In the end, she asked out of concern, "What kind of sickness did Zhang Xiao get? A few days ago, I was still quite well. But now, I suddenly got sick and had to go to the hospital. I was so scared that my heart almost jumped out of my chest. I was extremely worried along the way. "

Ning Zhi Yuan silently cursed at the side: "Why didn't I see that you were so scared that your heart jumped out?" I want to see if your heart has my place.

"Who said Zhang Xiao is hospitalized?"

Mu Chen's face sunk. Zhang Xiao only had a cold and a fever, who said Zhang Xiao was hospitalized?

Lu Yong Chun immediately s.h.i.+fted her gaze towards Ning Zhi Yuan, causing both Mu Chen and Gao Shao Liang to look at him.

Ning Zhi Yuan explained himself expressionlessly: "Yongchun, you misunderstood me. I was only telling you that Zhang Xiao is sick and that I was giving her a shot at the hospital, but I didn't say that Zhang Xiao is in the hospital."

Lu Yong Chun opened her mouth. Did he say that?

Lu Yong Chun tried to recall the conversation between the two, but she really couldn't remember if he had said anything, or if she had truly misunderstood her. At that time, she had not woken up, it was One phone call who pulled her back from Zhou Gong's place.

So she smiled, "Maybe I heard wrong. Mu Chen, where is Zhang Xiao, I'll go take a look at her now. "

After Mu Chen and he looked at each other for a while, he then answered Lu Yong Chun: "It's in the blood transfusion area on the first floor."

"Alright, I'll go look for her."

Although she knew that she had made a mistake, Lu Yong Chun still decided to look for Zhang Xiao since she was here. She handed the fruit basket over to Ning Zhi Yuan and Ning Zhi Yuan raised her eyebrows as she looked at her. Come to think of it, Ning Zhi Yuan, you are a dignified seven foot man. When you are walking together with a lady, you don't even know how to take the initiative to help a lady carry her belongings. "Arrogant men are the most irritating!"

Ning Zhi Yuan pursed his lips.

Reaching out, he picked up the fruit basket, and then reached out to grab that bouquet of flowers from Lu Yong Chun's embrace, allowing him to walk away empty-handed. Then, he asked Lu Yong Chun indifferently, "Miss Lu, may I ask if I have pa.s.sed this test? Can you get a wife now? "

Lu Yong Chun laughed heartily: "That's more like it."

Mu Chen let the two of them go in first, and then the two of them went past Mu Chen and Gao Shao Liang and went inside. Mu Chen also heard Ning Zhi Yuan snort and asked Lu Yong Chun, "I'm already beginning to pity you guys, but I'm still lacking a wife. What do you think I should do?"

Lu Yong Chun was sensitive enough to realize that there was a huge pit there. Ning Zhi Yuan dug a huge pit to let her jump into.

She was not stupid.

"Let's have a cold dressing. It's quite tasty."

Ning Zhi Yuan:...

The two of them walked further and further away, and Mu Chen and Gao Shao Liang didn't want to hear any more of their bickering.

"Mubai, do we still need to talk?" Gao Shao Liang tried to probe Mu Chen.

Mu Chen gouged out his eyes and coldly replied: "If Gauguin doesn't have time, we can talk another time."

Gao Shao Liang laughed: "I have time, I'm afraid that Mubai has other things to do, I keep hearing Zhang Xiao say that Mubai is very busy, it's been a month since Mu Ya last saw you when she was awake."

Saying such a thing in front of Mu Chen was to tell him that he and Zhang Xiao got along very well and that Zhang Xiao would talk about many things with him.

Mu Chen's eyes slightly flashed, as a sour feeling surfaced in his heart.

Did Zhang Xiao always talk about this when she was with Gao Shao Liang?

"I'm on vacation today." After Mu Chen finished speaking, he took the lead to walk outside.

Gao Shao Liang followed him.

The two of them walked in the hospital's verdant courtyard.

Under a tree, Mu Chen stopped in his tracks and turned around to face Gao Shao Liang. The two of them did not immediately speak, but looked each other in the eyes. One was cold, one was gentle, one was strong, and the other was gentle yet filled with tenacity. No one was willing to give in.

"Since Gauguin said that you truly love Zhang Xiao, can I ask you a question?"

The one who broke the silence was Mu Chen.

Gao Shao Liang smiled lightly: "Please speak, Mubai."

"Gauguin loves Zhang Xiao so much. He must know how many strands of hair Zhang Xiao has right? Can you tell me how many strands of hair Zhang Xiao has on his head? " Mu Chen seriously and sincerely asked Gao Shao Liang how many strands of hair had grown on his head.

Gao Shao Liang was startled, he did not expect Mu Chen to ask him such a question.

How many strands of hair did Zhang Xiao have?

He didn't know.

He did like Zhang Xiao, but the two of them had yet to develop into lovers. Other than the time when he faked it and hugged Zhang Xiao, he had never gotten close to Zhang Xiao. Even if he was close to Zhang Xiao, he wouldn't be able to count how many strands of hair Zhang Xiao had on his head.

"Mubai, this question of yours is a little … "Too much." Gao Shao Liang thought that Mu Chen was deliberately making things difficult for him.

His goal was to find an excuse to stop from chasing after him.

Mu Chen laughed coldly: "I don't think my question is too excessive."

Gao Shao Liang asked him, "Then can I ask Mubai how many strands of hair does he have on his head?"

Mu Chen's gaze was deep, but his sword-like eyebrows were slightly raised, his tone full of confidence and arrogance. His two s.e.xy lips moved slightly as he said in a low voice, "Three Thousand Strands of Black Hair."

Gao Shao Liang:...

Mu Chen explained further: "Since ancient times, people have always used the word 'Three Thousand Strands of Black Hair' to describe their hair. No one has ever used '300 strands of black hair', and no one has ever used '30,000 strands of black hair' either. Even 'Three Thousand Strands of Black Hair' has always been used, and it's even an adjective that has never changed since ancient times, so I think that Zhang Xiao has three thousand strands of hair on her head."

Gao Shao Liang was speechless once again.

This man was too cunning!

Mu Chen looked at Gao Shao Liang with a smile that was not a smile: "Gauguin, do you approve if I explain it this way?"

Could Gao Shao Liang say no? However, he was not willing to accept Mu Chen's explanation.

Therefore, he questioned: "That's right, since ancient times, the word 'Three Thousand Strands of Black Hair' has always been used to describe a woman's hair, but who has counted it? Who could guarantee that there were only Three Thousand Strands of Black Hair? If Mu can personally count them and confirm that they really are Three Thousand Strands of Black Hair, I would be able to accept Mubai's explanation. "