Mysterious president, get away from me!

Seeing this, Mo Ling quickly came forward and patted his chest, patiently comforted him, "OK, I'll drive him away right away, grandfather, don't be excited, take a deep breath..."

"Dad, what's the matter with you? Are you ok? "

Zhong Yalan takes Zhu Zhu's little hand and appears at the door of the ward. Seeing this scene, he is scared and his face changes. He catches up with Zhu Zhu and helps Mo Ling pat the old man's chest.

"Dad, are you better? Call a doctor. I'll call a doctor right away

Zhong Yalan is about to rush out in a panic. He is stopped by Zhao Laozi, "it's ok... I just need to have a rest... Yalan, you tell Jinwen that I want to have an operation, and I agree to have an operation!"

"Ah, is it? That would be great! "

Zhong Yalan was so happy that he almost burst into tears. He grabbed Mo Ling's hand and said, "ah Ling, you are so powerful. You really convinced your grandfather! Thank you. Thank you so much! "

Mo Ling was stunned by the sudden good news. She knew that her grandfather didn't decide to have an operation because of her. She subconsciously looked at mu Chenhan. His sudden decision to have an operation must have something to do with him. Before she came back, what did he say to him? Why did he get angry and make the decision to have an operation?

"Mr. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao, take your time. I'll leave first."

Mu Chen Han's attitude is modest and sincere. He doesn't look like the man who used to be superior. At the same time, he doesn't show any embarrassed state, just like the man who was beaten by the old man is not him.

"Who are you?" Zhong Yalan looks at mu Chenhan curiously. Who is this young man? He looks as if he is a little familiar.

Mu Chen Han smiles politely, "my name is mu Chen Han. I'm Mo Ling's friend. I've come to visit Mr. Zhao."

Mu Chenhan... This name is quite strange, never heard of, Zhong Yalan gently smile, "thank you specially visit my father-in-law, since is a Ling's friend, might as well stay to have lunch together."

"No!" Mu Chen Han hasn't opened his mouth yet. Mo Ling and Zhao Laozi answer for him in one voice.

"Dad, ah Ling, what's the matter with you two? How can you talk like this when people come to visit you with kindness." Zhong Yalan shook his head in disapproval, dissatisfied with their impolite behavior.

Mo Ling even said hastily, "aunt, you don't know, Mr. Mu is a man of many things. He has to go back to C City, so don't detain him."

The old man said with a black face, "just let him hurry. Young people still have to focus on their career!"

Zhong Yalan has a bright personality and always speaks fast. Seeing this pair of cooperating grandparents and grandchildren, he blinked in surprise. "Dad, a Ling, when did your relationship become so good?"

"Just now!" The grandparents and grandchildren are speaking together again.

Zhong Yalan can't help laughing and ignores Mu Er Shao again.

Mo Ling looked at Mu Chen Han, who was not very well, and pulled back the topic, "aunt, Mr. Mu is very busy. He doesn't have time to have dinner with us, so let him go back quickly. He has to talk business with people in the afternoon!"

Zhong Yalan asked mu Chenhan, "is that so? Mr. mu

Mu Chen Han feels that the blood flowing from the wound has soaked through his shirt. If he stays any longer, he is likely to be found by them. He nods his head and says politely, "that's right. I'll have a chance to harass my wife again later."

Zhong Yalan said with a smile, "if you don't bother me, I will come back to Yingcheng in the future. I must be a guest at home."

Mu Chen cold tiny smile, "certainly."

"Take your time, ah Ling. Let's see your friends off."

"Mo Ling was speechless.

Mu Chen Han seems to see her unwillingness, bent lips, "no, let a Ling stay to take care of the old master, goodbye."

Ah Ling? Mo lingnu, asshole, is that what you can call it?

Seeing mu Chenhan's figure walk to the door, the lovely baby Zhuzhu who has never interrupted the adult's conversation suddenly drags Mo Ling's clothes and whispers, "Mommy, that uncle's clothes are dirty."

Mo Ling fixed his eyes and saw that the back of his suit coat was infected by some liquid, which was darker than the cloth beside him. If he didn't pay attention to it, he could hardly see it.

Her heart moved, and she suddenly remembered that it was the part she stabbed with a dagger that night. Could it be that the wound burst open and the blood flowed out and infected the clothes?

Just think of here, Mu Chen cold has walked out of the ward, and then, she suddenly heard a woman's scream, "come on, someone fainted!"

"It's like fainting outside our ward. Ah Ling, let's go out and see if we can help."

Zhong Yalan grabs Mo Ling's arm. Mo Ling has no choice but to walk out of the ward with her. There is a premonition in her heart that the person who faints may be mu Chenhan.

In the corridor, a man in a suit fainted on the ground, and a woman in a sick suit squatted beside him, tugging at his arm and struggling to help him up.

"Oh, my God, it's Mr. mu. How did he faint? Isn't he just fine? " After seeing the face of the fainted man clearly, Zhong Yalan rushed to help, and said anxiously, "ah Ling, please call the doctor quickly!"

