My Previous Fraternal Twins

The other side.

Mo Yuxin woke up in the hospital.

With heavy eyes, she remembered what had happened before she was unconscious. She opened her eyes and found herself in the hospital.

Looking back, she saw an old man with gray hair beside her.

At this time, he leaned against the table, closed his eyes and was resting.

After sweeping Mo Kun's face, she hasn't seen her for only a few days. She's haggard like this.

Mo Yuxin felt guilty at the bottom of his heart.

She reached out and gently touched Mo Kun and shouted softly, "Grandpa."

When he heard the cry, Mo Kun opened his eyes and saw the waking Mo Yuxin. His whole heart finally came down.

With a kind voice full of spoil, he smiled and said, "are you awake? Are you hungry? Grandpa will get you some food."

Said Mo Kun wanted to get up.

But he was held by a small hand of Mo Yuxin, looked at Mo Kun with red eyes, and then said softly, "Grandpa, I'm not hungry, don't do it."

While talking, the corner of Mo Yuxin's eye swept his wrapped hand.

Distressed to hold up, heavy gauze, but also hidden infiltration of bleeding stains, full of guilt, said: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Mo Yuxin lowered his eyes, but his eyes stared at Mo Kun's injured hand.

It is said that when people are ill, they are the most vulnerable in their hearts.

Thinking that the wound on her grandfather's hand was done by herself, there was a touch of sadness at the bottom of her eyes. I don't know when to start, I became a woman who did everything to achieve her goal.

In the heart also began to struggle, for a Mo Shichen changed himself to say whether it is worth it now.

Mo Kun printed Mo Yuxin's expression in his eyes and knew that she was ashamed of herself, but all this was not her intention.

Took the injured hand back from Mo Yuxin's hand, smiled and comforted, "Grandpa knows you didn't mean it."

After a pause, he continued, "don't worry too much. The doctor said Grandpa's hand is recovering well and will be all right soon."

In order to prove that his hand was all right, Mo Kun endured the pain and deliberately grabbed the apple on the table with his injured hand.

But as soon as he grabbed it, the apple slipped from his hand and hit the ground heavily, making a crisp sound.

Mo Kun frowned slightly, then explained in a low voice, "just slipped my hand and didn't hold it steady. I'll try again."

With that, he had to reach for another apple.

Before they met, they were stopped by Mo Yuxin: "well, Grandpa, I believe you. Your hand is not good yet. Don't take things hard first, so as not to hurt more seriously."

Looking at Mo Yuxin, who spoke and did things normally, a warmth rose in Mo Kun's heart, thinking that the psychologist had played a role in her treatment.

Thinking of the videos that Mo Shichen sent him before she was sent to the hospital, his bright eyes darkened.

Looking back with some guilt, I looked at Mo Yuxin at this time. If I hadn't promised to let her come to find Mo Shichen at the beginning, there wouldn't be these things behind.

And Mo Yuxin is still that simple smiling, kind-hearted little girl.

But now it's too late to say anything. All he can do now is to cure her illness and then recover.

Thinking of these, Mo Kun carefully tried, "Yuxin, you will be discharged in a few days. Will Grandpa take you home?"

As soon as Mo Yuxin heard that she was going home, she suddenly remembered her plan with the master mother of Mohism.

Thinking about this period of time, Mo Shichen's indifference and coma to her, the old face of the former housekeeper kept magnifying in front of her eyes, and the mouth with a muddy tone appeared in her mind.

Mo Shichen asked an old man to give himself artificial respiration in front of so many people.

The more she thought, the more angry she became. However, she immediately became excited. She stared and said fiercely, "no, I don't want to go home. I play here and watch. I want to see what will happen to Tang Wanxin and Mo Shichen in the end."

Mo Kun looked at the appearance of Mo Yuxin and was surprised. He felt his stimulation to her.

Come forward and hold her in your arms, stretch out one and put it behind her. He patted it gently, lowered his voice and comforted: "well, we don't go back. Grandpa will be here with you. Don't get excited. Don't think about those unhappy things."

At this time, Mo Yuxin couldn't listen to anything Mo Kun said. His mind was full of Mo Shichen's heartless feelings for her.

And his tenderness for Tang Wanxin, and his anger at the bottom of his heart burned more and more in Mo Yuxin's ideological struggle.

He quickly grabbed Mo Kun's arm, stared at him, and then complained ferociously: "Grandpa, do you know how brother Shi Chen treated me?"

After a pause, seeing Mo Kun's embarrassed face and not talking, he laughed wildly at Tian HA and continued: "he despised me and humiliated me. He even asked the old thing to give me artificial respiration in front of so many people."

Pulling Mo Kun's long fingernails into his flesh, he took his arms as a vent, and his strength became more and more fierce.

Gnashing his teeth, he said, "Grandpa, why did brother Shi Chen treat me like this? He was not like this before. It was Tang Wanxin who provoked discord in the middle. Would you go and get that woman away for me? Let her disappear from now on, so brother Shi Chen will treat me like before."

Playing with Mo Shichen as a child is vivid. For Mo Yuxin, it's like what just happened yesterday.

Thinking of their childhood, Mo Yuxin's face was involuntarily stained with a faint blush.

The mood also calmed down. A pair of angry red eyes restored their original simplicity and looked at Mo Kun with expectation.

In order not to make Mo Yuxin's mood excited again, Mo Kun had to nod gently and answer.

Seeing that Mo Kun agreed to her request, Mo Yuxin went too far.

She continued pitifully: "I want to see brother Shi Chen. Let him come here now. As long as you say you are not feeling well, he will come right away."

After listening to this, Mo Kun frowned slightly and said in some embarrassment, "it's so late. You have a rest first. I'll call him again when it's dawn and let him come, okay?"

Seeing his reluctant appearance, Mo Yuxin immediately stared at Mo Kun with an unhappy face and roared, "I don't want to. I'll let him come now. I'll see him soon. Don't you want to help me and Tang Wanxin?"

Said Mo Yuxin fiercely stood up from the bed and overturned everything on the table.

There was a clatter in the ward.

Mo Kun looked at Mo Yuxin and frowned deeply. Afraid that she might hurt herself, he stepped forward quickly to hold her.

Roared: "Yuxin, what are you doing? You can't abandon yourself because you have suffered a little setback."