"Xiao Jirong, Xiao Jirong..." Mu Siyu, who was in a coma, lay on the hospital bed and unconsciously shouted Xiao Jirong's name.

The sun shone quietly through the curtains on Mu Siyu's pale and haggard face. Xiao Jirong, dressed in a white suit, stood quietly beside her and refused to leave for a long time.

She seemed to be having a terrible dream, her brows were tightly knitted like distant mountains, which made people feel sad and sad.

"Xiao Jirong, Xiao Jirong..."

Her helpless look made him slightly moved. Involuntarily, he stretched out his hand to hold her hand that was grabbing around, but he suddenly pulled it back when he touched her fingertips.

She is Mu Siyu, Xiang Lan's sister.

He closed his eyes quietly and sighed slightly. After a long time, he spoke leisurely, his voice still calm, "If the dream is too sad, it is better to wake up and face reality."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving the room in silence.

Pushing open the door of the ward, the old housekeeper and Liefeng Kuanglei were standing respectfully by the door. An Lu was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at him with worry, "Brother Jirong... How is Siyu?"

Xiao Jirong glanced at An Lu with his deep pool-like eyes, raised his hand, and motioned An Lu to go see her in the ward, "Don't tell her I've been here."

Kuang Lei understood and pushed An Lu into the ward.

"Boss." The old housekeeper approached him respectfully and handed him a piece of information, "Here are all the information on Chen Sheng's bribery, bribery, and official position."

Xiao Jirong took the information, flipped through it casually for a few times, and raised his eyebrows, "Is Chen Hang not discharged from the hospital yet?"

The old housekeeper nodded, "Still in this hospital."

"That's good." Xiao Jirong nodded, "Lie Feng."

"exist."

"Bring a few people together and let the young master of the Chen family truly become a eunuch."

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"If the dream is too sad, it is better to wake up and face reality..."

That magnetic low voice kept echoing in Mu Siyu's ears...

"Xiao Jirong!" Mu Siyu suddenly woke up from her dream as if she was electrocuted. The person in front of her was not the person she wanted to see.

"An Lu...why is it you..." What she just heard was Xiao Jirong's voice.

"Why, you don't want to see me so much?" An Lu smiled helplessly and poured her a glass of water, "Are you thirsty? You've been unconscious for so long."

Mu Siyu smiled dryly and took the water handed over by An Lu, and took a sip gently. Her voice was hoarse and dry, "How long have I been unconscious?"

"Two days."

Xiao Jirong stayed in her ward for two days, not letting anyone get close.

"Has Xiao Jirong been here?" She held the cup, her eyes full of anticipation as she held the cup in her arms.

An Lu frowned, remembering Xiao Jirong's instructions outside just now, and lowered his eyes slightly, "Brother Jirong...he has never been here..."

Mu Siyu instantly felt that the porcelain cup in her hand was too heavy, so heavy that she could hardly hold it.

The hot water splashed on the back of her hand felt a biting heat. She held back the tears in her eyes and looked at the pale wall in front of her quietly.

She was in a coma in the hospital for two days and almost died. Xiao Jirong never came once.

This sentence alone was enough to make her whole heart sink into an ice cellar.

Yes, why did he come? He blamed her for causing trouble before it was too late. How could he come to the hospital to see her with such kindness?
Chapter completed!