Chapter 618: nightmare
Chapter 618 Nightmare does not wake up
Cangming parked the car at the door, got out of the car and almost carried Lu Heyun directly into the rear compartment, without even caring about the wheelchair.
Although Lu Heyun didn't continue to vomit, but his spirits were also very bad, his eyelids were heavy and kept sinking, as if he would faint at any time.
Mo Zhiyun let him lean on his body, and put the mineral water in the car on his forehead to temporarily relieve his high fever.
"Lu Heyun, hold on, you will be at the hospital later, did you hear that?"
Lu Heyun leaned on her shoulder and couldn't utter a word, his breathing was short, and his brows were tightly knit, obviously extremely uncomfortable.
Mo Zhiyun urged Cang Ming, "Hurry up..."
Cang Ming glanced at the man in the rearview mirror, and saw the worry on her brows, and without saying a word, stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom.
Hospital.
Cang Ming sent him to the hospital where he was hospitalized, and his attending doctor came to the ward soon.
When Mo Zhiyun was about to stand up, Lu Heyun held her hand, his voice hoarse, "Don't go... Zhizhi... Don't go..."
She wanted to break away Lu Heyun's hand, but Naihe held it too tightly.
The doctor in charge waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, let her stay, and immediately gave Lu Heyun a simple examination.
Arrange the nurse to give him infusion and medicine.
Mo Zhiyun sat down on the chair next to him again, and his hands were firmly clasped in his palms.
Lu Heyun narrowed his eyes slightly, his vision was a little distracted, as if he was talking in his sleep, and kept repeating, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"Original, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."
Every sentence is full of guilt, and every word is mixed with guilt.
Mo Zhiyun felt mixed feelings when he heard it, and his emotions were constantly changing, and he didn't know what it was like.
Lu Heyun clasped her hand even tighter, his voice was hoarse and affectionate, "Zhizhi, I love you..."
The black and white pupils shrank fiercely, and the whole person sat there without any reaction.
Wen Xingchen, who was standing at the door and was about to come in, stopped suddenly, grasped the doorknob with his slender fingers, so hard that the veins on his hand bulged, shock flashed in his pupils, and then a thick sarcasm poured out.
He loves Mo Zhiyun!
He actually fell in love with Mo Zhiyun!
How could he fall in love with someone else! !
Wen Xingchen took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the emotions that were about to collapse, turned around and ran outside, all the way out of the hospital, and was panting when he stopped.
In the cool wind of late autumn, already sweating all over, he turned to look at the hospital building towering high above the sky, his eyes gradually froze, distorted and crazy.
Lu Heyun, you forced me to do all of this.
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Mo Zhiyun's hand was held tightly by Lu Heyun, and he couldn't walk even if he wanted to. He leaned on the chair and fell asleep unconsciously.
When I opened it, I found that it was already bright, and there was a commotion outside the quiet ward.
She got up and walked to the door of the ward. Through the glass window, she saw a lot of people around the door of the ward, and some people were holding cameras and work cards.
Realizing something, he quickly turned sideways to avoid the camera, and stretched out his hand to draw the curtain on the glass window to block the prying eyes of people outside.
She walked to the hospital bed, and just as she was about to pick up her cell phone, there was a bigger commotion outside the door.
Walking over and opening a corner of the curtain, through the gap, I saw Chen Jing in a suit leading the hospital security guards to evacuate the crowd, and asked the reporters who were blocking the door of the ward to leave.
dong dong.
Chen Jing knocked on the door, "President Mo, the people at the door have dispersed, can I come in?"
Mo Zhiyun opened the door and let her in.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Mo, I'm late." In fact, she only received the news in the morning, so she rushed over immediately.
Mo Zhiyun didn't know what was going on, "What happened?"
A look of embarrassment flashed across Chen Jing's face, she didn't answer, and looked at Lu Heyun who was sitting up on the hospital bed.
Lu Heyun just woke up, his voice was still hoarse, "Zhizhi, why haven't you left yet?"
Mo Zhiyun glanced at Chen Jing, and said lightly, "I want to leave, but I can't even if there are a bunch of reporters at the door."
"Reporter?" Lu Heyun looked at Chen Jing with confusion, "What's going on?"
Chen Jing's eyes flickered slightly, she kept wandering in front of him and Mo Zhiyun, and finally said, "Today, many gossip magazines have revealed your family background."
One sentence shocked Lu Heyun's pupils, and the only blood on his face faded away.
Hands on the quilt involuntarily clenched into fists.
"Family background?" Mo Zhiyun was confused.
She only knew that Lu Heyun was an orphan, both of his parents died, and his relatives in the family had no contacts.
What happened to his family?
Seeing them, Mo Zhiyun didn't say anything, picked up his handbag, turned around and was about to leave.
Lu Heyun still pressed his thin lips together, not saying a word.
Seeing that he still didn't speak, Chen Jing eagerly followed Mo Zhiyun's back and said, "They said that Mr. Lu's father was a murderer, and his mother was...a...(ji) daughter."
This matter fermented quickly, and the public opinion was out of control. Sooner or later, President Mo will know.
Mo Zhiyun stopped suddenly, turned his head and looked at Lu Heyun, his bright eyes were full of disbelief.
His father was a murderer? !
Lu Heyun lowered his eyes and didn't look at her, his ashen face remained calm, and even his voice was unbelievably calm, "Chen Jing, send President Mo back, don't let the reporters see her."
At this time, he can no longer involve Zhizhi in it.
"Yes." Chen Jing walked towards Mo Zhiyun.
"No need." Mo Zhiyun came back to his senses and found his own voice, "Cang Ming is downstairs, he will take me back."
At this time, Chen Jing was even more inseparable from his side.
Lu Heyun lowered his head and didn't speak, nor did he look at her, his whole body was lifeless.
She still knew what he didn't want her to know the most.
Not only she knows, everyone knows.
This nightmare is so long, it seems that I can't wake up.
Mo Zhiyun took a deep look at him with bright eyes, turned and left without saying anything.
Chen Jing lowered her head and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I was negligent. The Internet and the paper media broke out suddenly, and I couldn't control it..."
Lu Heyun didn't respond, as if he hadn't heard anything.
"I think it's better to tell her personally than to ask my wife to go back and read the public opinion on the Internet."
She only found out about this matter after reading the news, and immediately went to look up the name of Mr. Lu's father. The original news report is still online.
So, the revelations on the Internet are all true.
"I don't blame you." He finally came back to his senses, pale Philippine lips evoked a bleak smile, "The fact is that my mother is a lady, my father is a murderer, and I am the son of a murderer."
Hearing his calm voice, Chen Jing's eyes suddenly turned red, "Mr. Lu, I can contact the best publicist for an emergency publicist..."
"No need..." She rejected her offer without any hesitation.
(end of this chapter)