ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar-www.] "Sit tight." The low and hoarse voice spread out.

Mu Anyou subconsciously grabbed the handhold on the car. The next moment, his body leaned forward with inertia, and the car instantly accelerated a lot.

Seeing the car body maneuvering easily in the narrow gap, and narrowly missing the surrounding vehicles many times, I have to admit that Zhan Aofan's driving skills are extraordinary.

When they arrived at the Fifth Courtyard, it was a little earlier than expected. Mu Anyou knew that this was due to him.

"Thank you." Mu Anyou quickly jumped out of the car, bent towards the figure in the driver's seat, and then walked quickly towards the clinic building.

The humble posture, the slender figure, and the hasty steps all overlapped and made Zhan Aofan's heart hurt.

He originally planned to leave after seeing her off, but he didn't know when he started to feel afraid to face her, afraid to see that indifferent and distant face, as if he was worse than a stranger.

However, the next moment, the action has already been decided one step ahead of the brain.

She took out the car keys, slammed the car door, and strode to the hospital. She thought to herself that the only person who could make her so anxious was her son.

The address of the Fifth Hospital is relatively remote, close to Zhongyuan District, so most of the patients it receives are relatively low-level patients in society, and their quality is relatively low. However, the hospital's staffing and medical level are at the lowest level.

The last one in the hospital in city A.

At this time, there was only one busy doctor on duty in the emergency room, and there was a full queue of patients around him.

"What are you yelling about? Didn't you see that my brother was hit on the head? You bitch, do you understand that it's first come, first served?" The man with a loud voice yelled angrily, with a few curse words mixed in his mouth.

Dressed in a dirty migrant worker outfit.

As soon as Zhan Aofan walked to the door of the emergency area, he heard such remarks. Through the gap that appeared, he saw the crying figure as he expected, and the same face was half-held in his arms.

Pale Mu Hui had a handkerchief wrapped briefly around his wrist, which had already been soaked in blood. It was obviously used in a hurry to rescue someone.

Thank you for your support!!!

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