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Chapter 445 relapse of eye disease in the beginning of Muqian

He seemed more resistant to the treatment than before, and he never insisted on it.

Besides, there is no doctor in the world who can guarantee that it will be cured. Except for Lancaster Mona, they can't ask for her now.

All she had to do was to stabilize him on her own and stay with him for 24 hours to keep his temper down.

"Again."

Gong Ou likes to hear her talk like this.

"I love you, Gong ou."

Said Shi Xiaonian.

"Mmhmm."

Gong Ou proudly raised his eyebrows, carried her on his back, and walked to their car step by step.

……

Italy.

The sun is shining, but the light in the bar is dim, just like the night, and the light is dazzling.

The bar was empty, the air was full of wine, but no one was there.

The corner sofa in the corner, a slender figure sitting there, white and slender fingers holding a glass of wine, a head of short hair, distinguished features, deep eyebrows, narrow eyes, straight nose, lips slightly pursed, is an outstanding Oriental face.

He sat there, drank all the wine in the glass, and put it back heavily.

The tea table in front of him is full of all kinds of wine.

Doctor eyebrow scar came in from the outside, walked to his face, bowed his head to him, "Mu Shao, I have dealt with the business that Mr. Xi told me."

"Well."

Mu qianchu sat there, answered coldly, poured out a glass of wine and drank it up.

"Mu Shao, your constitution is not as good as that of ordinary people. It's better to drink less, and Xi Lao is not satisfied with your recent efficiency." The eyebrow scar doctor bent down and took the glass from his hand.

Mu qianchu leaned on the sofa, raised his eyes and looked at him coldly. "You're telling for Xi Lao? Don't forget that you were just an unsuccessful person who was chased and killed. I transferred you to my side to cultivate you. "

"Of course, I remember musao's kindness to me, so I will remind musao that Xi Lao still values you."

Doctor eyebrow scar stood there respectfully.

"Respect? If you value him, you won't marry Xiaonian to someone else. "

Mu qianchu sneers, takes a glass of wine and hands it to his lips to finish drinking. The taste is like burning. "After the death of Xi Yu, Xi Lao is unhappy. It's me who slowly takes Xi Yu's hand. How many things have I done for Xi's family in this period of time, and the result? When they married Xiaonian to someone else, they had a little hesitation? "

Smell speech, eyebrow scar doctor sighs lightly, "Mu Shao, there are so many girls in the world, really don't need to spend so much time on a person."

Just after the voice fell, a few dancers came into the stage in exposed sexy clothes, and began to climb the steel pipe in the fierce music to start the hot dance.

He was the only guest on the floor.

The dancers winked at him as they danced.

Muqianchu picked up the bottle and poured a glass of wine into it. "What do you know?"

"If you don't have much desire, you'll have trouble drinking."

Said the eyebrow scar doctor.

"Yes, it's a mistake." Mu qianchu holds up his glass, looks at the liquor in it with narrow eyes, and draws a self mocking arc from the corner of his lips. "Originally, Xiaonian felt guilty to me, but she drank wine and made a mistake. Now she enjoys her love in peace, and doesn't remember the existence of me at all."

Not a single phone call.

Even when I called my parents, I didn't mention his name.

Many times he sat beside Xu Bingxin and watched Xu Bingxin and Shi Xiaonian make a phone call. From the beginning to the end, he was like a person who had never appeared before and disappeared completely in her life.

He had forgotten that this was the first time he had been completely injured by her.

How can a woman be so desperate.

"Mr. mu."

The dancer of the hotel presented a bucket of iced wine. Instead of ice, the wine was piled with special snow.

The wine bottle is placed on the snow in the barrel.

Mu qianchu looks down at the past, looking at the bucket of white snow, and the color is shining into his eyes.

He doesn't remember snow white, but he remembers the way he pinched snowballs with shixiaonian. At that time, there was no miyou, no powerful miyou, and shixiaonian was only his own.

"Qianchu, this is snow, ice, cool."

"Xiaonian's hand is as cold as it is."

Muqianchu looks at the snow in the bucket, stretches out his hand to grab a handful of snow from the bucket, the eyebrow scar doctor frowns, "Mushao."

“……”

Mu qianchu unfolds his palm, watching the snow melt slowly in his hand, slowly turning into water.

It's heartless, Xiao Nian.

How can we not even contact him a little, she said he was her most important friend, the result friend is used to forget it?

The snow was so cold that his hands became cold.

Muqianchu watched snow completely turn into nothingness in his own hands. He took a bottle of wine and poured it directly into his mouth. Doctor eyebrow scar stood by and watched. He could only frown and could not do anything.

The dancers were dancing hot on the stage.

Mu qianchu is drunk. He falls down on the sofa slowly. He holds the bucket with his long hand. The bucket falls down. The wine bottle falls down. The white snow also falls.

