Chapter 1192 It’s Not Easy to Be a White Moonlight
There were people coming and going at the dinner party, and no one noticed Song Yao's strange behavior.
She walked smoothly to Shi Li's side.
Looking at Shi Li dressed in her best and chatting and laughing with the people around her, Song Yao's hatred reached its peak and she took out the fruit knife hidden under the tray.
"go to hell!"
The fruit knife stabbed towards Shi Li with full of anger. Song Yao's eyes were bloodshot, as if she had already seen the scene of Shi Li's blood splattering on the spot.
But the fact was that the fruit knife was firmly grasped by a hand halfway through and could not move forward an inch, and could not hurt Shi Li at all.
The moment Mu He grabbed the knife, the driver and bodyguard standing next to him also moved, stepped forward and grabbed her arm.
Mu He also let go, and the blood-stained fruit knife fell to the ground with a harsh sound.
It happened so fast, from start to finish in just a few seconds.
Shi Li looked at the wound on Mu He's palm caused by the knife, her face pale. She asked someone to find a medical kit while picking up the phone to dial 120.
"A wound like this isn't worth wasting public resources on." Mu He put his other hand on her phone and smiled at her comfortingly.
Shi Li stared at him for a while, then gritted her teeth and said, "Then I'll call the police. This person is my former colleague, and this is premeditated murder!"
This time Mu He did not object. When he let go of her hand, he also instructed the bodyguards and the security guards who had just arrived to keep an eye on Song Yao and not let her run away.
The organizers of the charity dinner also rushed over quickly. When they saw the injured Mu He, they were shocked and apologized repeatedly.
Mu He shook his head in a good-natured manner. Seeing Shi Li's pale face from the corner of his eye, he could not help but said slowly and softly, "The security of the event still needs to be done well. This is too dangerous."
"Yes, yes, I'll take you to the hospital."
"The event isn't over yet, don't worry about me, I'll take care of it."
Even at this time, he was still considering other people.
Shi Li was listening to the conversation nearby and frowned in disapproval.
When they arrived at the hospital, the doctor also thought that the wound on Mu He's palm was too deep and sutured the wound.
Shi Li stood beside him, looking at his calm expression, her brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
At this moment, any words of thanks and guilt seemed redundant and pale. What Mu He did today was equivalent to saving her life.
After a long time in the hospital, it was already very late.
Walking out of the hospital gate, Shi Li saw a car parked not far away. Mu Xinyu got out of the car with a frosty face.
There was a problem with the overseas branch, and she had just held an online meeting. Halfway through the meeting, she heard the news that Mu He was injured, and immediately ended the meeting in a hurry, and then rushed over anxiously.
"Ah He, how is your hand?" Mu Xinyu walked up to Mu He and bent down to check his palm.
But the doctor had just bandaged the wound tightly, and now nothing could be seen.
"Mr. Mu..." Shi Li was trying to admit her mistake, but she was interrupted by Mu He for the first time.
"The hand injury is not serious. We have already notified the organizers and asked them to pay more attention to security in the future." Mu He blinked at Shi Li and said calmly.
Mu Xinyu actually knew that he was injured because of Shi Li, but after hearing what he said, she couldn't say anything more and could only glare at him in reproach.
Mu He smiled calmly at her, then turned to Shi Li and said, "It's already late. I'll take you home first."
"I can do it myself... OK, please."
Shi Li's first reaction was to refuse, but she suddenly changed her mind and wanted to wait a while and ask Mu He if there was anything she could do for him, otherwise she would feel guilty.
Mu Xinyu watched the interaction between the two and felt that her trip was completely unnecessary. She found an excuse that the meeting had not yet ended, came in a hurry, and left in a hurry.
Only Shi Li and Mu He were left there.
She thought for a moment, squatted down and looked at Mu He sitting in the wheelchair very seriously.
"I feel like it's too pale to say thank you right now, but I really appreciate you saving me today. What can I do for you?"
The broken street lights in front of the hospital fell into her eyes, as if turning into twinkling stars, bright and sincere.
Seeing her uneasy look, Mu He suddenly wanted to reach out and touch her head, or even her cheek.
This thought only existed in his mind and he would not put it into action. Even after realizing it, he tightly gripped the armrests of the wheelchair.
"It was just an accident. I would help no matter who it was." He said in the calmest tone, "After all, my hand was only slightly injured. But if the fruit knife really stabbed you, it would be too dangerous."
Is it really?
A voice in Mu He's heart asked vaguely, wasn't it because you were unconsciously paying attention to her all the time that you noticed something was wrong in the first place and were able to grab the fruit knife in time?
From the first time they met on a rainy day, his attention would unconsciously revolve around her.