"What's the matter? " Dongfang Mo asked unhappily.
"It's like this. " Uncle Liu hesitated for a moment outside before reporting truthfully, "young master Zheng Biao is here. He's outside the courtyard and he's clamoring to see Miss Xi. "
Uncle Liu originally didn't want to come up and report this news to Dongfang Mo, but when he thought about how Zheng Yifan was seeking death outside one inch ink city with his injuries, afraid that something big would happen in the end, he thought for a long time Then, he still came up to report to Dongfang Mo?
Zheng Yifan was here He wanted to see her?
Dongfang Mo's heart skipped a beat. He looked at the woman who was sleeping soundly on the bed and thought about her determination to face death calmly. His fingers could not help but reach for his palm, as if he was making some sort of determination.
"okay, I got it. Go Tell Zheng Yifan that she has fallen asleep. Come back tomorrow morning if you want to see her. " Dongfang Mo's voice was still slightly hoarse, but there was a certain determination in it.
Uncle Liu was a little surprised outside the door because he did not expect Dongfang Mo to agree. After all, Dongfang Mo had spent a lot of manpower and money to stop Xi Muru and Zheng Yifan, and he had also spent a lot of effort.
Now that Zheng Yifan and Xi Muru were finally completely separated, he should have hidden Xi Muru away from Zheng Yifan so that he could not find her. Why did he promise Zheng Yifan that he could see Xi Muru tomorrow morning?
Uncle Liu could not figure it out, but Dongfang Mo's thoughts had always been hard to grasp. He and a Hao only obeyed his decision. They did not dare to make wild guesses about anything else.
Uncle Liu turned around and walked downstairs. Actually, he had some sympathy for Zheng Yifan and Xi Muru. After all, it was not easy to get rid of worldly notions and fall in love.
However, he was only Dongfang Mo's personal assistant. The Dongfang Family's affairs were complicated to begin with, and no one could explain it clearly. He was only loyal to his master, Dongfang Mo. as for others, he really could not care about them. To him.. Dongfang Mo's words were the imperial edict. He would carry out his orders as he wished.
The sound of Uncle Liu's footsteps disappeared from the courtyard of the Plum Garden. Dongfang mo turned his wheelchair and locked the door before slowly walking to her bedside.
He knew that what he had done today would definitely disappoint his cousin, Zheng Yiping. In the years to come, she would probably hate him.
However, he could not care about that anymore. Towards his cousin, other than a trace of guilt, there was nothing else.
It was already past one in the morning. Xi Muru was still asleep on the hospital bed, and he was a little tired. In fact, he barely ate at night because he was waiting for news from Uncle Liu. After her surgery, aunt Liu sent over pork liver and lean meat porridge She said that she would make supper for the two of them, but she did not wake up, so he had no appetite at all.
Thinking about how she died to show her determination, thinking about how she actually used scissors to assassinate him, thinking about how she said that she would die the same year, month, and day as him, his heart kept throbbing with pain... ...
The last drop of liquid in the drip bottle had already been dripped. He used his hand to pull out her indwelling needle and carefully took her hand to put it into the blanket. However, the moment he turned his head.. He realized that Xi Muru, who had been sleeping soundly on the bed, had already woken up.
He did not know when she woke up. Was it when he went to get the drip bottle or when he removed the indwelling needle? However, she was already awake at this moment. Her eyes were wide open as she silently looked at him.