Spoil You All Your Life

(Mo Zimu thought of the roadside man he saw in the red flag car on Saturday night, swallowing what was in his mouth, "I will go to her house later.")

"Should I accompany you?" Su Junmo looked at Mo Zimu.

"No need to."

after lunch.

Once sent Hermione home because of overtime work too late, Mo Zimu followed the route in his memory to find Hermione's house, rang the doorbell a few times, and no one opened the door.

not at home?

Mo Zimu took out his cell phone and dialed Su Junmo's number, "Did McDull go to the company?"

"No. Why, no one at home?"

"Yeah. I rang the doorbell and didn't see her coming out to open the door."

Su Junmo thought for a while, "Maybe she went to her boyfriend, I left a message for her, and I should call us back when I hear the message."

"may be."

Hearing the words'Hermione boyfriend', Mo Zimu's eyes flashed with doubts, and he turned to go downstairs.

"I'm back to the company and hang up first."

As soon as Mo Zimu finished speaking, there was some noise in Hermione's house, and then, it seemed that something was picking up the door.

Mo Zimu took his feet, turned and walked to the door of Hermione's house, patted the door and shouted, "McDull, McDull? I am Zimu, are you at home?"

"McDull, Min Min."

The more Mo Zimu shouted, the more anxious the sound of the door being slammed in the room.

In desperation, Mo Zimu held the doorknob in his hand and turned it, but it was not locked, and the door was pushed open.

"Wow~~~"

Hermione’s little bichon'Princess' rushed to Mo Zimu's feet, scratching her with two small paws.

"princess."

Mo Zimu walked into the house, bent over and picked up the little bichon, and looked into the living room. It was neat and clean. It seemed that he was really going out and not at home, but why didn't he lock the door?

When Mo Zimu was puzzled, the little bichon in her arms struggling to jump out of her arms. For her small body, the height that was not low made her white body roll on the floor twice before she got up and stood. The little Bichon who got up rushed to the door of the bedroom and scratched the closed door presumptuously. It seemed that he was too anxious.

Mo Zimu looked at the bedroom door, feeling something, and quickly walked over and turned the door open.

"McDull?"

Seeing Hermione sleeping on *, Mo Zimu walked over suspiciously, "McDull?"

"Minmin?"

Mo Zimu reached out and shook Hermione's body in her nightdress.

Suddenly, Mo Zimu saw the empty sleeping pill bottle above the head cabinet and pressed a letter underneath.

Suicide note? !

"McDull!"

Mo Zimu called Hermione, checked her body temperature and her temperature, and quickly took out her mobile phone and called the 120 emergency number.

After saying the address, Mo Zimu hung up the phone, opened the thin blanket covering Hermione, found a thin coat from the closet and put it on her body, pulled her back on her back and ran downstairs.

"McDull, Hermione, hold on for me, don't sleep, I will deduct your salary for being late for work, did you hear that."

Mo Zimu's Volvo carrying Hermione just drove about a hundred meters out of the community. An ambulance approached and moved Hermione to the ambulance. The black Volvo drove towards the hospital.

Hospital, emergency room.

Su Junmo ran over from the end of the corridor and saw Mo Zimu, "What's the situation with McDull?"

"In the rescue, overdose of sleeping pills."

"K! Why are you so stupid? I can't think of anything wrong!"

"The rest of the company is not alarmed, right?"

"When you called me, I was in a meeting, I didn't say it, but I guessed it was a bad thing from my face. Maybe someone would call and ask later."

Mo Zimu frowned slightly, and the scene he saw on Saturday night appeared in his mind again. If she guessed right, it should be related to that man.

After an unknown period of time, the lights in the emergency room went out and the rescue doctor walked out of it.

"Doctors."

"You are hers?"

Mo Zimu replied simply, "She is my sister."

"Oh, she was rescued. However, she won't wake up in a short time. After waking up, pay attention to conditioning her body."

"How long will she wake up?" Su Junmo asked with a sigh of relief.

"The time she sleeps is related to her own physique, and the level of consciousness she wants to wake up is also related to it. It may be half a day, a day, maybe 3 or 4 hours, but it may not be necessarily." The doctor looked at Mo Zimu, "You many Talking to her on her side may also encourage her to wake up earlier."

"Okay, thank you, doctor."

At seven o'clock in the evening, Hermione's ward.

