waiting for your time

Chapter 62 That year, the little girl picked up (1)

Today Mo Yichen who rushed back to China came to pick up Ye Qingtian from school.

"Brother Dachen, I don't want to go home..." Ye Qingtian was weak.

"Where do you want to go?"

"...I want you to take me to eat delicious food, and then walk with me to see the night scene, okay?"

"it is good".

But Mo Yichen's car drove into the underground garage of the hospital.

Ye Qingtian pursed her lips tightly and remained silent.

Mo Yichen knew that Ye Qingtian was angry, but he just wanted to take her to the hospital.

Just outside the school gate, he noticed that Ye Qingtian's complexion was worse than the previous two days, and he didn't look energetic at all.

When Mo Yichen was registering, Ye Qingtian ran away.

Mo Yichen chased out of the hospital, just in time to see Ye Qingtian get on the bus, and looked back at him.

He was so angry, he blamed himself for not being optimistic...

As soon as Ye Qingtian sat down, she had a nosebleed. She quickly raised her head and took the paper.

She went to Chu's house, and it happened that Chu Shanyan also arrived home.

"You..." Chu Shanyan stared at her worriedly.

Ye Qingtian laughed, "My clothes are dirty again..."

"..." Chu Shanyan had no choice but to take Ye Qingtian to her room to change clothes.

While Ye Qingtian was changing clothes, Chu Shanyan secretly called Mo Yichen and asked him to pick it up.

Mo Yichen was really furious, and he sighed a little helplessly.

How should he get rid of Ye Qingtian's fear and psychological shadow of the hospital?

He was 13 years old that year.

He went to Licheng with his parents to discuss cooperation. When he returned late at night, he found that there seemed to be someone on the side of the road with few street lights.

He told his father, who was driving, to turn around and stop.

He ran over as soon as he got out of the car, and saw a little girl lying on the ground.

With the faint light of the street lamp, he put his finger under the tip of the little girl's nose, still breathing.

He also found the little girl covered in blood.

He carefully picked up the little girl, got into the car, and asked his father to drive to the nearest hospital.

At that time, the doctor told his parents to give up. The child lost a lot of blood and was seriously injured, so he might not be able to wake up.

Mo Yichen stared at the little face that had been cleaned, and after a long pause, he said: "Mom and Dad, I want to take her home."

At that time, Mo Jianzhi and Ye Xian felt that there was nothing wrong with it. Their family had a great career, and it was okay to raise another child.

So, Mo Jianzhi transferred the little girl to the best hospital in the capital that night.

Along the way, I had to be rescued three or four times. My pulse was very weak, and I needed better first aid in time.

After the transfer, the girl stayed in the intensive care unit with a tube and blood transfusion.

Mo Yichen has been standing outside the ward watching...

At that time, Mo Yichen always asked the housekeeper to drive him to the hospital as soon as school was over.

For five consecutive months, he developed the habit of going to the hospital every day.

But the little girl never woke up and was kept in the intensive care unit.

"Mom, is the medicine in the hospital not good enough?"

Ye Xian felt sad when she heard this, "...it's because my little sister's dream is too long..."

"No, I don't want her to be my sister."

Ye Xian remained silent. Neither she nor Mo Jianzhi found the girl's family, nor did they find out the surveillance cameras on the road in Licheng...

If the girl's family can't be found, then she really has to go through the adoption procedures.

She had made up her mind, and after adoption, she would be named Ye.

"Achen, give her a new name."

Mo Yichen stared at the little girl wearing an oxygen mask through the glass, thinking to himself.

He thought for a long time and said, "Call it sunny."

He hoped she would wake up soon, as alive as a bright sunny day.

(End of this chapter)