Mo Ling can't help complaining, "aunt, you don't have to worry about him. He's as strong as a cow. How can he say that he's dizzy? He must be pretending."

Bitter meat plan, yes, it must be bitter meat plan!

Mr. Zhao came out of the wheelchair and cooperated in time. "That's it. It must be pretending. It's a bitter meat plan. It's absolutely a bitter meat plan!"

"Your grandparents and grandchildren, what's the matter? People have fainted. Why are you still making sarcastic remarks? "

Zhong Yalan almost suspected that the grandparents and grandsons had a grudge against mu Chenhan. While complaining, she helped mu Chenhan to get up. Unexpectedly, the palm of her hand just pressed on the injured part of him and felt greasy under the palm. She couldn't help looking back and looked pale with fright. "Blood... He's bleeding... Quick, call a doctor!"

Doctors and nurses came to quickly push mu Chenhan into the emergency room. When the nurse took off his coat and saw his white shirt stained with blood, she couldn't help frowning. Then she cut his shirt open and saw the purulent wound on his back, frowning deeper.

"The wound is infected."

The doctor poked his forehead. "The wound infection has caused a high fever. Anti infection treatment is needed."

Inside the consulting room, the doctor is treating mu Chenhan. Outside the consulting room, Zhong Yalan is "criticizing and educating" Zhao Laozi and Mo Ling for their impolite words and deeds.

"Dad, a Ling, it's wrong for you to treat mu Chenhan like this. After all, he's a guest. He's kind enough to come to see a doctor. Even if you don't like him, you can't say that about other people..."

Zhong Yalan, who is pure and kind-hearted, talks a lot. At last, she looks at Mo Ling and Mo Ling in doubt. "It's strange why you don't like him. I think he looks good."

Zhu Zhu small lovely timely cut in, "aunt, I also think that uncle is good."

"What do you know, little girl?" The old man snorted unhappily, "if you know a person, you know his face, but you don't know his heart, the man named Mu is a man with a face and a beast heart!"

Mo Ling fully cooperate, "yes, grandfather, you are right!"

Zhong Yalan shook his head, "no, he looks like a very upright child."

The old man knows his daughter-in-law's temperament very well. She has a good heart. Everyone is good. There's no need to explain so much to her.

"All right, Dad." Zhong Yalan takes out his mobile phone and goes to one side to make a phone call.

The old man hugged Zhu Zhu to his knee and said, "ah Ling, push me outside."

"Good."

Mo Ling pushed his wheelchair, slowly walking in the corridor, beads in his arms, small people giggle, make the old man also laugh.

The old man is willing to do the operation, and the stone in Mo Ling's heart is removed, and her lip angle also rises. However, at the thought that mu Chenhan may have convinced the old man, her mood becomes complicated, and the raised lip angle soon falls down again.

The wheelchair ran over the green grass, shuttled through the fragrant peach blossom, and finally stopped by the blue lake.

Mo Ling is sitting on the stone with Zhu Zhu in her arms. Next to her, the old man's dim eyes are looking ahead and murmurs, "I'm old enough. I want to go underground to reunite with your grandmother..."

"Grandfather..." Mo Ling holds his skinny hand and smiles, "are you willing to leave us?"

The old man's eyes were slightly moist, "yes, I can't bear to..."

After a while, he showed an angry expression and said angrily, "who let you children and grandchildren be so frustrated that they were bullied by those people outside. Without my support behind your back, you would not have been bullied to death!"

Mo Ling's eyes were sour. He leaned his head on his arm and said softly, "grandfather, we are useless. You must live longer and protect us."

"What a cheeky girl..." the old man pretended to be angry and patted her on the arm. He muttered, "I don't know who I'm going to follow. I'm so cheeky that I can't drive her away."

"Because I know my grandfather can't bear it." Mo Ling's cheek rubbed against his arm and looked at the white clouds in the sky with a smile. Mom, do you see that my grandfather is finally willing to accept me? I will be filial to my grandfather instead of you.

The old man's thin fingers trembled and stroked her hair, her voice was hoarse, "ah Ling, don't go back, just stay in Yingcheng, grandfather protect you."

In the past five years, she has been used to working alone. Even Nangong Jue, she is not willing to accept his protection, because she knows very well that no one can protect her all her life. She must be strong to protect the people she cares about.

She learned to arm herself with strength. She learned to face everything independently. She almost forgot that she could be protected. "Grandfather protect you" almost made her cry.

She pursed her lips tightly, blinked her eyes, blinked back her tears, and said in a light voice, "OK, grandfather, I will stay in Yingcheng for the time being. You need to get better quickly to protect me!"

"That's settled." The old man held out his right hand like a child, with his little finger hooked, "come on, pull the hook."

Maureen laughs, "OK, hook, whoever breaks his promise is the dog."

She decided that she would stay in China and Yingcheng until her grandfather recovered. As for the cause in Austria, she would leave it to her assistant for the time being.

Other patients, every day will have relatives or friends to visit, only mu Chen cold ward, cold, no one.

Instead of following the doctor's advice and lying in bed to rest, he sat in a chair by the window, holding a tablet computer and working hard.