PFC Chapter 122: Cared for Like a Mummy
Chapter 122: Cared for Like a Mummy
It's all because it was too dark; he really didn't notice that earlier.
Swallowing hard, he went over and lifted the man's upper body. Sure enough, there was a small patch of blood on the stone.
With her last ounce of strength, Mu Yunfei murmured intermittently, "If I... don't wake up, I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"
After saying that, he finally stopped pretending to be strong, closed his eyes, and completely fainted.
"No way, buddy! If you're really going to be a ghost, just go and reincarnate properly. Even if you come looking for me, I can't bring you back to life!" Mu Zhen patted his cheek; he was truly unconscious.
Unable to do anything else, they carried the person on their backs and continued their arduous journey, huffing and puffing.
When they finally arrived at an intersection leading to the highway, there wasn't a single good piece of flesh left on Mu Yunfei's body.
Even his handsome face was covered in bruises and swollen beyond recognition.
Of course, Mu Zhen herself wasn't much better off; she had extensive abrasions on her arms and a cracked lip.
His pants were torn in several places by tree branches, and he was covered in mud and looked quite disheveled.
"Are they over there?"
Just as Mu Zhen was about to flag down the car, a dilapidated van suddenly sped across the road.
"Boss!" Lu Bu jumped out of the car and rushed to Mu Zhen's side. He first checked Mu Zhen's condition, and then went with Liu Si to move Mu Yunfei.
"Boss, let's go!"
Fortunately, Yao Qianyou was smart and rational, saying that the boss was very likely to come out through this path, otherwise they would have missed him.
Mu Zhen hurriedly got into the car. Now that the jungle was no longer a cover, who knew if another bullet would suddenly fly out from the shadows?
The driver glanced nervously at the two bloodied figures behind him and immediately abandoned the idea of raising the fare.
These are a bunch of reckless people; it's best not to mess with them.
The next day.
As dawn broke, a long line of top-of-the-line luxury cars drove into the private hospital under the control of the Governor's Mansion.
"Step aside!"
Seeing this, the security guard was about to step forward to help open the car door when he was stopped by a group of uniformly dressed bodyguards in black.
Soon, Di Tianhuang, Fu Tingyu, and Long Yuan stepped out of the car, surrounded by a large number of bodyguards, and then walked quickly towards the private passage without stopping.
Everyone's expression was very unpleasant.
"Have you contacted Luo Luo yet?" Fu Tingyu asked the group.
Long Yuan gave him a cold look: "You'll have to ask yourself that. What exactly did you do to offend her?"
She was so angry that she wouldn't even answer their calls.
Fu Tingyu remained silent.
"If you don't want to come, then you don't have to!" Long Yuan said.
Emperor Tianhuang frowned: "Afei used to insist on seeing Luoluo every time she got injured. If she finds out that Luoluo didn't come, she'll definitely go crazy again."
Long Yuan sneered inwardly. That was true before, but it might not be so now.
How could he be attacked out of the blue? And even shot? Who was so bold as to attack Mu Yunfei in the Xiajing area?
You should know that the Mu family has an army stationed there.
Long Yuan was stunned when he received the news.
'boom! '
Without time to concern himself with formalities, Long Yuan pushed open the ward door and rushed in, only to find that Mu Yunfei was nowhere to be seen.
There was only a 'model' bound like a mummy on the hospital bed.
"Where is Afei?" Emperor Tianhuang asked Fu Tingyu from the center of the room.
Fu Tingyu shrugged: "How would I know? I'll go ask the doctor."
As he said that, he was about to walk out.
Just then, the 'model' on the bed spoke.
"Here it is!" The voice was cold and low, carrying a anger that wanted to be vented but couldn't.
The three stared in disbelief, turning in unison to the mummy that was bound so tightly that only its eyes and a small part of its lips were visible.
Didn't they say he was only shot once?
Fu Tingyu, refusing to believe it, walked to the bedside and bent down to carefully examine the man's eyes.
His eyelids were bound, and you couldn't really tell who he was just by looking at his pupils.
"Ah Fei, is that you?"
Mu Yunfei stared intently at the ceiling, letting out a soft "hmm" through his nostrils.
Three people:......
I really can't figure out where that bullet must have hit to warrant such extensive bandaging.
"Which part of your body is injured?" Di Tianhuang examined the wound for a long time but couldn't figure out where the other person had been shot.
His eyes, hidden behind the gauze, narrowed menacingly.
Damn Mu Yunya, he was only shot in the shoulder, who knows why he turned out like this after waking up?
He was in excruciating pain all over his body, especially his head and chest. It was obvious without even asking that his head was cracked and his ribs were broken.
She must be deliberately getting revenge on him.
At the bedside, Long Yuan put down the medical record, his expression grave. Looking at Mu Yunfei, he added a hint of sympathy: "Lateral head fracture."
He suffered facial abrasions, a bullet wound to his left shoulder, a fractured left forearm, a broken right rib, a dislocated right arm, and several stitches to his right thigh.
The rest were large scratches and abrasions in various places.
You, Mu Yunya!
Mu Yunfei gritted his teeth inwardly. He had kindly saved her life, but she repaid kindness with enmity.
"Suck!"
Fu Tingyu gasped, "How did you get so badly injured?" Then, his face darkened, and he asked, "Do you know who sent them?"
"The Liu family of Xiajing!" Mu Yunfei subconsciously concealed this from another group of people.
He didn't want to wrongly accuse Bai Luoluo before he had investigated the matter thoroughly.
And even if we told them, they might not believe us.
Fu Tingyu recalled what had happened in the capital yesterday and promised, "Don't worry, I will give you an explanation for this matter."
I have indeed heard that the previous generation of the Liu family in Xiajing were involved in underground businesses, but this generation has worked hard to clean up their act and that's how they achieved their current status.
It seems that the so-called whitewashing is just a superficial effort.
Emperor Tianhuang took the medical record and glanced at it, becoming increasingly confused: "How did these abrasions come about?"
He could understand being beaten up and having his bones broken, but those superficial injuries... didn't look like they were caused by being beaten.
Mu Yunfei narrowed his eyes even further, a chill emanating from him: "I was only shot once."
"You weren't beaten up?" Long Yuan didn't believe it. He was sure you were ganged up on but too embarrassed to say it.
"no!"
"And what about your injuries?" Fu Tingyu pointed to his body, which was bound like a mummy.
"It was Mu Yunya who did it."
"Pfft!" Long Yuan chuckled: "Could her mediocre skills have beaten you up like this?"
"No, no, no!" Mu Zhen heard someone badmouthing him as soon as she arrived, and quickly pushed the door open: "I didn't hit him!"
Moreover, if it weren't for me, he would have bled to death long ago.
I risked my life to carry him out of the mountain, Mu Yunfei. I'm warning you, don't bite the hand that feeds you.
Do you know how much I suffered carrying you down the mountain?
Mu Yunfei tried to turn his head to look at her, but his neck seemed to be fixed by something, and he couldn't turn it at all. He could only try to move his dark eyes towards her.
It's better not to look at it, because once you do, it's a bit unbearable.
The woman was still lively and energetic, with only a small bandage on her arm. She angrily demanded, "What exactly did you do to me?"
If she was the one who carried him, then why is he so badly injured while she is perfectly fine?