Only then did Belmode realize that what the other party said seemed to be inconsistent with any language she had known in the past, but she was as familiar as her mother tongue.

This language was so familiar that he didn't notice it at first.

No need to think, this must have been done by that Mingjue.

"Go away."

"He won't care about you?" The nurse was wearing a mask, but Belmode still saw the incredibleness on her face.

This nurse was not the nurse in the ambulance. She was so surprised by the preconceived idea that Ming Jue was her boyfriend.

After all, my girlfriend was injured so badly, and her boyfriend left without accompanying her. It was a bit outrageous.

What's more, my girlfriend is so pretty.

Belmode coughed lightly, without any intention of letting Mingjue take the blame.

"He is my landlord, and he left after I woke up."

"So that's how it is..." the nurse nodded and said nothing.

Since it is the landlord, it doesn't matter much.

Not only did he pay medical expenses and hospitalization expenses, he also accompanied the other party to wake up and was very kind and righteous, and he could not kidnap the other party morally.

"Girl, how did you get this injury... It hurts so much..."

"Just call me Chris..."

Belmode was very uncomfortable with this title, girl, as if she was very young.

"I accidentally caused this injury..." Belmode said, observing the other person's expression carefully.

Ming Jue said that he had a "wisdom-reducing halo" that would make these people ignore some things so as not to expose her identity.

Now we can try to see if this so-called halo is useful.

"That's how..."

Perhaps influenced by the halo, Belmode said nothing, and the nurse seemed to have understood it and did not ask any more questions.

"Do you want to watch TV? I'll turn on the TV for you."

"good."

Belmode did not refuse.

She obviously couldn't rest before the potion was taken, otherwise the blood would easily flow back into the bottle after a bottle of potion was hung.

It's okay to watch TV and learn about it here.

"How many bottles of medicine are there?"

"There are two bottles of anti-inflammatory drugs." After turning on the TV, the nurse handed her the remote control, "I'll call me when the potion is almost over."

"good."

The ward has returned to quiet again, as for the sound of the TV hanging on the wall.

Belmode held the remote control and changed the channel expressionlessly.

At this late at night, there were no news programs at all, only various TV series that were not popular with the audience, so they were specially arranged for late-night TV series.

Finally, after a change, she chose a movie with a decent acting skills and continued to watch it.

In order to prevent himself from sleeping until noon, Mingjue specially changed the alarm clock at 8 o'clock in the morning.

After all, if there is a patient who needs to be taken care of, you still have to pay attention to the time.

Belmode was penniless and stayed in the hospital for ten days. If he didn't prepare food for her, she would have to drink the northwest wind.

Mingjue was too lazy to make it by himself. After going out for breakfast, he went to pack a portion of chicken soup, packed another portion of porridge, bought some fruit and took it to the hospital.

In the hospital, Belmode was still sleeping.

She had only rested almost in the early morning last night, but even so, she woke up as soon as Mingjue knocked on the door.

Even though she has the identity of an openly big star, she knows that she is essentially a killer and will not be less vigilant at all.

"Morning, how did you sleep last night?" Ming Jue put the thing on the table and greeted him very naturally.

Belmode's eyes fell on the things he brought.

All are familiar fruits.

The gap between the two worlds seems to be smaller than she thought.

"It's okay." Belmode sat up and said, "I didn't expect you to come so early..."

"I'll send you some food, after all, I'm my guest."

Mingjue opened the porridge and soup and placed it on the table beside her bed. She could get it without getting out of bed if she wanted to eat.

Belmode picked up the soup and took a sip, which was a little hot.

She gently blew the soup in the spoon, raised her head slightly, and looked at Mingjue with confusion.

"I'm curious, do you know who I am?"

I have to say that beauty is beautiful from any angle, and when you raise your eyes lightly, you will be a little fascinating.

Especially when I was injured at this moment, it was like a beautiful peony flower wet by rain, mixed with a little fragility, which was even more pitying.

Ming Jue silently recited in his heart that this was Belmode, at least in his fifties, he could kill people, so he was not attracted by the charm.

Too difficult...

Ming Jue nodded, "While my ability brings you here, I will also give me some relevant information about you, so I know who you are."

Belmode, whose real name is Sharon Winyard, and his identity is Cris Winyard.

These things have been given a long time ago.

Mingjue thought she was asking this, so he didn't think much about it at all.

"That's how..." Belmode frowned slightly, as if he was a little sad.

Her lowered eyes looked very complicated, but she was blocked by her long eyelashes and could not see anything.

"What do I want to call you?" Ming Jue asked.

"Call me Wen Yade." Only by calling me a surname, not a name, can you avoid something.

"Miss Wenyad."

Ming Jue was actually very curious about what her relationship with the boss was, what was the secret that Bourbon had in her, and why she hated the Miyao family so much, but it was obvious that these things were not something that could be asked now, and even Belmode would not say it.

And Bourbon doesn't know if he has mastered Belmode's password now. If he doesn't have one, it would be useless to ask.

The boss of the organization has already known through the plot, it is Karasuma Lianye.

But according to the timeline he sorted out, Karasuma Renya has been dead for many years and the possibility of living is very small.

Even Mingjue felt that the purpose of the organization might be to resurrect Wuhuan Lianye.

Who is the helmsman of the organization now? This is the most curious question.

But this question is the same as the above two. Ming Jue asked Belmode and would not say it, but would expose a lot of things.
Chapter completed!