He fell there and hurriedly reached for snow white.

"Don't fall, don't fall."

He said anxiously, hurriedly reaching for the snow. It fell and gradually turned into water.

The snow has melted.

How to make it all.

Confused, mu qianchu felt like he was back when he was a teenager, when Xiao Nian pinched a snowball and put it in his hand to let him feel the cold snow.

It's changed.

Muqianchu reached out and took out his mobile phone. He pressed the number vaguely, dialed the phone, put the mobile phone to his ear, murmured, "Xiaonian, it's snowing. You can pinch another one for me."

The music in the bar is very noisy.

When mu qianchu thought about it, Xiaonian could not hear his voice. He shouted angrily, "turn off the music! No noise! "

The stage is very close to him. Hearing this, all the dancers are frightened and stop one after another.

The music in the bar soon stopped without a sound.

Mu qianchu is satisfied with the quietness now. He lies on the sofa with his legs curled up. He holds his cell phone tightly and says to it, "Xiaonian, it's snowing. Really, look, it's snowing."

In response to his voice is not a small read.

It's a mechanical female voice.

The female voice reminded him that no one answered his phone, and Xiaonian refused to answer his phone.

Once back to Gong Ou's side, her world is only him.

They don't want the memory of their childhood, he saved her to accompany her, and she doesn't want him, and she doesn't want it at all.

She only needs Gong ou.

No matter how long it takes, she only needs Gong ou.

He is the only one who keeps his memory and promise when he is young.

"Bang!"

Mu qianchu smashes his cell phone out, and his head suddenly aches. He reaches out his hand and holds his head. He opens his eyes and looks around him. Everything in front of him is shaking in his eyes, which makes him dizzy.

The line of sight is blurred.

Mu qianchu falls on the sofa and looks at the dim lights in front of him. He is easily drunk.

I'm drunk again.

Drunk well, so that his heart won't hurt.

He didn't have to think about her anymore, he didn't have to taste the pain of losing again and again.

Mu qianchu slowly closed his eyes and passed out on the sofa.

At the moment when he opened his eyes again, mu qianchu was particularly afflicted by the white shaking on the wall. He sat up abruptly and looked forward vaguely.

This is not a bar.

It's the hospital. At the door of the ward, Dr. eyebrow scar is talking with two doctors in white coats.

A splitting headache.

Every time he wakes up, his head hurts terribly.

Muqianchu put out his hand and pressed his head, closed his eyes and opened them again. His vision was still a little fuzzy, like a layer of shallow fog.

He closed his eyes hard, rubbed between them, and opened them again.

This one eye opens, the face that admires a thousand beautiful at the beginning skims a pale.

No change.

His vision did not become clear, or so, as if there was a very thin veil in his eyes, everything in front of him was not clear.

Mu qianchu opened his eyes in shock and immediately stretched out his hands and looked down.

It is visible, but not clear.

Why is that.

"Little desire."

Doctor eyebrow scar came in from the door of the ward and bowed his head to Mu qianchu.

"Why did you send me to the hospital?" Mu qianchu sat on the sickbed and stared at him.

"Mu Shao, after you got drunk in the bar last night, you said that your eyes hurt and you had a headache, so I sent you to the hospital." Doctor eyebrow scar stood there and said.

He doesn't remember.

He was too drunk to remember at all. He only remembered that he wanted to find Xiaonian. He called her, but she ignored him.

Since he recovered his memory, every time he looked at the back of Xiaonian, again and again.

"And then?" Mu asked coldly, "I want results."

"Has moosho ever had a craniotomy before, and it's because of eye diseases?"

Asked the eyebrow scar doctor.

"So what?" Mu qianchu opened his quilt and stepped out of bed. Wearing a blue suit, he went to the window. His voice was indifferent. "What's the result?"

"If the diagnosis is correct, you..." After standing behind him, Dr. eyebrow scar paused and continued, "how do you feel now that your eye disease has recurred?"

Eye disease recurred.

Mu qianchu stood in front of the window, his hands hanging on his side trembled.

He had nothing, but eye disease came back to him.

Seeing mu qianchu not talking, the eyebrow scar doctor said, "Mu Shao worries too much, thinks too much, and doesn't pay attention to maintenance at ordinary times. In addition, you have been drinking and staying up late for a while, which may be the cause of eye disease recurrence."

"I will be blind again."

Mu qianchu slowly said the result.

"At this stage, we will not be completely blind, but mu Shao should be ready for another operation." The eyebrow scar doctor says, he is to understand medical knowledge.

"What are the chances of success?"

Asked mu qianchu.

“……”

The eyebrow scar doctor was silent.

"Twenty percent? Or less than one Chengdu? " Mu qianchu stood in front of the window, the whole person was shrouded in the sun, he sneered, "the doctor who operated on me said that if there is a recurrence, don't expect to see again."

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