MTL - Good Morning, Miss Ghost-Chapter 32 peach blossom

Ayao lay on the windowsill and watched Mo Zhen's Land Rover disappear away, and finally dispelled the thought of going out with them.

Master Yun looks quite like a cow, if he secretly follows him, he will be found by him.

的 The bell on his wrist rang twice inadvertently, and Aya lifted his left hand, looking at the delicately crafted bracelet slightly.

While driving the car, Mo Zhen glanced sideways at the person sitting upright: "Master, what do you want to do?" He deliberately opened Ayao and forced himself to go out, definitely not for a steak. .

Don't look at him in a suit, but he definitely prefers Chinese food.

Master heard the words and smiled a little, his gaze moved from the window to the side of Mo Zhen's face, "I should ask you this right. Mo Zhen, do you already know the identity of the female ghost He said that when Ayao wasn't dead, Ayao didn't show much surprise, although he took a moment, and Mo Zhen was calm and calm from beginning to end.

This is really interesting.

Mo Mohan held the steering wheel with his hands tightly subconsciously. He was silent for a moment before answering in a low voice: "I just knew it a few days ago." As for how to know, there is no need to mention it.

"Oh." Master narrowed his eyes like a fox and stared at Mo Zhen for a while before turning his eyes out of the window again. "What are you going to do?"

黑色 A black car approached, passing by the window. Listening to the whistling in her ear, Mo Zhen just opened her mouth and was interrupted by Master ’s words: "Do n’t answer me in a hurry first. Have I told you that when she goes back to her original body, she will forget this What happened over time, including you. "

Tong Mozhen's pupils shrank slightly, and the green light at the intersection in front flashed a few times, jumping into a red light. Mo Zhen's car stopped just at the crossroads.

When the long red light passed, and the car restarted over the zebra crossing, Mo Zhen slowly said, "What can I do besides letting her go back?"

Yes, he has no choice.

Master Yun did not answer, but just looked at the window glass silently. There was a faint reflection of Mo Zhen's side face, with sharp edges and smooth lines.

I was so sad that I couldn't express it.

I couldn't help sighing, Master held one chin in one hand and fell into thought. From the moment he first met Mo Zhen, he knew that this child was destined to have a calamity, peach blossom calamity.

In fact, even if he does not look at fortune telling, Mo Yan's outstanding appearance alone, many people have said that he will definitely commit a crime.

But Mo Zhen is a person who is not easy to be emotional, and even less emotional. Therefore, the peach blossoms that had hit were too late to bloom, and one by one fell into the style of Gao Leng's painting. But as long as he is emotional and emotional, it is inevitable.

听说 "I heard that she fell off the stairs and she is still unconscious." Mo Zhen's voice was very low, as if she was talking to Master, and she was talking to herself. Another car was galloping across, and Mo Zhen mechanically controlled Land Rover. He didn't even know whether to turn left or right at the next intersection.

Master Yu glanced at Mo Zhen who was clearly absent with Yu Guang, and asked gently, "Aren't you going to see her?"

句话 This sentence is like a bait, and fish will always bite easily.

看 "Look at her?" Mo Zhen repeated these two words subconsciously. Can he go see her? He remembered telling Yunze that she was in the central hospital.

I haven't finished my thoughts yet, and the steering wheel in my hand has turned abruptly. To go to the central hospital, turn right at this intersection.

When she noticed the sudden lane change of the car, Master could not help but grin. Love is indeed the hardest thing to comprehend in the world. He can make a person not like himself.

A downtown hospital never lacks business. It can be overcrowded even when other companies are laying off employees because of the economic downturn.

Mo Zhen stood up the collar of the coat, took the peak cap from the back seat, and turned out the big sunglasses, making himself like a pervert, still a little uneasy.

It would be better if there was a mask. Why not let Master buy one in the hospital first?

Mo Mozhen looked at Master as soon as she was about to speak, and the other person took the lead and asked, "What's her name? I'll help you ask her in the ward."

While moaning her own hair, Mo Mozhen said a little awkwardly: "Li Yan."

名字 The name is far more astringent than I thought. Ayao is much better than this.

He asked Li Yan's ward on the information desk on the first floor. Master walked to the front corner and said a number to Mo Zhen who was in the corner. The floor is not too high, and Mo Zhen chose to take the sparse stairs on the ground for insurance. Master has some criticisms about this point. He thinks that Mo Zhen's behavior is simply abusing the elderly.

Unfortunately, the old man was also curious. He followed Mo Zhen and walked vigorously.

Tong Liyan's ward is the third room in the corridor. The room is spacious and bright, and it is a single room. In a place as expensive as a hospital, and living in such a single room, Li Yan's family is pretty good.

除了 No one in the ward except Li Yan, Mo Zhen stood quietly in the corridor and looked at the people on the bed through the glass window.

