The young man, who was usually bright and cheerful, at that time, looked nonchalant when talking about human life, regardless of age.

He became someone he didn't recognize at all.

Thinking back, Mu Lianshen looked at the man lying on the bed, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips: "Ruyuan, I seem to have met my match."

He sighed, "How cruel."

Although I knew that those traitors betrayed because they had no choice.

But the results he found still shocked him.

Just to take Mu Lianshen's life, he committed so many murders!

"I should learn from you,"

If the families of those people were under the surveillance of the Mu family, then these things would have been discovered in advance.

Then can he save these people?

Although I know it has nothing to do with him, I still can't help but worry about these issues in my heart.

Song Ruyuan's consciousness was in a chaos. He seemed to hear someone's voice vaguely, someone calling him, but the voice was very empty, as if it was very far away, and yet very close.

He heard the voice again, and this time he recognized it as Mu Lianshen's voice.

Song Ruyuan felt that his consciousness seemed to be getting stronger. He could hear clearly what Mu Lianshen said. He wanted to open his eyes desperately, laugh at him, and then tell him,

He has ways to deal with those people who use vicious means.

As long as he bought himself a drink, he could help him find someone.

But he couldn't utter a word at this moment.

Suddenly I felt liquid flowing into my mouth. Is it medicine?

Then you should drink it quickly, and it will definitely help you open your eyes earlier.

After all, the opportunity to laugh at Mu Lianshen is rare.

But...

"Why is your mouth always so dry? It's too much trouble to get water at night. Just drink some wine to moisten it."

The moment he realized that what he drank was alcohol, Song Ruyuan collapsed.

What a good brother he is. It seems that what he needs more at this time is medicine.

Or, would you be exhausted to death if you go get me some water?

So he blocked two bullets for this guy, but in return he couldn't get any better care?

Mu Lianshen asked doubtfully: "Are you frowning?"

"Does the wound hurt?" He continued, "Just bear with it for a while. An An is asleep. Let her take a look at you tomorrow."

Song Ruyuan felt his heart churning at this moment, it would be better if he didn't have this brother.

Then I heard Mu Lianshen's heartbreaking words, "Your body is really a little weak. I was shot twice and was able to kill two enemies before I fell down."

"And he woke up right after the bullet was removed, unlike you, who slept for two days."

hehe....

Song Ruyuan began to doubt himself. Why did he save him at that time? Since he was so powerful, he should have been allowed to take the two shots.

He clenched his palms tightly and wanted to open his eyes to curse him.

He tried hard to open his eyes but they didn't open. He just opened his mouth with all his strength and uttered something vague that sounded like a dream.

"Mu Lianshen, your uncle..."

Although the voice was weak, he still heard it.

Mu Lianshen turned his head, raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and wiped away the loneliness between his eyebrows: "Now we can drink together..."

"Drink your uncle..."

He said this in his heart, because he seemed to have fainted again.

Mu Lianshen didn't care and just drank by himself...

In the morning, the sunlight shines into the room, casting mottled shadows.

Fu Xiao opened his eyes, put on his clothes, opened the door, and saw Mu Lianshen eating breakfast in the living room. He smiled and greeted him: "Good morning, did Uncle Song wake up last night?"

Mu Lianshen thought about it silently, then nodded, "I guess he's awake now."

What does it mean to count?

Fu Xiao didn't understand, but he didn't think too much about it. He sat down and started to eat breakfast. He would know after he finished eating and went to check.

Mr. Mu handed Fu Xiao an egg and said softly, "Eat slowly, there's no rush."

"Uh-huh,"

After dinner, Fu Xiao simply washed up and went to see Song Ruyuan.

Although a night had passed, the room was still filled with the smell of alcohol.

She glanced at Mu Lianshen beside her hesitantly, "Did you feed him wine?"

Seeing him nod, Fu Xiao asked in confusion: "Why?"

Mu Lianshen said calmly: "He is thirsty."

Fu Xiao: “…” There’s nothing wrong with what you said.

But Dad, isn't it normal to drink water when you are thirsty?

She coughed lightly and gave Song Ruyuan two more injections.

He poured him another cup of water, added a drop of spiritual spring water into it, and asked Mu Lianshen to feed it to him.

After all, he is my biological father, I can’t say anything.

Not long after the water was fed in, Song Ruyuan slowly opened his eyes. He looked around with lifeless eyes and heard a familiar voice.

"woke up?"

His eyes fell on Mu Lianshen who was speaking, and his focused gaze made him realize who this person was.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes and turn my head away.

Fu Xiao didn't see his movements. After reaching out to feel his pulse, he smiled and said, "Uncle Song, you finally woke up. Everyone was very worried about you."

Although Song Ruyuan woke up, he was still quite weak and had difficulty speaking. After hearing what she said, he smiled at her.

Mu Lianshen said quietly, "Can he move freely now? If possible, move him back to the Mu family."

This way An An doesn't have to run to Zhai's house all the time.

"Okay, but be careful not to touch the wound."

Looking at Mu Lianshen who was standing in front of the bed and making a gesture to hug him, Song Ruyuan turned his eyes away with some disgust.

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