C22 Maybe I Should Take You to the Neuroscience Department

Mu Shuishan followed his gaze and saw her cellphone on the table. She quickly put it away like a child who had done something wrong. Seeing Zhan Beirong's unhappy look, Mu Shuishan twitched her mouth and said, "Don't think that I'm that kind of saint. I will still help him if he treats me like that, but …"

Mu Shuishan paused before walking to the window, feeling helpless and unwilling. "Uncle Gu has always been taking care of me. Now that his company has gone bankrupt, he's in the hospital. If I don't help him …"

Even if she really wanted to help him, she didn't have the ability. Not to mention that she had already been driven out by Mu Family, even if she didn't have it, she didn't have any extra money.

Mu Shuishan turned around and looked at Zhan Beirong, who was silent. Forget it, he wouldn't understand even if she told him so much. A young master like him, who lacked nothing, would naturally not understand the current dilemma she was having.

Ye Zichen sighed, then just as he picked up his phone and walked out the door, Zhan Beirong followed behind her expressionlessly.

Ever since that incident, no matter where Mu Shuishan went, Zhan Beirong was like a small follower following her closely, as if he was afraid that she would disappear.

Due to Zhan Beirong's timely rescue, she repeatedly let her see Gu Cheng's true face and was grateful towards him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have promised the old man that she would temporarily stop her work at the police station and stay in Zhan Family to help treat Zhan Beirong's illness.

"I want to go see Uncle Gu." Mu Shuishan mustered up the courage to turn around and say to Zhan Beirong. Although she knew that he might get angry, there was nothing she could do about it.

Zhan Beirong just stared at her without saying anything. They looked at each other. The whole air was quiet, and Mu Shuishan couldn't understand what he was thinking.

After a few seconds of silence, Zhan Beirong pulled her downstairs. Lan Xu, who was standing outside the door, saw this strange situation and felt puzzled. He quickly followed, afraid that his young master would encounter another similar shooting incident.

"Zhan Beirong, where are you taking me!" Mu Shuishan couldn't help but feel baffled when she was pulled like this. She would never guess what his next move would be.

"Hospital." Zhan Beirong coldly threw out these two words. His tone seemed to be unwilling and unhappy.

Mu Shuishan's heart skipped a beat and she couldn't help but be shocked.

Hospital? Could it be that he wanted to bring her to see Uncle Gu? This transformation was too fast! The moment she heard of this, she felt as cold as if she had fallen into a cold storage. Now, she was actually so kind as to personally bring her there.

Along the way, Zhan Beirong always had a tense face, as if someone owed him several hundred million.

If you don't want to, you might as well let me do it myself. You like to follow me, but who asked you to save my life? Otherwise, he had to run away quickly!

Lan Xu, who was driving in front, looked at Mu Shuishan and Zhan Beirong through the rearview mirror. He seemed to be sweating cold sweat for Mu Shuishan. This cute girl who didn't know anything met a young master who knew everything.

When they arrived at the hospital downtown, Mu Shuishan suddenly thought of something and patted her head. "I'm so silly, I came running here without even knowing which ward I was in!"

Zhan Beirong frowned, as if he felt disgusted with her. Why is this woman so stupid?

Lan Xu cleared his throat, walked to her side and whispered, "Shuishan, you can ask over there …" As he spoke, he pointed at the nurse's desk beside him.

Mu Shuishan looked in the direction Lan Xu pointed and felt a little awkward. She raised her head to look at Zhan Beirong, who despised her a little, then turned to Lan Xu and giggled. "Hehe, I forgot …" "Thank you."

With that, he skipped over to the nurse's desk.

"Hello, I'm Gu Zeyuan's friend. Can you help me check his ward number?"

The nurse raised her head and glanced at her. With an official smile on her face, she tapped on the keyboard. A few seconds later, she said, "Miss, Mr. Gu Zeyuan has been discharged from the hospital."

Discharge? Didn't they say to operate? Didn't they say that he was very sick? Now I'm out of the hospital...

The girl in the white nurse's uniform was a little speechless at Mu Shuishan's astonished expression. Seeing her at a loss, she added, "Mr. Gu's illness isn't really that serious, he's already been discharged from the hospital."

What? Mu Shuishan raised her head with her eyes wide open. Nothing serious!? Then what Gu Cheng said in his text message... So they were all lies! Is he trying to trick me into lending him money? This was too much.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but feel a bit more angry. He pouted as he walked towards the hospital's entrance, completely forgetting about Zhan Beirong and Lan Xu.

Zhan Beirong walked with his slender steps and caught up to her within a few steps. When he saw her angry face, a smile unconsciously appeared in his eyes. He reached out his hand to pinch her, looking to be in a very good mood.

Lan Xu, who was standing to one side, looked at the two people who were in the same mood, and could not help but feel some sympathy for the silly Mu Shuishan. Lan Xu, who was watching, looked at the two people who were in the same mood, and could not help but feel some sympathy for the silly Mu Shuishan.

Mu Shuishan couldn't help but stop her steps when she heard Lan Xu's words. She glanced at Lan Xu's smirking face and then glanced at the rarely seen smiling face of Zhan Beirong.

Suddenly, his brain felt much better.

"Alright, you guys knew that hateful guy Gu Cheng lied to me, yet you still didn't tell me and still told me to come here! "This is so infuriating!" After saying that, he pouted and kicked the stone under his feet, feeling a bit unhappy. He clearly knew that Gu Cheng had cheated him, but he still acted like he didn't know anything, causing him to lose so much face.

He should have taken Zhan Beirong to the neuroscience department just now to see if something was wrong with his head.

"Shuishan, you don't understand. You've experienced it yourself. Next time, you won't be so soft-hearted as to believe his words. As the saying goes …" Before he could say anything, he was frozen by Zhan Beirong's cold gaze. He immediately closed his mouth sensibly.

As expected, when the Young Master was by his side, it was better to be more obedient.

Lan Xu sighed helplessly in his heart. Forget about it, as a clown, he would not care about it in the future. It was better to let Lee Ying do such a thing, otherwise, how could he be killed by the young master's gaze?

Mu Shuishan looked at the lively Lan Xu who suddenly stopped talking, then looked at Zhan Beirong's cold eyes, and immediately understood what was going on. Mu Shuishan looked at the lively Lan Xu who suddenly stopped talking, and then looked at Zhan Beirong's cold eyes, and immediately understood what was going on.

The moment he said that, he immediately ran out, afraid that Zhan Beirong's long legs would follow him.

"Sigh … Young Master, let me hurry up and follow her!"

Lan Xu thought Zhan Beirong would nod, but unexpectedly, Zhan Beirong stretched out his hand and made a "no" gesture. The corner of his mouth curled up into a confident and meaningful faint smile.

This wasn't like Zhan Beirong. He had followed Mu Shuishan wherever she went these past few days, but now … You don't want to follow me anymore?

The next second, Lan Xu realized that he was completely wrong. He had underestimated his young master.

Zhan Beirong took out his phone and slowly walked in the direction Mu Shuishan had just left. There was not a trace of nervousness in his steps. He looked completely at ease.

So that's how it is. No wonder the young master is so calm.