Her face was pale and her lips were pale. She looked a lot thinner than Ayao. The tip of the needle buried on the back of the left hand is covered with a few white tapes, and the high hanging dots are doing a free fall drop by drop.

Mo Mohan's eyes moved, and she looked very weak, very different from the smiling girl in the photo.

"Don't go in?" Master's confused voice sounded behind him. It felt like the mountain spirit monster living on the mountain turned into a peerless beauty, tempting ignorant scholars to come home with themselves.

She's there, as long as Mo Zhen walks in, she can meet her.

Unfortunately, Mo Zhen didn't bite the hook this time.

"Let's go." I don't know how long he stood, Mo Zhen finally spoke two words. The master glanced at him, and a slight radian arose from the corner of his mouth. Not much to say, he turned and walked along the way.

Mo Mozhen followed him, and finally glanced at the person in the hospital bed. When they left, the two still walked up the stairs. When their backs completely disappeared at the end of the corridor, Xiang Yunze came out from the corner of the other end of the corridor.

Although Mo Zhen deliberately made a disguise, although he was far away, he would not misread Mo Zhen.

Frowning his eyebrows inadvertently gathered toward the center of his eyebrows, standing in the direction of Yunze, watching the direction where Mo Zhen disappeared.

做 什么 What is he doing here?

He was standing in Li Yan's ward just now. Although he mentioned Li Yan's name and the central hospital to him, he didn't think that Mo Zhen would go to visit her deliberately.

Someone who has nothing to do with him.

"Xanggongzi, what are you doing standing here?" Chen Qingyang pushed Xiang Yunze in the hallway like a wooden stick in front of him, expressing suspicion from expression to tone.

Xiang Yunze turned a deaf ear to Chen Qingyang's complaints, still standing still.

Chen Qingyang frowned, and went towards the place where Yun Ze was looking.

Nothing but empty corridors. What is this guy looking at?

After many years, whenever Chen Qingyang remembered the scenes at this time, he couldn't help but tear up.

She and Mo Tianwang, just missed each other like this!

喂 "Hello!" Chen Qingyang retracted his gaze and banged at Xiang Ze's ear. Xiang Yunze was obviously surprised. The whole person shook before turning to look at Chen Qingyang: "Please don't make a loud noise in public."

Chen Qingyang: "..."

不要 Please do n’t petrify anywhere!

Chen Qingyang muttered something in his mouth, bypassing the wooden post, and walked towards Li Yan's ward.

Although Dr. Fang said that Li Yan was about to wake up, but it has been more than a month, she did not see where Li Yan was going to wake up.

Chen Qingyang held the bag in his arms, sat down beside the bed, and pushed in the door towards Yunze.

"What the **** were you watching just now?" Chen Qingyang pulled out a few chocolates from his bag and threw them to Xiang Yunze.

"An acquaintance." Xiang Yunze subconsciously caught the flying thing, and after seeing it was chocolate, he threw it back to Chen Qingyang, "I don't like sweets."

清 Chen Qingyang poked his lips, peeled off a piece of chocolate, and threw it into his mouth: "Sweet foods can activate the brain, don't you people with high IQ like this?"

"Who did you hear?" Xiang Yunze chuckled, "Gao Sen likes to eat lemons."

"Of course he is different!" Chen Qingyang was suddenly excited, "Is that you made by Mo Tianwang!"

Yunxiang Yunze: "..."

Do you make it when King Mo just went out from here?

"唉." Chen Qingyang was excited, and her mood dropped again. "If we had to eat alone in front of a vigorous noodle like this before, she would definitely get up and hit us."

Yunxiang Yunze: "..."

So this is the truth that she always eats in the ward? Really good intentions.

She sat down in the open space next to Chen Qingyang, glanced at Yunze and asked, "Do you like Mo Zhen?"

"Nonsense, otherwise why do you think my pseudonym is boiled lemon?" Chen Qingyang gave Yunze a white look with anger.

"Oh." Xiang Yunze smiled and nodded, and didn't answer. Quiet for a little while in the ward, Chen Qingyang asked a little vicissitudes: "Xiangzi, when will you wake up when you say you are strong?"

He glanced at Yun Ze and Li Yan, and narrowed his lips. "It's almost coming."

After coming out of the hospital, Mo Zhen still took Master to the Carlisle restaurant. Not surprisingly, the restaurant is of course not yet open.

Master Tong is very dissatisfied with this. He even put on his suit. How can the restaurant be closed? !! This is absolutely unscientific.

Mo Zhen rushed away before he did any radical behavior. This man is a lot of age, but he can still do whatever he wants.

"Master, does your bracelet work?" I wonder if it was to divert Master's attention, or did he really ask that, Mo Zhen's cool voice suddenly sounded in the compartment.

"Are you questioning me?" Master narrowed her eyes dangerously, and her bangs on her forehead were windless. "With this bracelet, she can stay outside for at least half a year."

In half a year? Mo Zhen's eyes moved. He only needed half a month.

"Master, can Aya take a plane?"