Mu Chen came out of the room quickly, "how's Qi'er?"
"Miss is still awake, but don't worry, doctor Jack said that miss is not in danger for the time being."
The big stone in Mu Chen's heart falls to the ground, and he breathes out. It's good that his life is not in danger.
He walked away quickly, and it was urgent for him to ask if he could have an operation.
Just now he also hid one thing from Su Meng, that is, the real Mu Ye has come back, and he can't exchange Gu Jin's heart for Xiao Qi.
Su Meng didn't know about Mu ye, so he didn't mention it.
He wanted to go to see Muqi first. A Wang's voice came: "master Chen, sir, please."
Mu Chen's footstep is one. If you want to say that in addition to the death of Muqi's heart attack, he is also afraid of one person.
Mu Nanshu, a name full of antique flavor, who knows him, is absolutely scared to hear this name.
He has not been to this room for a long time. No one is allowed to enter the room except the special person who cleans it.
In a European style retro architecture, there is an antique room, which looks a bit chic.
The roses fall all over the ground, the wind rises, and flies around.
The door that has been closed for many years opens at this moment. Mu Chen is very nervous and afraid.
People all say that Mu Ye is terrible. In fact, he did not even have one tenth of Mu Nanshu in these years.
Gu Jin's own heart, he did not know?
Mu Chen enters the door in terror. The room is cleaned very clean. The man in Tang costume is washing his hands in a delicate copper basin.
He likes classical things, so the design of this room is a continuation of the old oriental style.
A man handed him a white towel, and he wiped his hands. Every movement was elegant and calm.
Who knows how many people's blood has been stained by such an elegant man and such a beautiful pair of hands.
"You are back, sir." Mu Chen was adopted by him, and for a long time, he was still in awe of Mu Nanshu.
The fear of him is deeply engraved in his bones. This man always laughs lightly, but the means are extremely cruel.
He sat on the wooden chair, took the tea, opened the tea cover, and smelled the tea.
This is the idea that everyone sees him.
"Dust."
His voice is also very good to listen to, like a stream of clear water flowing from the mountain stream, clearly not cold, Mu Chen's heart almost jumped out.
"Sir."
"I heard you want a heart transplant."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Mu Chen would not change his face even when he was standing in front of others. Now, in front of Mu Nanshu, the talent said a word, and he was in cold sweat.
"Yes, although the first transplant operation was successful, Qiya was rejected. In order to solve this problem, I have plans to find another suitable heart for her."
Mu Nanshu raised eyebrows and looked at him, "what kind of heart does the dust think fit?"
Although he is still light, Mu Chen understands him, he has understood everything.
He knelt on his knees. "Sir, I had planned to exchange the heart of the eldest lady for the seventh lady."
Mu Nan Shu drooped his eyes and sipped tea, as if he had not seen his fear.
"A CAI, the Longjing in the West Lake is not as good as Biluochun in Dongting. I always feel something bad when I drink it."
"Sir, you haven't set foot in Rosenberg for a long time. People are not ready. I'll go and greet you later."
Mu Nanshu put down his teacup and looked at Mu Chen lazily, "does that dust know that brocade girl is my man?"
At that time, Gu Qi thought Muqi died, so he left with his children. For so many years, he always thought that he was twins.
It was not until Gu Jin returned to his home in recent years that he realized that Gu Qisheng had triplets.
So why did she bother to hide that girl? The answer may be that the girl has the same blood type as her.
He has already known about Gu Jin. Mu Chen has no reason not to know.
He is very clear about Mu Qi's mind, mu Nanshu.
Mu Chen quickly lowered his head and kowtowed, "Sir, it's me who is bold. In order to save Miss seven, I'm..."
"You should know that even though I don't like these daughters, they are born by Xiao Qi'er, and they are the people that Xiao Qi'er protects.
Because of these little things, Xiao Qi'er and I have been separated for so many years. Who gives you the courage to think about their lives? "
"Please punish me, sir." Mu Chen didn't have a second word. Mu Nanshu was cruel and cruel. He didn't know who he was.
He would not let go of anyone who moved his things.
"If you do something wrong for a long time, you should go and pick the roses in the yard and dry the water."Mu is waiting for the latter, such as tying him up with thorns, salting him for n days, or smearing honey on his wound to attract the insects and ants to climb up.
These are all things he used to do. Who knows, after a while, mu Nanshu did not speak again.
"What are you doing here?"
"Sir, do you punish me for picking flowers?"
Mu Chen is dumbfounded. This is not his style at all.
A CAI reminds a sentence: "dust young master, the gentleman is kind-hearted, the punishment is lighter, you have not thank Sir."
"Thank you, sir..." Mu Chen is still in the clouds. Is he dreaming?
Mu Nan Shu waved his hand, "I'm sleepy."
Mu Chen quickly got up to leave, until he came out of the clouds, he did not leave a little blood.
What's the matter, sir? It's not like him at all.
"Silly boy, you smile secretly. If you hadn't been kind to miss Qi these years, this time you just had a bad idea.
If you really move Miss Jin, he won't let you go. " Wang also warned.
Mu Chen scratched his head. In front of them, he always looked like a child.
"Uncle awan, sir has changed too much."
"Yes, after all these years, can it be the same? Go and see Miss seven
Mu Chen remembered the event. He felt the sweat on his forehead, and there was still some sweat behind him.
Mu Nanshu leaned back on the reclining chair, "a CAI, I have learned to be a good man. I will not kill indiscriminately and bloodthirsty any more. Do you think Xiao Qi'er will forgive me?"
"Sir, your wife's favorite person is you. If the husband was not paranoid and had to exchange the blood of the young lady for the blood of his wife, how could the wife leave you?"
Mu Nanshu covered his chest, "for so many years, will Qi'er not love me?"
At the thought of that man, he felt more pain in his heart and coughed again and again. A CAI quickly handed over a clean handkerchief.
Mu Nanshu coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his pale face was even more pale.
"How are you, sir? Take the medicine first. "
"A CAI, I miss her, Xiao Qi'er..." He looked into the void and murmured her name like a child.
A CAI sighed that his husband had suffered a lot over the years, and his Acacia became sick. He had an extreme personality, but later Gu Qi left, which made his illness more serious.
If Gu Qi doesn't come back, he doesn't know how many days there will be.
He is already in a state of semi madness. When he wakes up, he seems to be more sober than anyone else. If he gets sick, he doesn't know anyone and even degenerates into a child.
A CAI arranged his hair like a child.
"I know, I know, and my wife will soon wake up. Don't worry, sir."
"Ah Cai, I really don't want to kill people. I don't want to kill my daughter. Why can't she trust me? She never tells me where she is these years."
"Sir, madam, it's just fear."
Mu Nanshu was a bloodthirsty man more than 20 years ago.
"A CAI, you help me to tell Xiao Qi'er, I'm good, can you let her come back?"
"You're tired, sir. Tell me to sleep well first, madam?"
A Wang quickly brought him a blanket. It was clear that it was midsummer. The room was not air-conditioned, but he still needed a blanket.
Two people guard mu Nanshu, who would know that the dark emperor who once let people hear the name will be scared out, trapped in love all his life.
Half crazy, half mad, half mad.
Mu Chen walked quickly to Xiao Qi and looked at her closed eyes and undulating chest.
His face was full of tears. He was afraid of Xiao Qi's death.
Fortunately, his seventh son is still there.
Fortunately
The fingers gently stroked Muqi's cheek.
"Qi'er, brother Chen is here."
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