After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

In fact, Murong Zheng had the idea a long time ago and asked the person at the registration desk to help him pay attention to his sister's name.

He has always been popular in the hospital, not to mention his good looks and ascetic and cold style. The female nurses at the front desk have long been secretly interested in him, so they naturally take what Murong Zheng said to heart.

But no one thought it would be useful one day.

On the day Murong Qiao was sent here with an injured arm, when registering Murong Qiao's name, this very sensitive surname immediately attracted attention, and then the female nurse at the front desk took the initiative to inform Murong Zheng, who was still doing experiments.

As soon as he heard that his sister was injured, Murong Zheng ignored the experiment at hand and immediately stopped it and put it aside. Then he ran to his sister without stopping and brought the relevant information about the injury.

Fortunately, the matter was not as serious as I thought. Although the wound was a bit deep, as long as it took good care for a while, there would be no problem.

What really stuck in Murong Zheng's mind was the fact that his sister was injured. He remembered going to the hospital with his sister, and there was some kind of celebrity artist there. Later, after understanding the situation with the other party as a doctor, Murong Zheng felt in his heart Got the numbers.

He returned to his office, took out his mobile phone from his white coat pocket, and directly dialed the most frequently called number.

"Why did you suddenly remember to call me? Are you no longer addicted to experiments?"

The moment the call was connected, Murong Chuan's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Murong Zheng was always very efficient and went straight to the point. "Jojo is injured and hospitalized."

There was silence on the other end for a moment. "Who did it?"

"She said it was an accident." Murong Zheng turned the pen on his fingertips, and then his eyes slowly dropped to the paper.

That's a name I just got from Chi Hanjing

"When he was injured, Qiao Qiao and Jiang Weiyang stayed together."

He didn't say anything unnecessary, but as a brother, Murong Chuan naturally understood what Murong Zheng meant, so he responded and hung up the phone with a frown.

Jiang Weiyang, Jiang family...Jiang Wenxu.

With a brain with excellent memory, Murong Chuan quickly found the corresponding connection from the database he had stored.

Even though everyone in the Murong family usually does their own thing, they can all come in handy at critical moments.

Although Murong Hengtuo was usually a professor who taught writing and did research, his abilities were not any different from Murong Chen who managed the company.

It would be better to say that among the brothers who were engaged in medical research and immersed in their own careers, Murong Chuan was somewhat similar to Murong Chen.

With the idea in mind, Murong Chuan soon obtained a series of information.

Murong Qiao didn't know that the second brother promised him not to tell others, but turned around and told the third brother Murong Chuan.

She is always good at dealing with documents, but she is currently practicing very hard on how to use her left hand to type and chat with one hand.

Her dominant hand was scratched, which really hurt her, so much so that the efficiency of the input method she was used to was more than twice as slow as before.

[Achen, I won’t go home today. 】

The first person Murong Qiao thought of sending a message to was naturally Huo Yichen.

But this time...

After taking a look at the sunny afternoon sky outside, Murong Qiao guessed that the other party should be handling matters at or over there at the moment.

Not long after the message was sent, the other party responded instantly.

【What's wrong? Do you need me to pick you up? 】

Seeing the message that the other party sent immediately, Murong Qiao was tired from typing, so he simply took a photo of his arm and sent it.

Fortunately, the doctor's bandaging technique was pretty good, so there was no blood seeping from the bandage, but it just looked a bit thick, like a mummy.

【Where? I am coming over now. 】

Then, when Murong Qiao was about to say that she might have to stay in the hospital tonight, before she could type a few words, a message came directly from the other side.

At this moment, Murong Qiao didn't need to think too much, he knew that Huo Yichen must be driving directly to find him.

Thinking that he would definitely not be able to persuade the other party, Murong Qiao simply broke the pot, clicked directly, and opened the location for the other party to share.

Fortunately, Huo Yichen had been to the Central Hospital several times before, so he was familiar with it.

"……President?"

Ye Zhen, who was standing next to the desk to report, was keenly aware that Huo Yichen's expression suddenly took a turn for the worse. He closed his mouth in despair, and then asked tentatively.

Huo Yichen picked up the coat at hand, stood up and walked toward the door. "The afternoon trip has been postponed."

When he saw the photo that Murong Qiao sent him, his face was tense and cold. When he came out of the office with such aura, no one dared to say anything as he passed by the secretarial area.

Everyone watched the CEO hurriedly leave in the elevator. Even after the elevator descended several floors, everyone seemed to slowly come to their senses. They looked at each other in confusion, and they all guessed that this had happened. What's up.

Ye Zhen was a little confused at first, but when he thought of the only person who could make the CEO react like this, a vague answer emerged in his mind.

Less than twenty minutes after Murong Qiao sent Huo Yichen the location, he arrived at the door of the ward.

"Achen!" When he saw the other party appearing at the door, Murong Qiao wanted to wave, but he thought of his second brother's cold face just now and calmed down.

In front of Murong Qiao, Huo Yichen would never remain cold-faced no matter what.

He took the food he had just bought from outside and put it on the bedside table first. Then he looked at Murong Qiao and finally landed on her injured arm.

"Don't worry, it's not a serious injury." Murong Qiao gently poked Huo Yichen with the fingertips of his left hand.

She knew that the other person was nervous about her, so she took the initiative to break the silence in disguise.

Fortunately, Huo Yichen didn't say much. He just looked at it for a while, then stretched out his hand to unpack the food he had just brought.

Murong Qiao originally wanted to reach out and take it by himself, but before his hand could reach the edge of the box, he was slapped away by Huo Yichen with moderate force.

"You're all hurt, just be honest."

The cold tone made Murong Qiao think that he was angry for a moment, but his cautious eyes stayed on the other person's face, and when he looked at him, he was a little undecided.

When Huo Yichen opened the food box, took out a bowl of porridge, scooped it up with a spoon, and blew it to his mouth, Murong Qiao stepped back a little embarrassed.

"Actually, I can also—"

She just wanted to struggle, after all, she looked a bit like a child being fed.

But Huo Yichen didn't give Murong Qiao a chance to speak, so Lao Shao took advantage of the other person's mouth to open his mouth and hit him directly.

The warm and fragrant porridge containing the glutinous rice grains filled the entire mouth at once, filling Murong Qiao's stomach after having eaten nothing except breakfast all day.

When clothes come, I stretch out my hands, and when food comes, I open my mouth.

Although it was not used appropriately, Murong Qiao felt a little pleased when she looked at the rice that was handed to her mouth.

"You don't ask me how I got hurt?"

After taking two bites, Murong Qiao suddenly spoke up, provoking this topic to break the dull atmosphere.