Chapter 1053 She has already lost trust in you

  Mu Cheng rushed in with his front foot, and Mo rushed over with his back foot. Between the two, there was only a difference of two or three seconds.

  However, it was only two or three seconds. When he rushed into the bedroom, he found that Wen Churan had been held tightly in his arms by Mu Cheng.

  He paused for a moment, forced to endure the bitterness in his heart, and began to patrol the bedroom back and forth, not even letting go of the bed, but he didn't even notice the slightest strangeness.

   Behind him, Mu Cheng roared, "Xiao Ran is injured, call a doctor soon!"

  Mo turned his head when he was in prime, and seeing Wen Churan fainted, a stream of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.

  As soon as he stepped forward, Mu Cheng had already rushed out of the bedroom with Wen Churan in his arms.

The private doctor rushed to the presidential palace as quickly as possible and performed a full-body examination on Wen Churan. Fortunately, she only had chest injuries, and the rest of her body was intact, and the injuries were not too serious. Take some medicine and rest for a few days. There won't be any serious problems.

Outside the bedroom, the private doctor reported to Sheng Shimo. "Ms. Wen’s situation is obviously because of a heavy blow to the chest, either by someone or something heavy, but...it should have been beaten. Yes, because my nurse found that Miss Wen has a slap mark on her chest."

   Palm print? !

  Mo and Mu Cheng looked at each other when they were in their prime, and both showed a puzzled and surprised expression.

  What happened in the bedroom? How could Wen Churan be beaten into a coma?

  In this presidential palace, who would dare? Who can do it? !

  After the private doctor left, Sheng Shimo asked Chuzang a long question in his heart, "Why did you come here in the middle of the night?"

  Mu Cheng does not live in the Presidential Palace, and the small western-style building he lives in is still a little away from here. How could he suddenly come to the Presidential Palace in the middle of the night, and it happened that Wen Churan had an accident!

   "It was Xiaoran who asked me to come over." Mu Chengdao.

   Hearing this, Mo's face sank in Sheng Shi, and he looked at Mu Cheng in disbelief, "She? Let you come over at midnight?"

  Mu Cheng took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Sheng Shimo. “She told me that she was in danger, and let me rush to the presidential palace as quickly as possible.”

  Mo looked down when he was in prime, and saw that the text message interface of Wen Churan and Mu Cheng was displayed on the phone screen.

  ——I’m in danger, please rush to the presidential palace as quickly as possible now.

  A few short words, it can be seen how hurried she was playing at the time.

  Looking at the text messages on the phone, Mo only found it ridiculous when he was in prime.

  Obviously, I was only a few steps away from her. As long as she shouted, I would definitely be in front of her in a few seconds.

  But she...but she would rather take the risk, send a text message to Mu Cheng, and let a person from so far come to rescue her!

  What if Mucheng is too late? If Mu Cheng fell asleep and didn't see the text message?

   Didn't she consider these? !

   Still, when she was in such a crisis, the only thing she thought of was Mu Cheng? !

  Mu Cheng seemed to see through Sheng Shimo’s mind, and said coldly, “It’s not surprising that she texted me, because she...has already lost trust in you.”

  Losing trust, and no longer relying on him, how can he still ask for help in times of danger?

  Mo knew the truth in his prime, but Mucheng dialect still angered him.

  At the same time of anger, it is actually more sad.

  A kind of sadness discarded by Wen Churan.

  It seems to have been sentenced to be completely out of this three-person battle...

   Seeing that Mo's face was extremely ugly in the prime of time, Mu Cheng didn't say anything, but silently opened the door and entered the bedroom.

  (End of this chapter)