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Chapter 339 Am I not going to live long?

"You don't know, Mr. Mo just arrived home, and his face turned dark... Have you ever seen the sky at four in the morning in winter?" asked Aunt Yun.

Liu Muwan: "I plan to tell him later."

"Don't be too late! It's another big house demolition accident!" Aunt Yun was so anxious that she was about to stamp her feet. "Hurry up, come back when it's time, and report when it's time! Oh, you don't know, Auntie is old, and her blood pressure and heart are not very good."

Liu Muwan: "Auntie, it won't be."

I see that you are always getting stronger when you hit Sishan.

Aunt Yun almost wiped her tears, "You haven't seen me. When he comes back, he takes you out the washboard, looks at it with a dark face, and touches the hurdles above one by one, and touches it, just like touching a knife..."

Liu Muguan: "Aunt Yun, I will give you Kuole!"

Please stop talking, it feels so picture-like.

She immediately called and said, "Brother, have you arrived home?"

Hearing the sweet voice on the other side of the phone, Sheng Yumo's face was still cold, "What's the matter?"

This tone of official words deeply demonstrates the seriousness of the matter.

"I'm so wronged!" Liu Muguan decided not to worry about it and said, "I had dealt with the matter of the artist here, so I immediately ran back to you. But I couldn't wait to roll in your arms for a minute. As a result, what happened? The artist suddenly fell seriously ill and fell to the ground, trembling all over, and had a high fever of forty degrees. After being sent to the hospital, he was in a critical condition. He was rescued and had injections. All the critical illness notices were..."

Liu Muwanzhen suddenly stopped talking when she was so excited.

Because, she saw that the opposite side had woken up, and was now opening her deer-like eyes, looking at her with a bit of horror.

"Continue." Sheng Yumo reminded on the other side of the phone.

Liu Muwan: "Oh, he's fine now, but there seems to be no tickets for the high-speed train. So... Brother, I can't get back to you, how can I get through this lonely and deserted night?"

"Yes." After hearing the exaggerated act of coquettishness on the other side, Sheng Yumo was extremely calm and only reminded him, "Be careful."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Muguan showed a very amiable smile at the very inconsideration on the hospital bed.

"My name is Guan Guan." She introduced herself, "I am Linlang Zhuyu's agent director. In short, she is half of your boss."

However, very little pitiful was probably scared, and tears flashed in his eyes, "Old, boss... I, can't I live long?"

Liu Muguan...

Hell! Very bad brother, you, listen to me, I just exaggerated interpretation technique, I really didn't mean to scare you...

After all, I was young. After a while, I lost my fever and had nutrient solution, and my whole complexion recovered a lot.

The doctor checked him and confirmed that there was no major problem.

However, Liu Muguan is facing a big problem at this moment... I really can't buy the high-speed train tickets, and there is no one left.

I don’t know what the hell I hit tonight. Logically speaking, there are high-speed train tickets after 8 o’clock in the evening, but they were all snatched away?

"Sister Guan Guan, do you have to go back to the imperial capital tonight?" Chang Fei asked with some trepidation when he saw Liu Muguan frowning.

He was afraid that because of his reasons, he delayed Sister Guan Guan's business.

Before he could repay Sister Guan Guan’s “life-saving grace”, he would cause her trouble.

He... doesn't want to be a burden to anyone.

"You can observe it in the hospital again," Liu Muguan did not answer him positively. She only told him, "He Shengming is here to accompany you, and you will leave again if you are sure you are fine."
Chapter completed!
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