the next day, he didn't see Wen Ran, let alone that he just opened Weibo after breakfast, and saw Wen Ran's news ——It is said that Wen Ran, the director and deputy manager of the world's top [-] Wentian Group, killed someone at around [-] o'clock in the morning this morning, and even abandoned his car and fled.

This microblog was posted by a netizen in this city, and it has already exceeded [-] retweets and comments.

One of the most popular comments was: So what if rich people deliberately run over people to death?The final result of the investigation was definitely a traffic accident, and it was enough to pay a little money.

"Impossible, how is it possible?" Meng Miandong murmured, and dialed Wen Ran's number, but unexpectedly he couldn't get through.

He broke out in a cold sweat instantly, and the phone fell from his hand to the ground with a crisp sound.

He didn't have Chen Li's phone at hand, so he picked up the phone in a panic, and called Wentian Group again, asking to be transferred to Chen Li, but Chen Li wasn't there.

He turned to ask the other party for Chen Li's phone number, but the other party refused to give it.

What should I do?

He firmly believed that Wen Ran would not run away in an accident, but where is Wen Ran now?Is it good to smell burning?

An inexplicable thought popped up in his mind: Maybe, maybe when Wen Ran called me, he had already been in a car accident... He lied that he was going to work overtime because he was afraid that I would be worried.

If Wen Ran was injured, he must be in the hospital.

So he called a nearby hospital, but the hospital refused to disclose any information.

Yes, hospitals cannot disclose patient information at will.

He changed his clothes and decided to go to the hospital for consultation. Just as he walked out of the community, he saw Meng Mingchun approaching him.

As soon as Meng Mingchun saw Meng Miandong, he said condescendingly: "Follow me home."

Meng Miandong flatly refused: "I don't want to go home."

Meng Mingchun smiled contemptuously: "Do you really think that Wen Ran will marry you?"

Meng Miandong said loudly: "Whether Wen Ran will marry me or not, I will not go home with you."

"Really?" Meng Mingchun ordered, "Meng Miandong, come home with me."

Thinking of Wen Ran whose whereabouts were unknown, Meng Miandong immediately gained courage, even though he was trembling all over, even if he subconsciously wanted to give in, he still did not obey Meng Mingchun's order, and insisted through gritted teeth: "I won't go home. "

"Do you think that after sleeping with Wen Ran for a few days, you can stop listening to me?" Meng Mingchun sneered, and wanted to grab Meng Miandong's hand, but before he touched Meng Miandong, there was a person standing in his way. In front of Miandong.

The bodyguard arranged by Wen Ran stood in front of Meng Miandong. The bodyguard was a head taller than Meng Mingchun, and gestured to Meng Mingchun: "Please, Manager Meng."

Meng Mingchun changed his face and said politely: "I'll leave after I talk to my brother again."

Then, he leaned close to Meng Miandong's ear and said in a low voice: "Wen Ran killed someone, but I have evidence to prove that he didn't do it on purpose. If you want evidence, come home with me. I'll give you In three days, if you don't come home with me, or tell others about this, I will destroy the evidence."

Meng Miandong thought about Meng Mingchun's credibility, and said in a trembling voice, "I won't go home."

Meng Mingchun narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Then you just wait for Wen Ran to go to jail."

Glancing at Meng Mingchun who was walking away, Meng Miandong took a deep breath and said to the bodyguard, "Do you have the phone number of Assistant Chen Li?"

The bodyguard nodded, and reported Chen Li's phone number to Meng Miandong.

It took a while before Meng Miandong dialed Chen Li's phone number, and Chen Li on the other end said, "Mr. Wen is at No.1 Civil Hospital."

Accompanied by bodyguards, Meng Miandong hurried to the No.1 People's Hospital. Chen Li waited at the entrance of the hospital, and said to Meng Miandong, "Mr. Wen is still awake."

"Is Wen Ran seriously injured?" Meng Miandong's voice was almost broken.

Chen Li comforted: "The injury is not serious. The doctor diagnosed that he was in a coma due to a concussion. He will wake up soon. You don't have to worry."

