The male god is sick: the only favorite sweetheart wants to leave home

Chapter 307 Daddy, Don't You Want Me?
While she was talking, she stomped her feet, and Tang Shaojue's eyes flashed with irritability.

On one side is his dying daughter, and on the other side is Mu Xiaoran who should be with him for the rest of his life. He can't do anything right.

"Xiaoxiao!" Young Master Tang raised his voice slightly.

But Tang Xiaoxiao was ill and died soon, and it was too late for Tang Shaojue to take pity on him, so he was angry, but his attitude was still very gentle.

Tang Xiaoxiao pondered for a while, and then cried at the top of her throat. The crisp crying made Tang Shaojue turn off the fire.

It's disgusting to be threatened by someone, even if that person is his own daughter.

Mu Xiaoran smiled slightly, and said nonchalantly, "I'm going back to the hospital first."

But at the moment when she turned around, her tears rolled down without disappointment.

She still underestimated the position of this little girl in Tang Shaojue's heart before, and she still fantasized about being able to compete with that little girl, but now she sees the truth clearly.

The fact is that Tang Xiaoxiao is very important, not at the same level as her.

It turned out that only a few days later, the home that belonged to her had already changed owners.

Behind her, Lin Qian hurried out when she heard the crying, then comforted Tang Xiaoxiao softly, and cared about Tang Shaojue by the way.

Looking at Mu Xiaoran's lonely back, a cold light flashed in her eyes, Tang Shaojue is her man, no one can take him away, otherwise, there is only one dead end!
"I'll go out."

Tang Shaojue said calmly, a little eager to chase Mu Xiaoran.

That girl grew up in an environment that lacked love, and she was not good at venting her emotions. I don't know how long what happened just now would make her depressed.

But he found that the corner of his clothes was being pulled by Tang Xiaoxiao.

"Daddy, my body hurts so much."

Tang Xiaoxiao said tearfully, Tang Shaojue reluctantly hooked his lips: "I have something to do, I have to go out."

A little irritable, but because of blood relationship, I have to suppress my temper.

"Daddy, don't you want me anymore?" Tang Xiaoxiao sobbed, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Tang Shaojue explained patiently, but Tang Xiaoxiao kept crying. Tang Shaojue frowned, and just about to hand Tang Xiaoxiao to Lin Qian, the child didn't catch his breath and fainted softly.

Looking at the nose again, there was already a spurt of blood gushing out.

Lin Qian hugged the child, and covered Tang Xiaoxiao's nose with the other hand, Lihua cried with rain: "Young Lord, save our daughter quickly..."

On the other side, Wang Ma has already notified the hospital immediately, because Tang Xiaoxiao, this is probably another sleepless night.

The child's body... Well, it's hard for her to be alive.

He had hemophilia and blood cancer at a young age, and he had been undergoing radiation and chemotherapy all the time, so his body was always weak.

This is why Tang Shaojue is tolerant of Tang Xiaoxiao.

For hemophiliacs, they lack platelets, it is difficult to form scabs, and the blood will continue to flow. Even a wound as small as a mung bean may kill them.

Mu Xiaoran stumbled out of the villa, but she didn't expect Lu Che to be waiting not far away. For some reason, her eyes suddenly became sore.

"I haven't eaten yet, accompany me to eat hot pot?"

Lu Che touched the little girl's head, his eyes full of distress.

Before Mu Xiaoran could react, Lu Che stuffed her into the car. He knew that Mu Xiaoran hadn't eaten properly for the past two days.

And hot pot has always been Mu Xiaoran's favorite.

He remembered that the girl said that eating hot pot is the happiest thing in the world.

Even if he just temporarily forgets his troubles, he will be satisfied.

(End of this chapter)