His hand was still holding her, as if he didn't want to let go.

Qiao Muyuan kicked his calves twice: "Put me down so I can take a taxi."

He finally put her down.

Qiao Muyuan stood in front of him. She saw that the tall man in front of her was soaked to the skin. Especially the shirt on his chest was soaked by the rain, and his trouser legs and shoes were even more dirty.

She returned the umbrella to him: "Go back early."

"Yeah." He didn't say anything, nor did he take the umbrella, but his eyes always fell on her face and didn't look away for a long time.

Qiao Muyuan had not felt such a fiery gaze from him for a long time. She raised her dancing eyes and looked at each other, speechless for a long time.

Just as a taxi was driving out of the rain, Qiao Muyuan heard the sound, turned around and waved, and the car stopped immediately.

She got in the car.

The moment she closed the car door, she saw a lonely man standing under the eaves, cold and distant, his whole body covered with loneliness and loneliness like frost.

The car drove away quickly and disappeared into the rain.

Qiao Muyuan's mood suddenly collapsed. She sat in the back row and cried loudly. She covered her face and cried, tears streaming down her fingers.

The driver thought something had happened and couldn't help but express some concern, but Qiao Muyuan didn't say anything and just cried loudly until the car drove to the hotel.

After returning to the warm and cozy room, Qiao Muyuan had no intention of doing anything else. She sat alone at the window and quietly looked at the rainy courtyard.

Her body was already half wet and her clothes were cold, but she had no desire to change and kept sitting.

Dark clouds were hanging over the city, rain was pouring down, and there was chaos and depression under the gloomy sky.

…

night.

The rain is still falling.

Qiao Muyuan was drinking hot water in the hotel and quietly flipping through the magazines given to her by the hotel owner.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

A very strange phone call.

She picked up: "Hello."

"Hello, this is St. Billon Hospital. A patient was sent to the hospital urgently. We found your contact information on his mobile phone. The note he gave you was 'wife'. Can you come to the hospital? This is

The signature of the family members is required."

"I'm sorry, you dialed the wrong number. I'm single." Qiao Muyuan thought he was a liar and had a cold attitude.

"Really?" The other end was very confused and confirmed again and again, "But in the notes on the patient's mobile phone, you are indeed his wife."

"Pervert." Qiao Muyuan was not in a good mood and was about to hang up the phone.

"Wait a minute, miss, do you really not know this patient named Boris? He had a high fever when he was sent to the hospital. We checked and found that he had undergone major surgery on his head."

Qiao Muyuan was shocked.

boris......Ji Changmu.

"You just said, which hospital are you from?"

The other end sighed and reported the address again: "The patient is now in the emergency center and urgently needs signatures from his family members."

"What's wrong with him?"

"High fever may cause old head diseases."

Qiao Muyuan hung up the phone, put on her bag, grabbed a coat and ran out.

The hospital was not far away. She waved at the door of the hotel and got into a taxi.

He had a high fever, which must have been because he had carried her all the way during the day, and it was raining heavily at that time.

When she arrived at the emergency center of the hospital, Qiao Muyuan ran over quickly. Her face was still stained with tears from the day, her eyes were red, and she couldn't explain why she came.
Chapter completed!