The hospital where Lian Yi was staying was very close to the Wushu Association. When Chen Muxi and Minglai came, they found that there were many cars from the Wushu Management Bureau parked at the entrance of the hospital, one of which was Bai Jinquan's motorcycle.

"Senior sister, the free fighting competition has been very popular recently, and I want to sign up for it." Minglai looked at the tall buildings not far away and felt a little itchy. It is said that the prize money for this competition is also very high.

Chen Muxi raised her hand and nodded her head, "Don't cause trouble."

"Okay..." Minglai replied with a pout. Senior sister is like her master.

The two took the stairs to the internal trauma ward on the fifth floor.

Minglai asked in confusion: "Has Senior Brother Lian Yi's internal injuries been cured yet?"

After his senior sister injured him last time, she left him a lot of internal injury medicine, which was enough for him to heal.

Chen Muxi was also confused. With his skills, he should not be hit by a car.

The ward was shocked in an instant because the entrance of the ward area was full of people, including fans of the Conquest of Honor and media. The hospital’s security guard directly set up a cordon outside the ward area, prohibiting all people who visited it.

"My God, no wonder my senior brother didn't let him go to the main entrance."

Minglai looked at the pile of flowers, fruit baskets and various support items randomly piled on the ground, shook his head in pain. It was so wasteful!

Chen Muxi led Minglai to the nurse's station directly, took his cell phone and looked at them, and then a little nurse asked with a smile on her face: "Are you Lian Yi's sister?"

Chen Muxi nodded.

Ward area.

“It’s here.”

The two of them thanked each other and knocked directly on the door.

"Come in……"

Chen Muxi unscrew the door lock and pushed the door in.

Facing a familiar face by the window.

"Why are you here?" Minglai exclaimed.

Bai Jinquan was also shocked. Just now, Lian Yi kept talking about his junior sister delivering him food tonight. Could it be the two of them?

Is Lian Yi actually a native of Mingshan?

Chen Muxi looked at the hospital bed, Lian Yi had bandages tied to his left arm and abdomen, and a strange young woman was feeding him fruits.

"Junior sister, do you know him?"

Lian Yi swallowed the fruit in his mouth and looked back and forth between Bai Jinquan and Shen Muxi, with curiosity and playfulness on his face.

"See you." Chen Muxi nodded to Bai Jinquan, looked at his arm and asked, "Is he hitting you?"

Lian Yi touched his nose with some guilt, "It must be me who hit him..."

The young woman next to her immediately replied with apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

She repeated the car accident with Chen Muxi and Minglai.

She was almost hit by a car because she was walking and looked at her phone and couldn't see the road. In order to save her, Lian Yi collided with Bai Jinquan who was driving the motorcycle.

Both of them were injured, and Lian Yi was even hit and vomited blood on the spot, and fainted directly.

When Minglai heard this, he immediately walked over and pinched Lian Yi's wrist, and frowned slowly, "Senior Brother, haven't you taken the medicine I gave you?"

"I took it, but it was so bitter..." Lian Yi replied guiltily.

Minglai saw his expression and knew that he had not taken medicine on time. He said with a stern face and said fiercely: "Lying down!"

Lian Yi immediately lay down obediently and replied with a smile on his face: "The little junior sister is so fierce, so no boy chases her!"

Minglai glared at him, took out a small wooden box from his bag and pulled out a super long silver needle from it, "Senior Brother, what did you say just now? I didn't hear it clearly..."

Yin Guang Senshen made Lian Yi swallow his saliva with difficulty, "I... kidding... hahaha..."

Under Bai Jinquan's surprise, Minglai gave Lian Yi a few needles.

The woman next to her eyes shone brightly.

Is this the figure of a supermodel?

It's too informative.

Bai Jinquan felt even more displeased when he saw Chen Muxi looking at Lian Yi's body without any hesitation.

He glanced at the lunch box placed on the table, snorted coldly, "It's nothing, I'm leaving." Then he walked out with big strides.

While walking, I sent a message to Mu Bai: [The girl you like is washing hands for other men to make soup.]

A "Ding"

The message was not sent successfully.

Bai Jinquan looked at the little exclamation mark on the top who refused to accept the message with a dark face, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

***

On the other hand, the body found in Maple Leaf Valley was confirmed to be an ordinary E-level agent who was responsible for blocking the levels at night.

Mu Bai stared at the three dead people drawn on the whiteboard and put a big question mark in the middle.

"Master, Xiao Zhang's autopsy report has come out. The cause of death was neurotoxin poisoning. The forensic doctor found a needle hole on the back of his neck, but the weapon was not found. It should be an acquaintance who committed the crime."

When Mu Yi said this, a trace of worry appeared on his face.

From the earliest assassination murderer to the present Xiao Zhang, the Military Administration Bureau has long been infiltrated with hostile forces.

If this person is a senior executive of the Military Administration Bureau, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"How is Mu Xi's exam?"

Mu Yi was stunned, but did not react, and looked at Mu Bai in a daze.

Why did you suddenly turn to Chen Muxi?

Is the old father's heart inspired again?

But he didn't say anything?

When I saw my grandfather's face, my face tightened and I quickly took out my cell phone to call Mu Bing.

At this time, the dean's office of the School of History was almost besieged by several professors from the School of Art.

He wanted to let Chen Muxi join the project team in a talkative manner.

Zhang Ying had a headache at this time, and it was also a worry that the students were too outstanding.

Shi Guoqiang said toughly: "Director Zhang, I have a national-level project in my hand. I urgently need such talents who understand Chinese painting, ancient painting restoration, and have high military value."

If Gu Jingyue hadn't secretly told her that Chen Muxi was a great martial artist or Master Chungu's apprentice, he would have missed this talent.

His current project has entered a bottleneck period and he urgently needs someone who understands the skills of restoring ancient paintings and has high military power.

There are very few people in the Wushu Association who have such abilities at the same time. Many literati do not like fighting, killing, just like many martial artists do not like to betray and write.

Therefore, there are few projects that the two associations work together to cooperate, which is one of the reasons why some ancient martial arts heritage are slow to be restored.

Zhang Ying rubbed her lower back and felt pain in her temples, "Professor Shi, it's really not that I don't help you. That girl said she doesn't have time to go to your project."

"Didn't she apply for exemption from attendance?" Shi Guoqiang looked like you don't lie to me.

Zhang Ying was helpless, and the news was well-informed.

She had to call Chen Muxi and asked her to directly reject Shi Guoqiang. Unexpectedly, Chen Muxi agreed, but she had to wait for her to come back before joining the project team.

Shi Guoqiang was naturally happy, and he was happy on his face and said that he would wait for Chen Muxi to come back.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Muxi replied to Gu Chunhua: [Assed.]

[Master's wife: After coming in, I worked hard. This project is good and there are many scholarships.]

【Xi: How many?】

[Master's wife: Be the same as your master! (Angry)]

Gu Jingyue looked at Gu Chunhua and kept looking at her phone. She walked over with great insight and pinched her shoulders, "Master, will Mu Xi join our project team?"

Gu Chunhua sat forward without revealing her traces and said lightly: "She can't come."

"Why? Mu Xi is so talented..."

But Gu Chunhua glanced at her indifferently, then continued to walk to the work table and put on glasses.

Gu Jingyue pursed her lips, and a trace of coldness flashed through her eyes.

Since that's the case, she's not polite.

After leaving the studio, Gu Jingyue looked at the lights outside and whispered to her cell phone: "Action..."
Chapter completed!