The President's wife is a global sensation

Chapter 6 The Mental Hospital Exploded
Tang Yimo was startled, thinking that he was awake, and then looked carefully, only to find that he was not awake at all.

She was a little puzzled, could it be her illusion at that moment just now?

Perhaps, because his pulse was too weak to wake up at this moment.

Then he took his pulse carefully.

His pulse condition was very weak, as rumored by the outside world, he might die on the spot at any time.

She wanted to know if he was poisoned, so she pricked the acupuncture point with a silver needle and checked again.

She took off the silver needle, it was not poisoned, that's okay, she sighed, and then lazily said: "Mo Xiqing, my parents and sister are waiting for me to be a widow, you have to be strong, at least wait until I find a next family." die."

"..."

Tang Yimo said again: "Your mother wants me to put some red on the bed sheet, this..."

She stared at his slender legs, her eyelids were a little hot, she turned her eyes away, and then said: "I'm really not that bold, so I have to spill some of your blood."

It wasn't that she was reluctant to part with this little blood, but that his physical condition required some blood.

Raising his hand, he stabbed the silver needle into his middle finger without mercy, dripping a drop of blood, and then slowly withdrew his hand.

Looking at the blush on the bed sheet, she pursed her lips: "Okay, we are husband and wife now."

She got out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a good shower and sleep.

When he just came out, Uncle Ding knocked on the door: "Madam, Second Young Master, please come over."

Tang Yimo frowned in displeasure.

Mo Yuchi?
What did he want her for?
Tang Yimo thought of the previous humiliation, so of course he wouldn't go!
Before the words of refusal reached his lips, Uncle Ding's voice sounded again: "Tongqi Hospital exploded an hour ago."

"what!?"

That was where she lived for five years, and there was a very important person there.

The thought of his safety made her breathe heavily.

He walked quickly to the door, didn't even look at the person on the bed, and opened the door, his rosy cheeks paled instantly: "What's going on here?"

Uncle Ding shook his head: "Only the Second Young Master knows the specific situation."

Tang Yimo had no choice but to let go of his dissatisfaction with him and follow Uncle Ding.

study.

Uncle Ding knocked on the door and said respectfully, "Second Young Master, Madam is here."

"Come in."

Tang Yimo walked in.

Mo Yuchi was writing with a brush in his hand.

He writes with one stroke, and the words are like a runaway horse soaring into the sky and leaving in the dust, and like a dragon flying in the sky, moving around, coming from nothing and returning to the void.

Write down strokes and strokes in a smooth and flowing way, combining hardness and softness, showing sharpness at the hidden front, and subtlety at the exposed front, and stopping abruptly at the closing point of the pen, like a sharp knife cutting, with a hanging needle and a side at the closing point.

——Mo Yuchi!

He wrote his name.

These three words are neither obtrusive nor harsh, neither middle nor side, neither dry nor moist.

Tang Yimo liked calligraphy and painting very much since she was a child, and practiced calligraphy very hard, and never felt that anyone could write better than her.

However, Mo Yuchi did it.

She froze for a moment, she didn't expect Mo Yuchi to have such sentiments.

After a moment of shock, he recovered freely, but there was a bit of unconcealable anxiety in his eyes, and he asked, "Second Young Master Mo, there was an accident in Tongqi Hospital, are the people inside injured?"

Mo Yuchi didn't answer her immediately, and wrote Mo Xiqing next to his name.

At this moment, I just feel that this man is very deep.

Tang Yimo asked again: "Is anyone injured?"

Mo Yuchi raised his head to look at her, and raised his eyes lightly: "Then you seem to care about it?"

"Please answer my question."

Mo Yuchi narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, observing her subtle expression: "When the explosion happened, all the patients and staff were on the playground, and only one patient who had never stepped out of the ward died in the explosion."

Tang Yimo took a tight breath.

never go out...

is it him?
　This is a two-way secret love story with multiple identities of the male lead and the female lead~
　　I can only spoil it, the white moonlight in the heart of the heroine is the hero, da da da~
　　
　
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