Shi Zixian knocked on the door lightly, walked in, and saw Mo Zimu sitting next to Hermione*, "Not awake yet?"

"Ok."

"Don't worry, she will wake up soon."

Mo Zimu said in a low voice, "I hope."

Shi Zixian sat with Mo Zimu for a while, the door opened from outside, Su Junmo and Fatty Lan walked in with a basket of fruits.

"Sister Mu, Major General."

Fat Blue put the fruit on the table and looked at Hermione, who was still sleeping, with a sullen expression on his face. How could he be so stupid? No matter how big and difficult things are, you can tell everyone, why choose the most stupid one. The way.

"Zimu, you haven't eaten yet, I'll take over." Su Junmo walked to the opposite side of Mo Zimu, and after speaking to her, he looked at Shi Zixian and smiled, "Major General, have you eaten yet? ?"

Shi Zixian smiled slightly, "Not yet, wait for her together."

Mo Zimu looked at Shi Zixian with a partial face, "Didn't the phone call let you eat first?"

"It's okay, not hungry yet."

"When I know I'm hungry, my stomach has already suffered. Let's go and eat."

When eating with Shi Zixian, Mo Zimu had a bad appetite and didn't move his chopsticks much while watching the dishes on the table.

Shi Zixian picked up a little dish and put it in Mo Zimu's bowl, "Little thing, Hermione will be fine."

"Zixian, I'm not thinking about when McDull will wake up. I'm just thinking that there is no guarantee for such a thing as love. Today, it can be as sweet as a knee, and maybe tomorrow will turn to be a stranger, and you will never meet again."

"How did you think of this?"

"Hehe, it's okay, I think about it, let's eat."

After the meal, Shi Zixian and Mo Zimu had just walked out of the hotel when Mo Zimu's cell phone rang.

"Hey, Mozi."

"Zimu, McDull is awake, arguing and wanting to die. Come back early after you finish eating."

Mo Zimu's heart tightened, "I will go back soon."

Shi Zixian and Mo Zimu hurried to the hospital and heard her crying before entering Hermione's ward. Mo Zimu opened the door, walked in quickly, and saw Hermione sitting on her head with her arms held by Su Junmo and Ma Zhao. The bud head just over the shoulder was messy, the patient's clothes on her body were messy, and her trousers were in a mess. When he was struggling, he was rolled up to his knees, and there were several bruises on it.

Mo Zimu's gaze slid over Hermione's legs, walked to the side of her head, put her hand on her head, and sat on her head, "McDull, are you hungry?"

Two tears fell from Hermione's watery eyes and she shook her head silently.

"Fatty Blue used his wife to buy you the best fruit this time. It's a pity not to eat."

Ma Zhao immediately answered, "Yes, you know, my wife has never broken four digits. Buy these fruits, half of my wife is gone."

Hermione's tears were even worse.

Su Junmo and Ma Zhao glanced at each other. Hermione had the lowest laugh among the colleagues of the'holding the old man'. It was easy to make her laugh. There were two shallow dimples when she laughed. Fat Lan moved out of his wife and didn't laugh at her. It seems that the problem is not small.

Mo Zimu gently wiped away her tears with her fingertips, "No matter what happens, don't think about it now. With us, we will help you with all the difficult things."

"Yes, McDull, no matter what happens, you shouldn't..." Seeing Hermione's mood stabilized, Su Junmo slowly let go of her hand and looked at her, "How precious is life? It’s not easy in the next world, so I can’t think about it anymore."

Seeing Su Junmo let go, Fat Blue also let go of Hermione, persuading her, "That's right. The sky is falling, and the top is higher than you, what's up in his mind, unexpectedly..."

Hermione's tears kept falling, and seeing her holding her hands loosened, she suddenly rushed down.

"Hey."

"heads up."

Su Junmo hurriedly held Hermione, Mo Zimu hugged Hermione's waist with both hands, and pulled her back to her head.

"Don't worry about me, why you want to save me? I don't want to live, my mind is so messy." Hermione finally spoke, a little hysterical.

Mo Zimu let go of Hermione's waist and raised her shoulders to support her, "It's just a man."

Suddenly, Hermione raised her head in surprise and looked at Mo Zimu.

Mo Zimu grasped Hermione's shoulder fingers gradually, and looked at her teary eyes, "Why lower his grade for him?"