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Chapter 278 The more impossible, the more true

Mu Qian thought, she and Huo Jinxi probably understood what each other meant.

The reason he quit smoking was because he wanted children, but she didn't.

He respected her meaning, but he was probably still angry in his heart, and he would make Mu Qian a lot of trouble that night.

The next day, Mu Qian originally agreed to accompany Mr. Huo to the hospital for physical examination, but he failed to get up when it was time.

Finally, the aunt knocked on the door and woke her up, and then she barely got up and walked into the bathroom.

The aunt helped her clean up the room. When she went downstairs, Mr. Huo was ready to go out and sat on the sofa waiting for her.

"Just getting up." The aunt said to Mr. Huo, "I was afraid I was exhausted last night."

When the old man heard this, he just laughed, "It seems that there is hope for me to hug my great-grandson again?"

After hearing this, the aunt hesitated for a while, then shook her head slightly, "I don't think it's still there."

After saying that, the aunt shook the garbage bag she had taken from Mu Qian's room that she was carrying.

Mr. Huo understood what he meant as soon as he heard it, and could only sigh slowly.

It was half an hour later when Mu Qian packed up and went downstairs.

As soon as she arrived downstairs, she took Mr. Huo's hand affectionately and was beaten with a stick on her calf.

"Ouch." Mu Qian quickly touched his legs and looked at Mr. Huo with grievance, "What are grandpa doing? Am I a little late?"

"Hmph." Mr. Huo snorted, and did not ask her about the previous question. He turned around and left the door first.

The purpose of Mu Qian's trip was not just to support Mr. Huo to check his health, but also because Mr. Huo's hospital was the hospital where Mr. Huo was now located, and she was also preparing to check on the situation.

When he arrived at the hospital, Huo Jinbei naturally arranged everything about Mr. Huo to take over, and Mu Qian took the opportunity to run to the intensive care unit.

The advantage of a private hospital is that it is strong privacy, and the disadvantage is that for journalists, it is not a good thing to be private.

As soon as Mu Qian went upstairs, he was blocked from his way before he even approached the ward.

At the door of Guan Xuefeng's ward, there were police officers staring at him.

Mu Qian wanted to get close to her but couldn't. When she was worried, Rong Heng happened to walk to the door of the ward from another direction.

"Rong Heng!" Mu Qian immediately called him.

Rong Heng frowned uncontrollably when he saw her at first sight, and then someone let her come over.

Only then did Mu Qian get closer and look into the ward by the small window on the door.

Guan Xuefeng was covered with instruments and tubes, and it seemed that he had not woken up yet.

"What's the situation?" Mu Qian asked Rong Heng.

Rong Heng held his arm and said slowly: "I just talked to the doctor and the situation has temporarily stabilized. If nothing unexpected happens, he should wake up soon."

After hearing this, Mu Qian couldn't help but gritted his teeth, "Can he notify me when he wakes up? I want to come and have a look."

"Of course not." Rong Heng looked at her again, "He is now the key target of supervision. If you ask you to come over and take a look, it is no longer in accordance with the rules."

Mu Qian was very disgusted with his behavior of breaking bridges across the river. "Hey, don't forget who helped you find him!"

Rong Heng glanced at her and then said, "Then don't forget that if you really want to do business, I'll take you back to the police station to ask."

"What are you asking me?"

"You know their identities, you have a grudge against them, and they have an accident one after another. What do you think I'll ask you?" Rong Heng said.

After hearing this, Mu Qian couldn't help but sneer, "Ha, you have discovered this. That's right, the murderer is me."

Rong Heng rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to her.

"It may also be your second brother." Mu Qian said, "After all, he loves me so much, he will do whatever I say!"

Rong Heng couldn't help but hold his forehead, "I beg you, can you stop making trouble?"

"Why are you so disdainful?" Mu Qian said, "The more impossible it is, the more it is the truth."

"Okay, Detective Mu, I received your meaning." Rong Heng said, "You go first, don't stay here all the time. It's not good to be seen by others."

Mu Qian snorted, looked into the ward again, and then turned around and walked away.

After going downstairs, Mr. Huo's inspections were proceeding in an orderly manner, and nothing happened to her. She simply sat in Huo Jinbei's office and waited patiently.

At this time, the benefits of private hospitals were once again reflected. Although Huo Jinbei was just a young doctor, his office was still very spacious and comfortable, with the window facing the central garden of the hospital.

There were only two or three people sitting on the bench to rest in the garden. Mu Qian glanced at him and was about to withdraw his gaze when he suddenly saw something from the corner of his eyes.

She quickly looked into the garden again, but saw a white skirt flashing behind a big tree, as if someone was hiding behind the tree.

Mu Qian stared at the tree for a long time, and a long time later, a head finally popped out from the tree.

She is a girl with long black hair, wearing a white dress, looking about teenagers, with very white skin, looking at the window where she is.

After meeting Mu Qian's sight, the girl seemed to be frightened and hid back behind the tree quickly.

Mu Qian couldn't help but take a few more glances in that direction.

However, the girl never poked her head out again.

Soon, Mr. Huo finally finished all the inspections and returned to the office accompanied by Huo Jinxi, while Mu Qian was still standing at the window and watching.

"Qianqian." Mr. Huo saw her motionless, "What are you watching there?"

Mu Qian then turned around and looked at Huo Jinbei, "Brother Xiaobei, isn't your hospital not very clean?"

Huo Jinbei glanced at her, walked to the window and looked out.

Just at this time, the girl in white poked her head out again. After looking at Huo Jinbei, the head shrank back at an extremely fast speed, and even the hem of the skirt was withdrawn.

Huo Jinbei withdrew his gaze, pulled up the blinds, then sat down, and analyzed his current physical condition with Mr. Huo.

In his words, Mr. Huo's health is greatly improved now than before.

"I'll just say it." Mu Qian happily stretched out her hand and held Mr. Huo, "Grandpa will definitely live for a hundred years."

Mr. Huo sighed and said, "I'm afraid I'll live a hundred years old and I can't wait for you to give birth to a great-grandson for me."

"Single!" Mu Qian said quickly, "Single is ready when you go back!"

Huo Jinbei frowned slightly as she listened to her shameless words, while Mr. Huo stretched out his hand and pinched her face.

When Huo Jinbei sent the two out of the hospital, Mu Qian once again saw the girl in white. This time she changed her place and was next to a pillar in the hospital building, carefully judging her head here.

Mu Qian and Huo Jinbei saw her at the same time, and Mu Qian finally couldn't help but turn around and asked, "Do you know me?"

Huo Jinbei shook his head expressionlessly.

Mu Qian then briefly commented, "Either there is a ghost in his heart or a brain disease."

Huo Jinbei frowned faintly and "slammed" to help her close the car door.

Almost all of what I got today was good news. Mu Qian was in a good mood and was too lazy to bother with him.

In the afternoon, Mu Qianzheng was excited to learn how to pack Xiaolongbao with his aunt, and suddenly received a call from Rong Heng.

She originally thought Rong Heng was going to tell her that Guan Xuefeng was awake, so she got up and prepared to go upstairs to change her clothes. However, when she heard Rong Heng's voice in the microphone, she was frozen in place.
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