"I'm not worried." Meng Miandong tried to smile and said, "I believe that Wen Ran will be fine, please take me to see Wen Ran."

Chen Li brought Meng Miandong to the ward, and Wen Ran was lying on the hospital bed with pale gauze wrapped around his forehead, and there were many scratches on his face and hands, but luckily they didn't look serious.

Without thinking, Meng Miandong covered her lower lip in front of Chen Li and the bodyguards, kissed Wen Ran, then hooked Wen Ran's uninjured right little finger, and kept saying, "Wake up quickly, okay? Wake up quickly, okay..."

Wen Ran naturally couldn't respond to Meng Miandong.

Meng Miandong worked hard to calm down, looked up and asked Chen Li, "What happened?"

"I don't know either." Chen Li said with certainty, "But I think someone deliberately designed it, otherwise why would someone post a Weibo less than an hour after the accident."

Meng Miandong wanted to tell Chen Li that it was probably planned by his brother, maybe his brother really had evidence to prove that Wen Ran didn't do it on purpose, but he was afraid that his brother would destroy the evidence, so he bit his lip, He lowered his head and remained silent.

Not long after, Chen Li's cell phone rang, and he walked out of the ward to answer the phone.

The door of the ward was closed, and only Meng Miandong and Wen Ran were left in the ward.

Today is a sunny day, the warm sun shines on Meng Miandong's back, but he feels icy cold.

When it was extremely cold, a sharp female voice said: "Give me back my son, give me back my son, give me back my son..."

Immediately afterwards, there was a childish cry: "Give me back Dad, I want Dad, Dad..."

Meng Miandong opened the door, looked up, and saw an old woman and a little boy not far away being stopped by bodyguards.

The little boy was crying tears, and the old woman was also crying. The old woman was still holding a piece of paper on which was written: Wen Ran is a murderer!

The old woman was stopped by the bodyguards and couldn't get in, so she said to the people coming and going: "Wen Ran intentionally killed my son with a car! Wen Ran is a murderer! I want Wen Ran to pay for my life!"

A few people stopped and talked a lot:

"Didn't it be said on Weibo that Wen Ran had hit and run? Why was he hospitalized?"

"Wen Ran has plenty of money, so what if he kills one or two, it will be settled immediately."

"Rich people must have connections in the government, otherwise how could the business be so big."

"Even if ordinary people are not sentenced to death for intentional murder, they still have to be sentenced to more than ten years. Wen Ran, it's not necessarily the case."

"Why did Wen Ran do it himself? Maybe there is something hidden in it?"

"Auntie, I think it's better for you to stop making trouble, and watch out for revenge."

……

Meng Miandong didn't want to listen any more, closed the door, and went back to Wen Ran, but the slander against Wen Ran from outside kept coming to his ears.

He opened Weibo and saw that many people posted about the tragic situation of the bereaved family, and the comments below were all criticizing Wen Ran, filled with righteous indignation.

He knew that Wen Ran was right, but he couldn't do anything, if he went out to protect Wen Ran now, he would only add fuel to the fire.

I hope the police can find out the truth soon.

If... If only my brother has evidence, I will go home...

He understands that his elder brother doesn't like his younger brother, and he wants him to go home, eight out of nine out of ten is to sell him for a good price, to him, it doesn't matter if he sells to anyone, as long as he can save Wen Ran...

All day long, he was thinking wildly and couldn't eat.

Thankfully, he didn't vomit, and the food he ate wasn't much, but it all stayed in his stomach well.

He wanted to tell Wen Ran the good news, but Wen Ran didn't wake up until it was dark.

He looked at Wen Ran without blinking, and at nearly twelve o'clock in the evening, Wen Ran finally woke up.

Wen Ran opened his eyes, and uttered a word with difficulty from his dry lips: "You..."

A sentence suddenly appeared in Meng Miandong's mind: The clinical manifestations of concussion are headache, vomiting, transient coma and retrograde amnesia.

Retrograde amnesia refers to the inability of patients to recall experiences at a certain stage before the onset of the disease.