Along with everyone's exclamations, Mo Wenchu ​​fell straight down.

The female police officer quickly stepped forward and picked up Mo Wenchu.

…

The nose was filled with the familiar smell of disinfectant. Mo Wenchu ​​frowned slightly, then her eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

"Zhao Yi!" Mo Wenchu ​​sat up in shock and looked blankly at the white space around her.

A few seconds later, the door was opened from the outside, and David walked in, "Thank God, you finally woke up."

"Where is Zhao Yi? The policeman's judgment was wrong, right? The person who died was not Zhao Yi at all, was he?"

Mo Wenchu ​​grabbed David's arm tightly and asked eagerly.

David sighed with regret, held Mo Wenchu's wrist, and murmured, "Wenchu, we may really lose Zhao Yi completely this time."

"No," Mo Wenchu ​​shook her head desperately, "This is impossible. Zhao Yi is so powerful, how could he leave us so easily? I understand!"

Mo Wenchu's eyes suddenly lit up. After taking a cautious look outside the door, she lowered her voice and said to David, "Zhao Yi must have encountered some trouble. All this is his way to escape. He may be here now."

There is a corner of the world staring at us silently, waiting for the right time to meet us."

David looked at Mo Wenchu's serious look and couldn't bear to hit her, "Okay, this may be Zhao Yi's way of getting out of his shell, but Wenchu, have you ever thought about why that corpse is so consistent with Zhao Yi's condition? Is that possible?"

Could it be that in order for Jin Chan to escape from his shell, Zhao Yi deliberately killed a person who looked very similar to himself as a scapegoat?"

Mo Wenchu ​​lowered her head slowly, "David, I can't accept this. He didn't even have a chance to say goodbye to us, how could he just leave us like this?"

In the past two years, Mo Wenchu, Zhao Yi, and David have almost relied on each other and supported each other. They have already regarded each other as family members, so Mo Wenchu ​​cannot accept this.

"Nothing in this world can be perfect, there will always be regrets." David stepped forward and hugged Mo Wenchu ​​gently, "Wenchu, I will spare no effort to investigate this matter.

It’s about something.”

Mo Wenchu, who was in her arms, nodded slightly, her tears soaking a large part of David's clothes.

In three days, excluding the time spent on the road, Mo Wenchu ​​and David only had more than one day left. This little time was not enough to deal with Zhao Yi's funeral affairs.

So before leaving, Mo Wenchu ​​could only entrust Xu An to take care of everything for her, and help her bring Zhao Yi's ashes back home for burial.

On the flight back home, Mo Wenchu's eyes became moist from time to time.

After experiencing this blow, Mo Wenchu ​​fell ill after returning to the hotel.

The high fever never went away, and Mo Wenchu, who was confused and still refused to go to the hospital.

"Sister Wenchu, you must go to the hospital to take a look at your current situation, otherwise I'm really worried that your body will be damaged." Lin Bei anxiously walked around the bed, looking at Mo Wen who looked haggard.

First talk.

Mo Wenchu ​​shook her head gently, and after coughing a few times, she reluctantly said, "If I don't go to the hospital, I will be photographed by the paparazzi again. Now I just want to stay quietly in the hotel and wait for Xu An to help me."

Zhao Yi brings it back."

"Sister Wenchu..."

Before Lin Bei finished speaking, the cell phone on the table beside him vibrated non-stop.

Lin Bei could only answer the phone, "Hey, Sister Liu, Wenchu ​​still refuses to go to the hospital. What do you think I should do?"

"You go back, I will handle this matter."

Lin Bei frowned and turned to look at Mo Wenchu's situation at this time. There was a slight tangle between his eyebrows, "But the weekly salary situation is really bad now. I'm worried that if I leave, it will..."

"I've already found the doctor and am on the way to the hotel. You go back to your room and wait for news."

People who work in the entertainment industry are all top-notch people. Although Lin Bei didn't know the purpose of Liu Mintao's arrangement, since the other party insisted on doing this, it was inconvenient for her to continue asking, so she left in compliance with the other party's request.

Room.

Mo Wenchu's consciousness was in a completely hazy state, and my whole body was burning hot. In my blur of consciousness, I vaguely seemed to see a familiar figure standing in front of the bed.

But not long after, Mo Wenchu ​​fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, the sky outside the window was completely dark.

Mo Wenchu ​​opened her eyes and moved her hands slightly to lift the quilt, but when she moved her fingers, she unexpectedly felt pain.

Looking up, Mo Wenchu ​​saw the dripping bottle of water in front of her.

When did you come to the hospital?

Mo Wenchu ​​maintained this thought for a few seconds, and then she suddenly realized that she was not in a hospital, but in a hotel room.

"Mo Wenchu, do you want to die for your love?"

A familiar male voice came to her ears, and Mo Wenchu ​​stared in the direction of the voice.

Gu Jue walked towards the bed with a solemn expression and seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Why are you here?"

"I was on a business trip here, and then I heard that there was a fool who was terminally ill and refused to go to the hospital, so I had to come over and have a look."

"..." Thinking with his toes, he knew who the idiot Gu Jue was talking about. Mo Wenchu's eyes narrowed slightly, "I just hope there won't be any trouble at this time. Entering the hospital with an identity like me will inevitably happen."

It will trigger unnecessary discussions, and I am tired of dealing with them now. I just want to organize Zhao Yi’s funeral in peace and peace of mind.”

"The procedures in London still need to wait for a while. Mo Wenchu, I can understand your feelings about losing your friend, but do you think if Zhao Yi was alive, he would want to see you like you are now?"

Mo Wenchu ​​remained silent, silently turning her head to the other side and refusing to pay attention to Gu Jue.

Gu Jue took a deep breath and then continued, "As the heroine of "The Secret Realm", if you continue to be decadent, the entire crew will be shut down. Weighing the pros and cons, you should also think about whether you should actively cooperate with treatment."

, do you want to cheer up quickly?"

"Don't worry, I know these things well." Mo Wenchu ​​bit her pale lower lip and said in a deep voice.

Gu Jue stared at Mo Wenchu's pale face and sighed silently in his heart, "Maybe after what happened to Zhao Yi, you can understand my mood when I faced my grandma's death two years ago. Mo Wenchu, if

If you really know something about grandma's death, I hope you can tell me."
Chapter completed!