71: 71 I'm your husband

71 I'm your husband

The little yellow hair was already so scared that his buttocks were dripping with urine. He begged Yeye to cry," Big brother, I don't know what the password is. We' re only in charge of looking after this place. The door is under the care of Ninth Master." 0

"People?" Lohan asked impatiently.

"Ninth Master went shopping. He should be back soon." A complicated expression flashed across the little yellow hair's eyes.

Feng Ru's eyesight was quite good. He seemed to have understood what little yellow hair was trying to do. He took out a dagger from his sleeve and ruthlessly stabbed it into the little yellow hair's thigh. The dagger gently slid inside. In less than a second, the little yellow hair's hamstring broke and let out a pig-killing roar.

"I'll give you one last chance. Do you want to say it?" As the wind gritted its teeth in a low voice, the dagger in its hand, carrying blood, swayed in front of the little yellow hair.

To play tricks in front of him, nine lives might not be enough.

Little Yellow Hair had originally wanted to use his Lohan to inform Ninth Master that he had sent someone to save him. He didn't expect the fierce man in front of him to actually see through his tricks. So, in order to protect his other leg, he obediently told him the password.

Lohan quickly walked to the door of the dark room, entered the password that the yellow hair had said, and cautiously pushed open the door of the dark room. A ray of light entered and a rotten smell spread out.

Before Lohan could enter, Mu Zhiyan gloomy face filled with anxiety rushed into the dark room.

On the floor covered with dust and filth, rats squeaked.

At the corner of the wall, the girl's entire body was tied up by a pitch-black rope. Her blood-stained face and curled eyelashes slightly opened the moment she saw the light. Fresh blood flowed out from the corners of her mouth. It seemed that due to the movement of her posture, the intense pain from her head made her subconsciously close her eyes again. Her expression twisted and she bit her lips tightly, allowing the smell of blood to spread through her mouth.

Where was this? Who was this man? Save me, save me....

The helpless despair silently muttered in her heart. Perhaps it was because she was too tired. The girl only managed to stay awake for less than a minute before she fell heavily again

Mu Zhiyan that expressionless face, it was so malicious and oppressive that it didn't have any expression. Ignoring the girl's stench, he held her in his arms and walked straight towards the door.

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At the hospital.

The smell of disinfectant permeated the entire ward. The girl's scarred face frowned and her eyes were tightly closed, as if she was sleeping soundly. In her dream, she was incomparably nervous and afraid.

Mu Zhiyan lowered her eyes that were the same as the starry sky, her slender fingers tightly holding the girl's fair hand, placing her palm on her chest, hoping to temporarily give her a little bit of comfort.

Rufeng couldn't help but feel sour when he saw everything. He sighed and could n' t help but say," Young Master Mu, you haven't eaten or rested for a few days. I' ve got someone to prepare some light porridge. You some first and rest. I'll call you when Miss Qiao wake up."

"No need." Mu Zhiyan coldly rejected him, his eyes seemingly unable to move away from the woman's face.

For some reason, he did not dare to close his eyes. He was afraid that when he opened them again, the woman would disappear from his sight.

Over the past few days, he once again felt the pain he was about to lose...

This kind of pain. The last time, it was seven years ago...

After an unknown amount of hours, the sky outside gradually brightened. The first glimmer of dawn quietly climbed up the window sill and entered the quiet ward through the light blue curtains.

Qiao Anran lying on the bed, she suddenly opened her eyes. The corners of her mouth twitched as she coughed violently. Because her movements fluctuated greatly, she only coughed twice and the blood at the corner of her mouth was rampant.

The first thing she saw was a man sitting in front of the bed.

His slender legs were folded casually, and his well-cut suit outlined a tall and powerful figure. He wore the cut of a white shirt with a faint blood stain and was meticulously tied to his collar. His handsome face and deep eyes were nervously looking at him.

Me? Who was this?

"You're awake." Mu Zhiyan soft voice broke the Qiao Anran's daze.

Qiao Anran pair of round eyes opened wide as she tightly pulled the quilt in front of her and asked nervously," Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Mu Zhiyan frowned.

What happened to this woman?

Qiao Anran nodded sincerely." Yes, who are you?" But? "Who am I?"

Confusion and panic flashed through her eyes.

Damn, what happened? Why did he not remember anything? Who am I? Who was he? And who was the man standing not far away? Who was it?

Qiao Anran tried to beat her head gently to calm down the panic in her heart, but she only gave it a gentle hammer. The next second, the man's wide palm tightly held her hand and said gently," I' m your husband. My name is Mu Zhiyan. You're Qiao Anran."

"What?" "You're my husband?" Qiao Anran opened his mouth in surprise.

How old was he? Why did he have a husband?

Mu Zhiyan frowned and nodded." Yes, you should rest first. I'll go see the doctor."

After saying that, Mu Zhiyan turned around and walked towards the door.

Ru Feng followed closely behind him. He couldn't help but ask," Young Master Mu, should we bring the world's best brain specialist over for a consultation?" Miss Qiao It looks like I lost my memory."

"Let's go." Mu Zhiyan nodded coldly and walked towards the doctor's office.

The attending doctor, Wang Haoran, was a top brain specialist in China. In order to take care of the woman Young Master Mu brought with him, he didn't dare to sleep all night. At this moment, his sleepiness was approaching and he was resting in the office.

When he heard the sound of the door being pushed open, he immediately jumped up from the desk in fear. When he saw Mu Zhiyan malicious and cold face, he immediately felt no sleep." Mu, Young Master Mu why are you here? Miss Qiao Are you awake?"

"She has lost her memory." Mu Zhiyan spoke coldly, as if wanting to know why this had happened?

Wang Haoran nervously swallowed his saliva and nodded thoughtfully. He took out Qiao Anran CT from the drawer and analyzed it carefully." Young Master Mu, from the Miss Qiao film, there's a small piece of blood on the back side of her brain that was caused by a heavy blow. may be that the blood has affected Miss Qiao's memory function. We need to do an examination to know the specific situation."

Mu Zhiyan nodded calmly and turned around to walk outside.

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